One night...

❤ JUST ONE NIGHT 💦🍆

(No strings attached 🙃)

Written by Authoress Ti Fe ❤📚

PART 8

I got to the house and started searching everywhere for my brother Pablo, "where did he go this time?"

"Pablo!" I called out and I got to the response. Then all of a sudden, the door opened and my granny walked in shivering.

"Granny, what are you doing out this late?" I asked folding my hands and glaring at her.

"Don't look at me like that Timi Son, your brother knows I love going out at night." She said sitting on the couch carefully.

"And he let you come out?" I asked and heard Pablo reply as he walked in through the front door.

"I don't let her willing, she always disturbs saying she misses her youthful days and wants to watch some youths do their thing," Palo replied and we hugged each other.

"How have you been brother?" He asked and I smiled nodding.

"I have been great. You are in so late today, I have been calling out your name." I responded and he signed walking to the fridge.

"Yes, I had to drop Cynthia at her friend's place. Boma is with her, I think her friend needs someone right now." He said and arched my brows.

"I don't get you," I replied.

"I meant, she had issues with her man again and needs someone to talk to. So Cynthia offered to help, and Boma insisted to go with his mother rather than stay with me. Thank God you are here, I would have been left alone to deal with granny." He said passing me a bottle of beer.

"Thanks," I responded looking at grandma again.

"Stop looking at me like that Timi, I am no baby and I can take of myself." She said and I walked to her and sat next to her.

"You know what mother would do if I told her you walked at night? She would take you home and lock you in a room. Not because she hates you, but because she wants to keep you safe." I uttered and she looked at me.

"You won't tell her, would you?" She asked fearfully and I shook my head.

"Only on one condition, if you don't walk at night again. When last did you speak to mother Pablo?" I asked gulping down part of my bear.

"This morning, she called to check up on Cynthia, Boma, and Granny. What about you? When last did you talk to her?" He asked.

"Less than a week ago. I don't want to talk to her for now, she would keep bothering me to get a wife." I said and Granny laughed.

"She wants the best for you, Timi." She started trying to get up from the couch.

"Let me help you. Where are you going?" I asked holding her hand and helping her get up

"I am heading to my room, of course, I need to sleep. I miss my great-grandson already." She said and Pablo sighed.

"Boma would be back tomorrow. Granny, you can't just go to bed, you are yet to eat." Pablo said looking at us and I stopped walking.

"You need to eat something, you are too old to go to bed on an empty stomach," I added and she smiled.

"Y'all don't have to worry. I got some barbecues on my way back, I am filled." She said and Pablo and I looked at each other and widened our eyes.

"You are eating street food?!" We chorused and she shrugged her shoulders.

"And so what? I felt like. Can you please let me go to my room now? You are holding me back." She said looking at my hand which was on hers and I quickly released her hand.

"You can't eat street food granny. You are too old for that, homemade food is the best for you." Palo said and I nodded in response.

"Can you just let me be you these children? I am old, not a prisoner. I can do whatever I like, so let me be." She said with a smile on her face and I sighed walking back to the couch and sitting on it.

"Good night Granny," I said and she nodded dragging her feet to the door of her room.

"You are trying brother," I said and he chuckled walking to me and sitting next to me.

"You can't imagine." He said and I laughed.

"How are things with Cynthia and Boma?" I asked and he smiled looking at me.

"Can't be better, we are cool." He said and I nodded gulping down another part of my beer.

"Can we talk?" Palo asked and I narrowed my gaze at him.

"Of course, what's up?" I asked.

"It's about you Timi, When do you plan on settling down? I don't think mother pressurizing you about it is bad. You would be thirty in three days." He said and I sighed placing the bottle on the table.

"I know I am thirty and I should have a fiancee but I haven't found the right person yet," I answered.

"You haven't find the right person because you aren't giving them a chance. You can't just see the label of the right person on their forehead. You need to be in a relationship." He said and I bobbed.

"I know, but..." I let out but he cut me short.

"No, but okay? Do something about it. There are so many beautiful women in San Francisco, with a very pleasing characters. You just need to put yourself out there to find one." He said and all I could think of was Sharon as he spoke.

I stared into space and was lost thinking about her.

"...are you still listening to me?" He asked and I jerked back to reality.

"Oh... Yeah, yes. I would do something about it." I said faking a smile and he smiled back nodding.

"I should go to bed now, I have to pick up Cynthia and Boma early tomorrow morning. You know your way to the room right?" He inquired and I nodded.

"Good night." I asserted.

"Good Night, and go to bed early." He said and walked out of sight. I rested my back on the couch and picked out my phone.

I went through my social media handles and then saw a notification pop up. I clicked on it and I checked it out.

"Sharon liked my picture? That means she went through my profile." I thought happily clicking on hers to see if she accepted the friend request...

But I was disappointed when I saw it was still pending. She probably didn't want to talk to me.

***

"Ahhhh, baby I am cu*mming." Victor moaned on top of me and I just stared at him. I didn't know why I wasn't satisfied.

I needed an Orgasm but he could make me have it.

He came inside of me and laid next to me panting hard.

"That was incredible Baby." He said and I smiled staring at the ceiling. I was still horny as f**k.

"I would go clean up," I said picking my phone and earpiece, I stood up and walked into the bathroom. I opened the drawer and picked out my key.

I used it to open my drawer and drew out my vibrator. This is the only thing that could make me fine at the moment.