The train was quite filled but our cabin was empty.
We both sat on the same seat. I looked through the window admiring nature in a fast way.
Clark whispered in my ears.
"It's gonna take an hour before we arrive and I want your pussy"
His words alone drove me wild and made my pussy wet.
His hands rubbed against the fabric covering my pussy.
I felt thrilled at the way he massaged my pussy through the fabric. I shifted my pants under my ass and leaned back on the chair and allowed Clark to do his dirty job.
He puts his two fingers in my pussy. It was so easy for him because my pussy was already wet from his early massage.
The slopping sounds increased just as his speed increased. I was on the verge of orgasm when he said to me
“Cum in my mouth”
I stood up and he had his head bent on the seat, my pussy was directly on his mouth. I sat on his mouth as he inserted his tongue and sucked my pussy.
My knees buckled as I squirted all my juices in his mouth. He drank it all with pleasure. I stood up and re arranged my panties.
I loosed his belt, massaging his already hard cock, when the train came to a halt. We arrived Garden city.
Clark buckled his belt back and said in a mild tone.
“It seems luck was on your side”
“Yes dear” I replied.
We both laughed at what I said.
We boarded a taxi, down to 119 Cherry Valley Avenue Garden City.
My parent’s house was quite the luxury. The only peculiar thing I loved about that place was the garden of lilies located at the east side of my room.
I always had my window opened because of the last loving scent it filled my room with.
“Good morning mother… Good morning father” I paid my respect to my parents.
“I thought you’d never show up” My mother replied in with a faint smile on her face as she sipped her coffee.
“Don’t say that to my angel. Sarah how’ve you been? You’ve not called or send texts. Why’s that my angel?” My father asked as he grabbed my hands.
I knew that he was the only one that truly missed my presence.
“Well Dad that’s because you’ve not checked your mail box, I’ve sent you numerous emails which you’ve not read I guess” I answered knowing fully well my father hated mails.
I created his email account for him, where he could receive his daily reports of the activities in his company.
“That’s true. I haven’t opened my mail in weeks” My father confessed with a sad look on his face.
“Who’s this shabby man with you?”
“Come on mother don’t call him that” I cautioned my mother’s misplace of words.
“Wow this morning is indeed special, see who shows up out of the blues? My wonderful elder sister I haven’t seen you in a while but I don’t care. I long for your absence.” My sister said to me as she gave hugged me from a distance.
I can’t care more or less cause I’m already used to her hate and jealousy over my position as the first born and heir to all my father’s inheritance.
My family is quite the weird one everyone says.
My father, Mr. Leonard Lane he is the CEO of LLS Investment Company; one of the top wealthiest company in New York.
My father is a 6 foot tall, average body sized with a slow growing stomach. My father is the only one who loved me in my family. Right from my child hood I was despised by my mother and sister.
My father increased the hate in them when he appointed me as his assistant manager.
My mother felt like strangling me to death. Sometimes she says I’m a witch and I bewitched my father.
Mrs. Fiona Lane my mother, agile and firm in nature. She was strict and the only woman that caused pain and terror in my life.
She hated me right from childhood, making me do hard chores while Becky lazes herself around like a pile of sand.
At a point on my life I asked her the reason for all her hate, her response sent shivers down my spine when she said,
“You’re the only child I could get out of your father who definitely makes you legitimate and not Becky. I wished you were dead but it seems you’ve proven too young to die.”
Those words still haunt my soul whenever I got close to her. She had tried killing me multiple times, drooping a rat trap on the stairs. Pouring nails on the floor and many others. I survived them all.
My mother is a slimy, cunning and aggressive woman. She taught my father the fierceness he displayed to his workers.
Becky Lane, my sister. 5 foot tall, nice shaped breasts and lovely backside which she used to entice both boys and men.
The only person who has snatched many things in my life, from Marlow my teddy bear down to my ex boyfriend Kelvin.
Kelvin is my first love, the first man I dated in my life. I loved him, he loved me but his timid attitude and love for sex made him lose to Becky’s seduction.
Becky seduced him and fucked him. She sent the video clip to me.
I was shattered beyond repair. I vowed never to love again until I met Clark. The best thing that happened in my life.
He made my life blossom back to its full peak. I loved him and he loved me but I didn’t want to put him in the wrong position.
Heartbreak was the last thing I wished in my life because I feared if it might take my life.
“Who’s this handsome lad you carried along to our house?” Becky asked me with a mischievous smile on her face.
“Father Mother this is Clark Denard my fiance. As you can see we’re engaged to be married soon” I said while waving my fingers in happiness.
“This is good news. Have you fixed a date for this blissful union?” My father asked as he hugged me tightly in his arms.
“We’re lacking funds for it. That’s part of my reason of meeting you father” I confessed as I feigned a smile on my face.
“That’s not a problem my angel. Cost all your expenses and give me the details, I’ll give you the money” My father said in a loud tone.
“Thank you sir” Clark said in a mild tone.
“Mr. Clark Denard. It’s good to have you in our home. Welcome to our family” My father replied as they both cemented the bond with a handshake.
My mother clasped her hands directing all attention to her.
“Wow isn’t that cute? Becky brings a man she wants and you reject him cause he's a chain smoker and this scumbag Sarah brought you accepted him when you don't even know him"
"I trust my angel so much that she can bring in a scumbag as Becky's fiance... So Sarah I would like you to spend a few days with me?". My father asked with a smile on his face.
I had no option than to accept my father's proposal but my heart was filled with fear of the unknown.