{ THE BLINDING SLAP }
Slowly, till he finally got to her.
Kristen swallowed another emptiness down her throat as she began shifting back, and as she shifted, he stepped closer.
The sound of his shoes on the ground was the only thing in the bathroom. She wasn't breathing till her back hit the wall.
Her eyes widened, and she folded her fists.
Alfred's eyes were on hers as he finally got to her and rested his right palm on the wall beside her head.
He took another look at her chest before leaning in, and she folded her fists tighter.
His face went to the side of her face, and his lips hovered on her earlobes.
She froze immediately she felt it.
"Don't tempt me" he whispered flirtatiously,, his warm breath brushing her ear gently.
Kristen blinked as he brought his face back to hers, then he gave her a flirty smile before stepping back.
"Change into something else, don't catch the flu" he said and turned his back, walking out of the bathroom, but he suddenly looked back.
He gave her n**ples the last stare before finally leaving.
Kristen released the breath she has been holding and went down, squatting beside the wall.
"I almost punched him, what if I did?, Gosh!" She muttered, holding her chest.
"But...why did he do that?, Is he a pervert or something?" She muttered again, then she suddenly covered her mouth with her palms.
"A pervert?, Really?" She mumbled with wide eyes.
The door opened, and Alfred's head bobbed in.
"Planning to start living in my bathroom?" He said, and she spranged up.
"Was just about to...to run" she replied funnily and ran out of the bathroom like flash after snatching the door from him.
Alfred watched her till she was gone, then he started laughing.
"Are there still clumsy ladies on Earth?, She's so funny"
He changed into something comfy before going out of the room, but immediately he did,his phone rang.
It's President Billy on the ID, that's what he saved his dad's line with since he doesn't really act like a dad.
To him, he's just the president of a company where he's the heir, nothing more.
"Hey, dad.... I mean... President" he picked.
President Billy cleared his throat before speaking.
"The shareholders meeting is tommorow, I need you to go in my place"
"That won't be possible, I'm going on a picnic" he lied.
"Cancel the picnic"
"What!, Cancel my enjoyment cos of your darn shareholders meeting?, Damn it I'm not interested!" He said loudly.
"It's not a request, it's an order" President Billy replied and hung up
"Hello?, Presido!, Hello!" Alfred hit his fist on the wall frustratedly.
"Why me!!!"
The door opened downstairs, and the b**ch he requested came in.
Abel sent the exact one that matches his description, and she's not even wearing a bra under the thin elastic gown she's wearing.
Despite the shortness, the gown was also slitted on the left thigh, giving out her fresh sleek skin, and the b**bs were bouncing on her chest.
"Damn!, Abel is my idol" Alfred smiled, and his phone rang as he started walking downstairs, it's Abel.
"Talk of the devil" he smiled, picking it.
"Seen the package?" Abel asked.
"She's right in front of me, I owe you a pack of strawberry flavoured condom from Milan,see you tommorow!" Alfred replied and hung up.
He finally descended the last stair, and the lady smiled as he walked to her.
He gave her a tight hug first, feeling her n*pples.
"You're so handsome, it's a pleasure I'll be warning your bed tonight" she whispered in his ear, and he broke the hug with a naughty smile.
"Name?"
"It's Erica" she replied, and he bent over her chest to kiss her n*pples one after the other
"Have you eaten?, You'll need it" he said.
"No" she smiled.
•••
Kristen got to her room and quickly peeled off the wet gown, then she got the trousers and blouse she was wearing earlier.
"I don't have much clothes, I shouldn't be wearing them excessively like this" she muttered as she put on the blouse, but just as she was about to put on the trousers, her eyes caught her disfigured @ss in the mirror, and she touched it slowly.
"So ugly, no one else must see this" she said sadly, and tears came out of her eyes
"Kristen!" Alfred's voice beckoned from downstairs, and she quickly put on the trousers.
Forgetting she has tears in her eyes, she rushed downstairs where she met him with Erica on the sofa.
She's sitting on his laps, massaging his body softly like a professional, his shirt is off.
"Yes sir" Kristen said quickly, and he raised a brow.
"What's up with the tears?"
"Tears?, Oh!, I'm sorry something actually got into my eyes!" She quickly wiped them.
"What do you want?" He faced Erica, and she kissed him instead of replying.
He giggled into the kiss, and Kristen made disgusting faces before they broke it.
"Something light, like noodles" Erica whispered after the kiss
"Noodles, make it fast" Alfred said.
"Sure sir" Kristen replied, rushing into the kitchen.
•••
<TAMARA'S PLACE>
Dinner has just been consumed, and Metawin is currently in the living room, watching Hazel Keys musical show.
He's a big fan of Hazel, so he's always smiling while watching.
He was eating from a bowl of popcorn, placing his legs on each other as he watched.
🎵 Fly me to the stars!
He sang the line of the music along as Tamara came downstairs.
She smirked when she saw he's watching Hazel Keys again.
She hates her so much,if not for anything...for what she did to Abel, leaving him with a kid, just to chase a career.
She walked to the living room and stood in front of him, blocking his view.
