The Engagement Affair

Episode 30

At the last moment Nataniel pulled out of Sofia. He wrapped his fingers around his slick throbbing cöck and gave it a few quick strokes. With a loud m0an escaping his lips, he sent large amounts of his man-milk flying. Sofia gasped and stared wide-eyed as Nataniel drenched her tummy with his hot splööge. A small squeal left her lips and a shudder ran through her. Nataniel’s legs shook as he emptied the final drops of his spünk over her body. He lay back exhilarated and they both admired his handiwork.
“What’s it with you cümming so much all the time? That’s a lot.” Sofia exclaimed. She smeared the splööge all over her skin, coating her breásts, chest, and tummy. She stuck her fingers into her mouth and licked the salty göö off them.
“It’s you Sofia. You look so hot and beautiful with all that cüm on your breásts.” Nataniel replied.
“You’re definitely learning fast.” She smiled up at him.
“You’re a very good teacher.” Nataniel replied. He stretched beside her and relaxed.
Sofia propped up on her elbow and looked at him. “We should do this a little more often…you know…to be sure you’re…ready to take care of…her…my sister.”
“The last thing on my mind right now is how to take care of your sister.”
Sofia smiled and traced her wet fingers around his limp rod. They had no idea of the other pair of eyes watching them through the crack of the door, nor did they hear it close softly.

Emilia closed the door gently. So this was what the two of them had been up to all this while. She couldn’t believe Sofia could stoop so low. Her soon to be husband? No wonder Nataniel always wanted to be around her sister. She stormed off to the room she never occupied and slammed the door. She jumped on the bed and burying her face in her pillow, she was surprised that she burst into tears.
After a while she rolled off the bed and took a deep breath. It’s not his fault, she thought. If that bitch hadn’t flirted with him, if her mother had been alive, this wouldn’t have happened. She was going to confront her sister. Tell her to leave him alone. She’s had her own husband. Let her have his. From that moment on she was going to change and take care of him herself. Right now she was in no mood to confront them both. She decided she wasn’t going to spend the night in the same house as that traitor. How dare she sleep with her future husband? Who the hell did she think she was? She quietly slipped out of the room and the house.

For the next couple of days Emelia stayed away from her sister and Nataniel. She couldn’t bear to face them at that time. The disgust that enveloped her anytime she saw them threatened to pour out and she was always a hair’s breath away from unloading her loathe on them, most especially her sister.
Sofia noticed the change in attitude in her sister. Her sudden coldness and the kind of murderous looks she gave her whenever they were all together in the main house made Sofia begin to suspect something was wrong.
A few later, Nataniel was walking along the beach towards the store when he ran into Emelia and some other youngsters. He smiled but she returned a cold stare at him.
“Hi Emelia.” He said cheerfully.
Emelia simply ignored him and turned her nose up at him. She focused her attention to the group she was in and they all walked away. Nataniel felt snubbed. He simply walked towards the store and met Sofia just about to close up for the evening. The look on his face made her pause.
“Why do you look so sad?” she asked.
“It’s your damn sister.” He replied, the anger beginning to seep through him. He told her about the snub and Sofia laughed.
“I’m really getting fed up of her attitude. Honestly. It’s getting on my nerves.”
Sofia smiled. “Don’t be angry okay? She’s just being a kid.”
“If she keeps this up, I doubt she’ll be a good wife to me. Why can’t she be as nice and caring as you?”
”Don’t say that. I know my sister. She’s like that sometimes. Please be patient with her. I’m sure she’ll come around soon.”
“If you say so.”
”I’m going up to the main house now. I’ll talk to her later tonite.”
“Okay. I’ll finish locking up here. See you later.”