As I stood in that wardrobe and heard them perform their sex acts……As stupid as it may sound my d–k was rising fully again and was now poking painfully at the door….stupid organ!!! Wonder why it had to have a mind of its own……..
Cigaro grunted in pleasure as he orgasmed and Sophia followed soon after announcing her o—-m with a deep and guttural grunt as I heard the bed creak under them………”d–n that girl is a frigging dog”, I said to myself………..i just wanted to wrap my hands around her throat and never let go until she was dead but that would never be possible, not if I wanted to make it out of this environment in one piece….
As soon as Cigaro had finished, I heard the door open and close as his heavy footsteps left the room…..just then I understood why she had approached me for sex, Cigaro treated her like a sex slave using her to gratify his endless sexual cravings…..I felt a pang of guilt wash through me for calling her a dog in my mind a few moments ago, she was obviously looking for someone to make her feel like a woman and not an object of lust………she deserved more than this!!!!!!! That notwithstanding I needed to get out of this wardrobe and fast, my toes were beginning to feel numb and my back was aching….
I watched her through the adjoining slabs of the wardrobe……I saw her lift her sweat covered body off the bed and mutter the words, ”son of a b—h”under her breath, my suspicions were confirmed……..she was indeed highly dissatisfied with Cigaro but hey who am I to intervene in their case………I heard her slip to the bathroom and smash the door shut, as quickly as I could, I pried open the door of the wardrobe and stumbled out feeling a little bit dizzy and wobbly from the awkward position I had kept in the wardrobe but that was not important right now……..I hurriedly stuffed the clothes I had knocked over in the wardrobe back and shut the doors…….the shower was now running in the bathroom…….As I made to leave the room…….I could hear Sophia sobbing and crying in the shower……..I resisted the urge to barge into that shower and scuttle her up in my arms and console her till she stopped crying……..but that would be foolishness on my part I thought as I continued making my way towards the door…….placing my hand on the door knob I clicked open the door ever so slightly and made my way outside after ensuring that it had been closed properly…….I made my way to my room and plugged the phone, locked my door securely and made my way to the parlour where I met Cigaro sipping from a bottle of Mc Dowells calmly as he looked at me with bloodshot eyes…..”av been looking for you since I got back from the herbalist’s place”, he said, ”Where have you been”………”been in the gym”, I replied looking him straight in the eyes……”That’s ok”, he said as he noticed the sweat on my polo not knowing that I got the sweat from been in the wardrobe for too long……
”I’ll soon send you on a very important hit, you just av to prepare yourself”, I was shocked but I dared not show it……….Without saying a word, I went to the bar picked up a bottle of Carlo Rossi and headed back to my room so it would seem as if it was the main reason I had visited the sitting room………..
A hit!!!! so soon!!!!! God help me!!!!