"Lopez!" Metawin yelled the name of the maid, and the lady came rushing.
"Yes boss!"
"Tell this moron to stop blocking my view" he said.
"Ma'am, please stop blocking his view" Lopez faced Tamara.
"Tell him I won't till he changes the channel" Tamara replied.
"She said she won't till you change the channel" Lopez told Metawin.
"Hahahaha, tell her she's so full of shit that every toilet is jealous" Metawin said.
"Tell him he doesn't need a straw cos he already sucks" Tamara replied.
"Tell her I'd have called her a pig, but the pigs would find it offensive" Metawin scoffed.
"Tell him he's like a broken condom, so useless and full of holes" Tamara replied.
"Boss!, Ma'am!!" Lopez shouted in frustration, scattering her hair madly.
"Shut up!" They shouted at once, and she started leaving.
"Come back here!" They shouted at once again, and immediately she turned back to them, she fainted on the ground.
•••
Marcel dropped Cassandra in the estate not long ago, and he went straight to an hotel.
He took his room key from the usual receptionist and winked at her before riding the elevator to the right floor.
He entered his room, and he smiled when he saw what's waiting for him.
Cassandra!
She's fully naked in bed, her legs wide already for him.
"Come on baby" she bit her lip, and he quickly drew out his belt.
"Can't wait to make you scream my name again sweetheart!" He grinned, pulling off his shirt and pants.
He was already naked before climbing the bed with her.
He dipped his face between her thighs first, kissing her labia tenderly.
"F**k, that feeling baby!" Cassandra gasped sharply, and he released warm breaths on her p*ssy as he sniffed her in.
"Hmmn!, The usual sweet smell" he inhaled, and she giggled before sitting up, pulling his head to herself.
She kissed him deeply, grabbing his d**k in the process.
"I missed you" she whispered after the kiss, caressing his cap.
"Missed you more, sweetheart, that Fool kept taking my time" he replied.
"Can't wait for you to get what you want from her, so you can be mine completely" she whispered, already inserting his rod into herself.
"So impatient" he laughed.
"F**k me till i c*m handfuls, please" she begged, and he went down with her immediately, plunging the whole of his length inside her
"Oh gawd!, Marcel!"
•••
<JENKINS FAMILY ESTATE>
Kristen finished making the noodles thirty minutes ago, and Erica ate with Alfred already, but they're still in the living room, waiting for digestion.
They're watching a modeling runway show together, with Erica on his laps like the other time, head on his chest while he played with her breasts, pressing her n**ples gently.
Kristen stood by the kitchen door, watching them in awe.
Yesterday, it was Marcel and Rita, and today it's Alfred and Erica?
This is surely crazy, in a matrimonial home?
Are they even married?, It doesn't look like it, and if it's for real, then it's mad.
Tamara came on screen in the show, and Alfred smiled.
"That's your baby sis" Erica said.
"Sure, the prettiest sis in the world" Alfred replied, and Rita showed up next.
Her appearance on the runway attracted more cameras than the others.
"And that's your...
"Don't say the next word" Alfred interrupted, and Erica laughed.
Alfred suddenly put off the TV and raised the gown up from her @ss, she's not wearing panties too!
Her @ss landed on Alfred's palms as he claimed her lips, kissing her viciously at the same time
"Jesus!" Kristen gasped with wide eyes.
"Don't tell me they're gonna do it in the living room... don't...
Erica unbolted his belt, and his already hard member spranged out.
She propelled it into her v*gina, sitting on it while he held her @ss more firmly, moving it up and down his d**k.
"Gosh!... You're so sweet Alfred!"
"Ouch!, Oh my gosh!"
"Oh geez!"
"Oh my!"
"Ohhh!!"
The slapping of their skins filled the whole living room, and Alfred did the worse by lowering her gown in the front, then he started sucking on her pointed n*pples like a baby.
Erica rode him wilder at the same time, making sure she receives his whole length at each intrusion.
"Oh ma gawd!"
"Oh ma.... Ohh!'
Kristen fell on her knees from where she's watching from, then she rested her head on the wall in a funny way.
"I just watched a live pornography, Lord take my soul"
Rita came in that minute, and immediately she saw the scene, her eyes widened.
"What the hell!, In my living room?"
They both pretended not to see her, they kept f**king.
Rita dropped her bag and smirked, then she stormed into the kitchen.
"Welcome miss" Kristen greeted, but she only grabbed the knife before rushing out of the kitchen.
Immediately Erica saw the knife, she stood from Alfred's d**k and didn't bother to wear her shoe or carry her bag.
She ran out like flash!
"Why didn't you wait!, Prostitute!, You couldn't even go to the bedroom!, Shame!!!" Rita screamed, shutting the door hard.
"What the hell is your problem!" Alfred stood, pulling up his trousers.
"You think I'll allow you constitute trash in my living room?" She replied.
"Yours or mine?, I'm still the head of this house!"
"Head of the zoo you mean?" Rita laughed.
"What!"
"Roses are red, violets are blue. Faces like yours belong in the zoo. Don't be mad, I'll be there too. Not in the cage, but laughing at you" Rita replied.
