Lydia's heart - Episode 9

 

Vicky watches the young girl that has been his only consolation for being locked up in one place playing around in the garden. She has grown so fast as if she eats fertilizer in place of food. The long hair, supple cheeks, all day bubbling spirit always remind him of someone he tries so much to remember but his head always hurt anytime he tries that.

The white car drives in and stops at the car park, the guards ran to carry the things she came with which are sure more new clothes for him and the girl and also foodstuffs for the house.

The guards scurry immediately as they have scurried down carrying the big bags. They have been given orders no to bother him but to serve him; he bets they are being paid enough to be at her beck and call.

The lady walks towards him, taking her time to show off her assets; this time she wore a very short tight red gown, pimping her small front to show very well and her back side barely covered.

When she got close to him, she hugged him pressing her front to his broad chest; she smiled and pecked him “how have you been” she asks

Vicky stepped back, the throbbing in-between his legs is becoming hard for him to control “I am sorry Mah, I am afraid you can’t do such in front of the little girl”

The lady smile and stepped closer “ignore her, she is just a kid and please stop calling me mah, it makes me feel old; you can call me Stacy.

Would love it if you call it with passion” she says and run her long claws on his lips down to his chest.

“Daddy…. Daddy, see I caught a butterfly” the little girls shouts happily and runs towards Vicky

“she calls you Daddy” she asks frowning

“yes, at least a consolation for you keeping me here” he sneered and turns to hug her “Hey Lydia slow down, you will fall” he shouts and runs to her embrace

Stacy’s face became red hot as her efforts were not even noticed. She checked out her dressing; she bought that dress newly just to impress him but he never spared her glance “was something wrong with her” she wondered 

She has kept him here, feeding him and giving him drugs to make him forget about that stupid lady that thinks she can take her man from her.

Truly she rejected Vicky advances as a bartender but when she did a background check and found out something juicy, her interest increases but he was already with someone else who knows nothing about his status.

The stupid girl got pregnant and now the baby even calls him Daddy; to make matters worse he named her Lydia, of all names he choose Lydia.

That infuriates her; she has to strike while the iron is still hot. Keeping him here yields just a little result, maybe she has to use her power as a woman; she looked at their retreating back laughing happily. She bit her lips; she must get pregnant for him and maybe then she can take him back to his parents and be the first lady. She hated herself for always seeking the attention of good men but this one she must never allow to go free; she slams her door angrily and lay on the bed “since Mohammed doesn’t visit mountain, the mountain will now visit Mohammed.

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Vicky laid Lydia quietly on her bed, he doesn’t know who really the little girl is but why he chooses to name her Lydia was what he couldn’t comprehend as the name always comes to his mind as if he owes her. He sighed and covered her with a thick blanket, switched off the lights and closed the door quietly.

He  opened his room and wonder who switched off the lights. He locates the switch and pressed it on; the sight that  greeted him was Stacy lying with her legs widely spread apart stark n*ked.

The red pinkish mole in between her legs seems swollen and inviting, the soft skin were just supple and chocolate just like Lydia’s. “Lydia again” he wonders “who is this lady”

“come on lover boy; you don’t like the sight; come here” she pats the bed s*xily licking her lips “and I will make you forget all your worries”

Vicky wanted to bark at her to get out of his room but found himself walking sheepishly towards her licking his lips at the delicious meal in front of him. He has starved himself too much that it is time to devour the meal.

Stacy smiled triumphantly and starts zipping open his shorts and brought out the stiff mould ready to act. She smiles s*xily and brought her moist mouth down to action, her pleasure is not what matters now, she just need his seed planted inside her.

The nerve that grabbed him and moan under him swung him into action as he starts pounding away determined to pound her sore, beside that is what she wants. He made a quick eye contact and increased his pace

After some minutes, Vicky rolled away tired but fulfilled, slept off immediately. Stacy stood up quietly and walked inside the bathroom; although he callex her Lydia during his climax that never bothers her. Maybe she will increase the dose of drugs given to him; the thoughts of calling the girl Lydia never bothered her again calling her that will always remind her that Lydia is right under her palm.

She dried herself and walked out of the bath n*ked inside the room; she looked at the man that had her few seconds ago and lay n*ked beside him “we must definitely be together Vicky, no lady has the right over you except me” with that she encircled her n*ked body on his, this stirred something in Vicky but he is so done that night

“good night love” Stacy murmured, pecked him and drifts to sleep. Vicky waited for her to sleep before leaving the bed and lay on the bare floor

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HEY, HOW WAS YOUR DAY; MINE WAS GOOD
 

NOW WE HAVE THREE LYDIA, I HOPE YOU WILL NOT GET CONFUSED WHEN I MENTION THEM IN EACH SCENE. WHEN THEY EVER COME TOGETHER I WILL TRY AS MUCH TO IDENTIFY THEM
 

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