Chapter 26 Vignette 25
"Yay! I won again, I won, I won," Vanessa did her funny dance as she rejoiced in Mason's room while Mason stared at her in defeat.
However, he was willing to turn the defeat into something beneficial.
"Enough of the rejoicing, Vanessa. Let's strike a deal,"
Vanessa wasn't listening, she continued her dance, making faces to annoy him. Then Mason grabbed her wrist and pulled her down to the chair.
He smiled mischievously, "Let's make a deal, are you in?"
"What deal?" Vanessa raised an eyebrow. "A deal where I get one of your properties each time I win?" She chuckled. "If that's the case, you'll be sleeping on the streets by the end of the day."
Mason looked at the expensive belongings in his room. He giggled within him, gauging the possibility of what she had just said.
"I'll get a head If you lose, but if you win, you'll get one." He said, observing her reaction closely.
Vanessa's smile slowly faltered, "what do you mean?"
Mason repeated, "I'll get a head If you lose, but if you win…"
Vanessa interrupted, "Do you have any idea what you're saying?"
"Of course I do," he sat up on his seat. "I'm getting bored, this will make the game a lot more interesting," Mason answered plainly. "Are you in or not?"
Vanessa shook her head in utter disapproval and Mason immediately stood up from his seat, "Then, I'm out." He pushed the chair backwards and turned to the direction of his work table. "I've got work to do,"
Vanessa quickly held his arm, "Hold on,"
He hid a grin before he looked down at her.
Vanessa struggled to release her words, "Fine, I agree to the deal,"
Mason's lips curved upwards and he returned to the seat, "Now you're talking mature,"
"Mature you say?" Vanessa fired, "You mean letting your boyfriend's closest friend suck your psy is mature?"
Mason shrugged, "It sure is,"
"You can't be serious right now," said Vanessa, "Dave trusted you enough to let me stay alone with you in your house."
"Well, he trusts me but does he trust you?" Mason adjusted on his seat, "cos if he does, he would let you go where you want rather than asking you to stay with me because he thinks you'll go fk another man while he's away."
"I prefer to call it care,"
Mason burst out laughing, "Care you say? Do you have any idea where your so-called caring boyfriend is?" He picked up a snack from the plate on the table, "Dave is probably in a brothel having fun while you're here being preserved like a dish."
Vanessa stared at Mason, her mind processing what he said. It made sense but she refused to admit that she was being used.
"That's enough talk about my boyfriend," Vanessa responded after seconds of silence, "let's play the game,"
Mason took the board and drew a 3×3 square grid with the washable marker. Vanessa made the first strike by inputting an 'O' in the middle square.
Mason put an 'X' in the top right square. The next two O's inputted by Vanessa were in the upper left and lower right. Boom! She won again.
She drew a line across her lined up O's to indicate her win and Mason looked into her eyes with a sly smile.
"You won again,"
Vanessa smiled back, "I sure did,"
"Are you ready?" He asked,
Vanessa nodded and got up from the chair. What on earth would stop her from cheating on a guy who has been cheating on her for all the years of their relationship.
She walked over to Mason's bed and reclined, her legs widespread.
Mason kept his marker on the table, his gaze fixed on the sexy lady laid on his bed.
As he walked to the bed, his senses heightened. He knelt on the floor, his eyes closely fixed on Vanessa's psy. He wondered what it would really look like beneath her dark leggings.
Mason stood up and grabbed the elastic waistline of Vanessa leggings, pulling it down through her legs.
Vanessa adjusted her hip, her hands on her clt. Her heart raced with great anticipation, eager to feel his cold tongue on her psy.
Mason stuck two fingers in his mouth and rubbed it on her psy while she moaned, her eyes closed.
He leaned in and gave the psy one sweet lick, looking up to observe her reaction. Vanessa's eyes tightened and she gently swiveled her hips on the bed.
Mason took the psy in a kiss. He sucked it like he would if he had her lips. The tip of his tongue went up to her clit, moving vigorously consistent on it.
Vanessa's hips swirled on the bed as the sound of her moans filled the room. Then Mason's tongue went down again to her psy. He licked the soft skin that guarded it and shoved his tongue inside. His long tongue thrusted in and out of her and Vanessa's moan became even louder.
Then he took out his tongue and slowly shoved in two fingers, he took them out with the same speed. The thrusts became faster and deeper when he added another finger. Vanessa moaned with intense passion as she rubbed her clt, enjoying the sensation his fingers brought.
Mason quickly pulled off his shorts. His dck was literally the hardest of that shape in the room.
Vanessa lifted her leg and Mason set himself in front of her psy, his dk pointed directly at it and he rubbed it at her entrance.
Gradually, he pushed the long dk inside, enjoying every bit of the warm psy.
He gripped her thighs that hung in the air and pushed himself in and out of her.
They closed their eyes, moaning, but were immediately interrupted by the sound of the car that pulled up in front of Mason's house. Mason looked out the window and his heart skipped beats as he took in on Dave's arrival.
Immediately, he pulled out of her, "Vanessa quick, get dressed! Dave is here!"
Vanessa jumped up and grabbed her leggings from the bed. Her hands shook as she hurriedly put it on. Mason put on his shorts and rushed back to the chair while Vanessa joined him almost immediately.
The room door swung open and Dave walked in with a smiley face. A sudden look of surprise etched on Vanessa's face like she didn't expect to see him. She stood up from her seat and put her arms around him, thanking her stars that he didn't catch them in the act.