"Are you insane?" Alfred replied, moving closer.
"The fact is that you can never be an inch close to my Marcel, he's the best man in the world and not a mumpsimus like you!" She said and pushed his chest, then she got her bag from where she dropped it gave him the middle finger before going upstairs.
Alfred continued standing there like a fool, and when he finally turned, his eyes met with Kristen's by the kitchen door.
She gave him a pitiful look, and when she made to talk, he went upstairs.
•••
<NEXT MORNING~ABEL'S PLACE>
"Grrr!!!" The alarm sounded on Abel's bedstand, and his eyes opened drowsily.
He's in bed with a b*tch, . His d**k is still inside her. He buried himself inside her to sleep last night.
He scrunched up his face before pulling out of her, then he kissed her breast and got down.
"It's morning already?" The lady asked.
He got his wallet and dropped cash for her.
"Dress up and leave" he said and left the room.
He entered Bright's room and found him still sleeping.
He sat beside him and kissed his forehead first.
"Wakey wakey, it's Monday!, Young Thug needs to go to school!" He sang, and he opened his eyes slowly.
"Daaadd" he called in the usual way, rubbing his eyes.
"Did you sleep well?" Abel asked, helping him up.
"No" Bright replied, hugging him.
"Why?"
"I dreamt about mum, she said she's coming back soon" he replied, and Abel sighed before standing, carrying him in his arms into the bathroom
"Let's hope she does, ok?" He said, and Bright nodded.
He's in the bathroom already, and they brushed together then he dropped him in the jacuzzi tub after stripping him.
"Do you even have the right to see my wee wee?, I'm a big man yunno" he said, covering his d**k
"When did this one start?" Abel laughed.
"Gist me about the lady that slept here last night, What did you do in your room?"
"We prayed and casted out evil spirits" Abel replied.
"Was that why she was shouting?" Bright asked.
"Shouting?, Abel blinked.
"She was like Abel kill me!, Abel bury me!, Ouch Abel cut my head!" Bright replied dramatically, and Abel laughed so hard till he fell on his butt.
"Seriously?, Thought you were already asleep you bad boy"
"Her screams woke me, she was so loud" Bright replied as Abel began scrubbing his body with the soft sponge.
"Sorry about that Young Thug" he replied, and Bright smiled.
"I'm glad you won't leave me like mum" he said.
"I love you bestie!" Abel replied.
"I love you more daaadd" Bright giggled.
•••
<JENKINS FAMILY ESTATE>
Kristen woke up as early as five, and she washed the stained bedsheets.
It doesn't seem like Rita is ready to take it to a laundromat, so she did it to be safe from another slap from her.
Immediately she finished washing, she cleaned the whole house except their rooms.
She'd take care of the rooms after they leave the house.
Rita came downstairs in her see-through nightie, speaking to Marcel on phone.
"Of course we'd meet today, I miss you already"
"Let's have lunch together... Photoshoot?, I have three to do today but I'll always have time for my baby!"
"See ya!, Bye!, Kisses!, I love you!"
She hung up and kissed the phone before facing Kristen who was standing in the living room.
"Stinky, is breakfast ready?" She asked.
"My name is Kristen" she replied.
"It's my choice to call you Stinky, any problem?" Rita smirked.
"No.... problem" Kristen replied, and she smirked.
"I asked a question"
"Oh...I was waiting for your orders" Kristen replied.
"Make macaroni and salad, then prepare some cheese as a side dish for me" Rita said.
"Yes ma'am' Kristen ran into the kitchen, and Rita sat in the living room.
She dialled Cassandra's line.
"Hey idiot, get here in the next one hour, I'm too tired to dress up by myself this morning, so come dress me up" she said.
"Sure" Cassandra replied, and she hung up.
Alfred came down and ignored her.
Rita hissed as he entered the kitchen.
"Goodmorning Mr Jenkins" Kristen greeted.
He only nodded as he got himself a cup of warm water which he drank.
"Whatever you're cooking, cook four people's portion" he said, and she faced him.
"Sir?"
"I have a friend who rarely comes out, he hates cooking but loves homemade food. I'll give you his address and you'll go give him" he replied.
"Sure sir" she smiled.
"No one is taking any food out of this house" Rita said, coming in.
"Continue making what I ordered" Alfred said, and Kristen made to resume cooking...
"If you make food for four, then you're fired!" Rita shouted, and Kristen's eyes widened.
"Make food for four" Alfred said, and Kristen swallowed hard before turning on the cooker.
She was about to place a pot of water on it when Rita walked to her and turned her to herself.
She made to slap her but Alfred held her hand.
"Stop, it's too early to start nonsense" he said in a cool voice.
"@sshole!" Rita shot hotly, and before he knew it, she slapped him with her second hand.
"Rita!" Alfred gasped, holding the face.
Kristen's eyes widened, and that flickering moment, she forgot she's a maid in this mansion.
She forgot about Rocky or any f**king body.
She turned Rita to herself, and before Rita could move a lid, she gave her a thunderous resounding slap, and Rita went blind temporarily.
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TB Continued...