“Sweetie what’s it?”, Sandra asked, hugging me from the back.
I turned to her and kissed her. She let the blanket slide off her. We ate each others lips as though we were just meeting for the first time. I put one of her firm boobs into my mouth, she pressed my head hard into it as she let out little moaning sounds. I pushed her back on the bed gently and moved to her lips again. She wrapped her legs around my waist with her hands around my neck.
I pushed my dick inside her and she pulled me closer to herself, sucking my ear. I gently moved in and out of her erotically in a twist dancing motion. The warmth from her pussy gave my cock so much joy it kept on throbbing deep inside her. Our bodies were glued to each other and we kissed as we made love.
The door pushed open all of a sudden. Ruth stood at the entrance clad in a black T-shirt on black jeans and a black baseball cap with a machete in hand. I jumped off Sandra who swiftly covered her chest with the blanket.
“what do you want?”, I demanded.
“Mike why?! Why?!”, she said in tears as one who was bitterly hurt.
I quickly wore my boxers and tried to move closer and reason with her. She moved into the room and shut the door.
“please, don’t do anything irrational”, I pleaded, walking close to her with my hands stretched towards her.
“I’m going to kill that bitch and kill myself! How could you, Mike? I have loved you crazy”, she said. Her eyes swollen from crying.
“please baby, just put down that stuff in your hand. I promise we can talk this through”, I said, getting closer to her.
“get back!”, she said, swinging the knife.
The cutlass almost caught me, but I was quick to move away.
“you don’t deserve my love. You are nothing but a low life cheat”, she said.
I tried to move closer again but she brought something from her back. It was a pistol. I jumped backwards on seeing that. She held it tight with both hands after throwing the cutlass behind her. Sandra who has been motionless since Ruth came in screamed on seeing the gun and hid beside the bed.
“come out of there you bitch!”, Ruth said, walking towards Sandra.
Sandra ran to my back and held me screaming.
“move aside Mike!”, Ruth commanded.
“please Ruth, please don’t do this”, I begged, still shielding Sandra.
“so, you would rather defend her Mike?”, she said, now sobbing.
She let out a fire which landed on my leg and I fell down. Sandra shouted and knelt down begging without saying a word.
“you evil witch, you devil! I’m going to enjoy this”, Ruth said.
I was trying to get back on one feet when Ruth let out three shots. Sandra fell backward and landed on the bed. I jumped on Sandra whose mouth was filled with blood. I shook her, calling her name, she tried to talk but blood seem to be choking her. Her eyes rolled back and came back. I held her very close, crying.
“no…no…nooo!”, I screamed, holding her close to me.
She tried to touch my face and then dropped her hands. Her eyes were still open but she wasn’t moving. Ruth just stood looking at me as I cried bitterly, not minding the bullet in my leg.
“so you love her this much?”, she asked. Then she shot me in the hand. “you love her more than me…?”, she shot me again in my chest. “you deserve to die a slow and painful death”, she said, still sobbing. She gave me another shot in my tummy.
I was on the floor, tired. Blood flowed out as a stream of water. I felt sleepy and weak looking at Ruth who stood in front of me. Blood spattered as I coughed. I just laid on the floor looking at her as she bent beside me crying bitterly.
“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry”, she said, then put the gun in her mouth an pulled the trigger.
I jumped up screaming, “nooo!”
Ruth and mum held me back on the bed. I was so relieved to see myself still in the hospital. Mum was so worried as she tried to enquire what happened. Ruth just looked at me with great concern in her eyes. I never knew I would be this happy to see Ruth. I wanted to call Sandra immediately but had to control the urge. I was discharged that day and went home with mom and Ruth.
I discovered my mom has taken so much liking to Ruth that she sleeps in my mum’s room. She goes to work from my house most times, at least twice a week. Even though Ruth was beautiful and responsible, I preferred Sandra. Ruth had everything I had ever wanted until I met Sandra.
Meeting Sandra was love at first sight. I didn’t plan for it to happen, it just did. I still like Ruth and I can marry her if need be but I can’t get rid of Sandra no matter what.
To be continued…