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Sandra hears beeping coming from Derek’s back pocket. He obviously forgot to take his second mobile phone with him. It sounded like a text. Sandra as scandalous as she is at times had never checked Derek’s messages before but for some reason she felt very tempted. She approached his coat pocket, thought twice then walked away.
About 20 minutes went by when a further four messages rang through on Derek’s phone.
This person must really need to get hold of him for some reason. I would find it hard to believe it’s four different people in this short space at time. He is suppose to be at work. Don’t they no that.
Temptation now getting the better of her, she convinced herself that she has the right
to check his phone. You see Derek was a player before and when they first met he fucked out on her. Three months into there relationship. She should have left his arse back then but fell pregnant and things changed. They ended up falling in love and Derek promised her eternity on their wedding day.
Now they are five years into their marriage and Sandra still won’t let it go. Derek if you ever cheat again I’ll cut your mother fucking dick off, she’d often say to him during an heated argument. You see when things are good they are really good but when things are bad they can be fucking terrible.
Beep Beep. A fifth text within 25 minutes. Six altogether. Sandra decided to check the first of the six text.
‘Hi baby it’s Laura, bin waitin for u in d cold for 20 mins. I need u 2 cum n keep me warm. I no you told me not 2 call dis phone but I mus ave erased the other phone number u gave me by accident. X x x kisses kisses kisses. I got here on time for once.’
Sandra at this time not knowing what to do or how to feel continues to read.
Second text. ‘Baby u r now 25 mins late. I am cold hun n need sum body heat. I only ave enough creds to text so pls call me hun.’
Third text. ‘Derek I’m getin upset now. U beta not b standin me up 4 no other chick. I’m waitin. Call me pls.’
Sandra was now pissed. And this bitch don’t even know he has a wife. What the fuck.
Tears started to swell up in Sandra’s eyes. Her beautiful brown starlit eyes now looking like swollen water melons.
The fourth text was irrelevant. It had no impact on any suspicion Sandra had. It was blatant and in her face. She read on.
‘ Derek after I bin waitin 4 so long, I beta b getin sum good DICK. LOL. Babes I’m tryin 2 b patient. X’
Sandra threw the phone to the wall without reading the fifth or sixth text. Her blood boiling, she was fuming. She came out of herself. Out of body. And in this mode it was a good thing Derek wasn’t home.
‘I told that lying fuck not to do this to me again. We have a fucking daughter for Gods sake. I can’t believe this shit. What do I do. Shit. Sandra think. Fuck him up real bad. Fuck him. Sandra think.’
Tears were now dripping down her cheeks. Spreading wildly all over her face until her face became ocean filled. Panicking and shivering she couldn’t breathe. Sandra had Asthma and felt herself hyperventilating. Breathe Sandra breathe. She took in deep breaths. Inhaling and exhaling until her body found its way back to normal. You see prior to this Sandra went through a similar situation where she lost consciousness when her father died. She had always practiced meditation and breathing exercises ever since. This was her biggest test to those exercises to date.
I need to call Trish. I need my girl.
Sandra ran to the kitchen and picked up the house phone. Her thoughts still hazy. What’s Trisha’s number again? I can’t think. Shit. 07940. No. 07930 282 000. That’s it. She rang Trisha’s number. It rang out. Fuck. Call again.
“ Sandra what’s up girl?”
“ He done it again.”
“ Done what. Who done what? Your not making any sense.”
“ Him.”
“ Who?”
“ Derek. He done it again. Trish. He fucked out on me. I feel sick.”
Sandra started vomiting in the kitchen sink whilst Trisha remained on the phone confused. Tears developing in her eyes also. She hates to hear her girl in pain.
“ Sandra, Sandra are you there.”
“ Yeah Trish sorry. ”
“ For what.”
“ I don’t no. I just am. Why me? Why do I have to go through this bullshit again. What did I do wrong?” Sandra continued.
“ Sandra I’m coming round.”
“ no.”
“ What do you mean no? I’m coming round and that’s final.”
“ No. I’m gonna get him for this. I’m gonna fuck his cousin like I should have years ago. Fuck Derek. I’ll cut his mother fucking dick off. I mean it.”
“ What. Stop talking shit Sandra. I’m coming round.”
“ No. Bye.”
Sandra hung up on Trisha. Gathered herself up and called Justin. Derek’s younger cousin. She only met him a handful of times. At weddings and funerals mostly.
Since the first major event Sandra witnessed in Derek’s family other than their own wedding day. Derek caught Justin hitting on her and their relationship changed ever since. Their wasn’t any other person Sandra could fuck to piss Derek off worse.
“ Justin speaking.”
“ Justin it’s Sandra.” I don’t know if I should be calling you but I needed a man other than my father and Derek to talk to.”
Justin slightly taken back replied, “ What’s wrong?”
“ Can I come over and talk to you? ”
“ Where’s Derek? ”
Sandra had to think fast. “ At work. I think. I really need to talk Justin.”
“ Ok.”
“ Are you still living down Wembley? ”
“ Yeah! Near the triangle. Do you remember your way?”
“ Yeah. I’ll be there soon ok? ”
“ Ok.”
