Brenda's POV
"You don't seem bad either."
He smirked, his hands sneaking their ways down squeezing my butt, "You don't want to start this morning. Last night service was already enough." I smirked.
"You don't expect me to see the beautiful seductive body of yours and want me to look away? Not possible!" He whispered.
He pulled me more closer landing my lips on his, our tongue moving in rhythm with the hot kiss, not realizing when he slid his big cock into my pussy.
He positioned me well on himself using his hands to guide me as he slids in and out of me, "Ughhh." I moaned.
Now that I was sober, I realized how shameless I was fucking a complete stranger I knew nothing about but my body and mind says otherwise.
I took control letting myself bounce on him as my ass shake, the burning sensation traveling through my whole body.
He stopped removing his now very erect dick as he turned me to face backwards, I positioned my ass in the doggy style as he entered me through the back.
His whole length fulling the whole of my pussy.
He placed his right hand on my waist, while his left hand was on my breast fondling it as he fucked me hard, each stroke hitting and sweet.
Soon, we both reached climax cumming. I stood up, my legs shaking a bit going into the shower to attempt bathing.
That was a good fuck to forget the ordeal of yesterday. I frowned my face remembering the ultimate betrayal I received from my so called ex husband.
I ended up scoffing after remembering it was because of then I ended up in this mess but I couldn't place it right.
If Liam could just help me find out who I truly am, how nice that would be. "I wanna go for a shower." I said when he didn't make a move to remove his dick inside of me.
He let go of me and I stood up fully staggering to the bathroom, he followed suit behind.
Walking into the bathroom as I turned on the shower, I turned back and he was beside me, stark naked.
Just his baked body was enough to turn me on. "What are you doing?" I asked, he moved closer to me more, ohhh! What a sweet morning.
We had more sex in the shower before going out, I dressed up and took my purse, "Thanks for the services, really enjoyed it."
He seem amused by my reaction, I didn't wait for him to respond before walking out of his room, I breathed out in relief.
I checked my purse confirming my room key was still there was I walked my way through the corridor , I was still hung on some hangover because of the heavy drinking last night.
Ughh. I really don't want to do this again.
I got to my room swiping the card as it opened, I entered and crashed on my bed.
I took out my phone to check the time and it was still early 7'am. There was a lot of missed calls and messages from James.
"What does he want?" I thought as I called him back, it rings for a while before he picked up, I rolled my eyes.
His loud voice coming through sounding frustrated, "Brenda, do you know how worried I have been all night."
"Is this your new trick of getting my attention huh, you know no one is home to cook for the family and…"
I interrupted him feeling annoyed at his words, "The last time I checked, we are both divorced so why should I bother on what your family feeds on or not?"
His behavior was shameless and irritating, to think I have always been obedient and trying to be a responsible wife, I rolled my eyes.
"Do you know…"
"If you want to be sued to court for harassing then try calling my number one more time, I'll be the one to end your job I promise." I shot back not giving him a moment to reply as I dropped the call.
I was done being a fool, done being treated like I wasn't needed. I need to find out who my family is now.
I stood up from the bed changing my clothes into a more suitable and comfortable dress before wearing my sandal going out.
I checked the half photo I snapped from the anonymous tip, I was there and beside someone but the head was cut off.
It was a family portrait of three, I was the only one visible and not my parents, I sighed, where was I expected to start from.
I glanced at the number below the letter, maybe this could help, I clicked on it dialing the number. It ringed for a few times before the person picked up.
"You finally decided to call." A voice came in like the person had been expecting my call before, I frowned, my insecurities boiling up.
"You could have chose a more appropriate approach, you don't have to sound rude either." I shot back, there was a little ruffles from the other end followed by laughter but it soon ended.
He cleared his throat, "You are as daring as always ." That was the end, he dropped the call before I could say anything which was frustrating.
A text message entered almost immediately he dropped the call, my face dropped, I didn't want to believe but then I just couldn't stop staring at it.
I made the decision right then without thinking, I sent back a reply and rushed to stop a cab, I checked my purse, I was short of money and the money with me could only last me a few days.
I needed a job but I still had to find out what the text message meant. I checked the message again, this time, I was sure I was at the right place.
I stopped the driver paying him as I dropped, I stared at the scene, some memories rushing through my head as I held it in pain, it soon stopped but went blank.
It was painful!
My phone started ringing again, this time it was from a private number, I picked it up , my hands shaking as I tried to balance myself, "I'm watching you Brenda." It dropped.
I turned around looking everywhere trying to find out who had called me and what exactly they wanted from me.
Now I wish James hadn't betray me, I just would have been living my private life all alone even if I can't recall my memories forever.
"What do you all want from me? Just why are you tormenting me?" I screamed out, I was responded with the echoes of the street, people staring at me like I was mad.
I'm still never given a reason or even a chance to know why I kept receiving the annoynymous tip. I'm just frustrated, I wanted to crash my phone and just stood.
I breathed out a sigh of relief, just right now and there, I too another step. A memory come in again. This time a little bit blurry.
I checked the picture sent again, it was me at this scene, the accident scene and the vague memories I was having was from here, I decided to just go to James to clarify some things since he was the one who saved me.
I stopped another cab describing the mansion to him while I waited as he ride. The ride to the mansion took up a big time before long, and we were there.
I sighed out of relief trying to be as natural as I could, I paid the taxi driver and went inside. When I got to the door, I rang the doorbell.
No one answered for a while and I opened it since I knew the passkey to the door, it opened, I stepped in but noticed the sitting room was quiet.
"James." I called slowly walking up, but my voice was answered with just the echoes, I heard a sharp voice from the other side of the room, the kitchen.
There seemed to be a heated argument going on between the two people, as I walked more closer, the voices became clear, it was James and I had no idea yet whom the second person was.
Just as I got to the door, I wanted to open it but heard something shocking, something I wouldn't have thought of being true.
My jaw dropped!