“ Sandra hung up and jumped in her Kompressor. It took her about thirty minutes to get to Justin whilst driving most of the way at 40 miles per hour. All kinds of thoughts were going through her mind. Should I just jump him. Talk or what. If we talk I might break down again and kill the mood. Damn Sandra calm yourself.
To be continued
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Hey Ladies and fella’s its Darren Moxam here. Man don’t you think we’ve been waiting for far to long for the second part of this Sandra’s revenge story. This d_nero punks taking liberties. Thinks he’s all that making us wait. I got some names for a punk like that. But I won’t call them.
Anyway he promised me something. After I say my little piece he’ll put out. So lets see if this dude sticks to his word. I’m getting frustrated to. What happened between Justin and Sandra. I wanna no.
Sandra’s revenge
Page 3. Revenge could be sweet
She arrived outside of Justin’s house not knowing what to expect. She went through great lengths to look good for someone who isn’t even her man. She wore the tiniest of dresses showing off over three quarters of her legs and her arse crack. Her body curvy and perfectly demonstrating what fine art she is. Slut and sophistication.
She always carried herself well but today she aimed to be a slut in the bedroom wearing as little as possible.
Her nipples were already wet, piercing through her dress. She had no bra or panties on. Soaking down below. She knew what she wanted. This was no longer about Derek and Justin. This was about getting fucked. Something Derek hadn’t done to her in a long while. Yeah she may regret it afterwards but she couldn’t see past today and today Sandra is dangerous.
Before getting out of her car she checked her make-up in her mirror right above her dashboard. Her make-up was flawless hiding away her once crying eyes. Lip-stick a deep red and two inch stiletto’s underneath her firm calves. Any man would love those lips around their cock today whilst she does it with her heals on. That’s for sure. She looked like porn in the making.
Sandra came out of her car and knocked on Justin’s door. The bell didn’t work. Typical bum she thought.
Justin opened the door in his robe. He looked big. Real big. Not slim like that d_nero kid from face pic. You no the one with his chest out all posing and shit. Nah! Justin was a beast. Arms thick. She never knew him like this before. It had been a while and any guilt she had just went. This dude was real attractive. New diamond studs and everything. Six packed ripped, with chocolate skin complexion similar to d_nero’s.
About the only thing they have in common.
‘Damn I wanna fuck this kid.’ She thought to herself.
“ Come in.”
She done what she was told with lust in her eyes.
“ So what do you want?” He continued.
“ I just want to talk that’s all.”
“ Talk about what?”
“ Don’t be like that” she replied.
“ Be like what. Come here.”
She done what she was told. He lifted her up like a doll and put her on top of his marble table. Black. Very sparkly. He’s doing well for himself after all.
Opening up her legs to the widest, he noticed she had no panties on.
“ You came here to get fucked didn’t you?” He said with very little respect. She liked this.
“ Well your cousin ain’t fucked me in a little while, so fuck him. Fuck his bitch. And fuck you to. Just put the dick in.”
Justin grabbed hold of her hair with his right hand firmly. It hurt her but it felt good. With his left hand he held her neck tight. Sandra arched her back making access for his penis. Her legs wrapped themselves around half of Justin’s buttocks and waist.
He started to thrust himself inside her and she knew what time it was. Her juices told him that. In and out he slid his big hard black cock inside her. For her it had never felt so good before. Not even with Derek. Sometimes getting fucked is simply better than making love. No boundaries. No respect.
He stopped. Lifted her off his marble table and up the stair case.
She was crying. She wanted more dick.
“ Shut the fuck up.” He spoke ignoring her plea and continuing to carry her towards his bedroom.
There waiting was a queen size bed and three cabinets. Two beside his bed. His bed cover was charcoal.
A scent was lingering in his room. Smelt like scented candles still lingering from a previous night that Sandra wasn’t involved in. Justin is still a player she thought to herself. But this somehow attracted her even more. What have I been missing out on.
Justin placed her on his queen bed. Her head up against one of his four pillows. He started to kiss down her body. His lips tasting her neck. Nipples. Then towards her belly button before his favourite. Her clit. Licking and teasing he tasted her well. Drinking her and she loved this Xxx action. His tongue explored inside her hole.
“ lick my clit some more you little fuck.”
Justin did so without hesitation. According to his friends he’d never do this but in the bedroom women saw a different side. Its like being in a rave and the DJ say’s put your hands in the air if you don’t bow. Justin would be the first to put his hands up. A lot of men do it. A lot of men lie.
She spoke “ Come inside me.”
“ No wait.”
She continued to watch Justin’s deep dark brown eyes as he continued to suck on her second pair of lips and clit until she almost came. Justin read the signs then got up. Fist to the bed. Arms even thicker now. Veins popping like he had just being doing press-ups. He motioned her to slide down and she did so until point of contact was made. Re-established.
This time around however Justin’s thrusting was much more aggressive. He aimed to tear her apart. Tear out her insides and that he did and done it well. Until the climax.
The buss of nut. She came first. He came last. He always came last. If his tongue didn’t make them cum then his dick would do the job.
After the sin was made. Adultery committed. Guilt started to hit Sandra.
“ what the fuck am I doing here. I need to get outer here.”
“ Nah wait.”
“ Wait for what?”
To be continued.
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