Chapter 7 Finding Out The Truth About Cecile

• I arrived home and alighted from my car; I had noticed a change of sound coming from the engine and that bothered me. The car was long overdue for maintenance and checkup but I have been too busy or maybe pretending to be too busy because I was too lazy to go see the engineer.
• After standing and staring for five minutes like there was something I could do about it, I turned around and headed for the door. Just as I opened the front door silently, the thought of Pete’s advice which had escaped my mind minutes ago, returned again. I had been pondering over the whole thing and it just felt absurd.
• I would never have the courage to say such a thing to Cecile, even though I really like Pete’s idea and I wish I could. Cecile is really hot and has nice boobs and ass; she is heavily endowed and has a beautiful face as well.
• Aside from lacking the courage to say the words, and being afraid that she would tell my father if I eventually did so, a part of me was still scared that she might agree. I mean, what if she agrees? I have never had sex with someone that older than me before? What if it all comes out embarrassing?
• Things will become awkward, especially when we live in the same house and I will have to face her every day. How would I get over that shame if it was to occur?
• I sighed and pushed the thought of that to the back of my mind; I shouldn’t worry over this, I was not even going to tell her anyway, I am too much of a coward to do so.
• I walked into the sitting room silently, tiptoeing to avoid drawing attention to myself. Of course I didn’t want to set my eyes on anybody or want anybody to see me either. If there was a way to live in this house without encountering any of those ladies, then I would really love it.
• I had almost made it to the stairs when I heard Cecile’s voice and I paused; she was on a phone call in the kitchen which was very close to the dining, before the sitting room. I rolled my eyes like she could see me and climbed the first step but then I paused again.
• I was curious to know who she was speaking with over the phone. Was it Dad? What was she telling him? Did she perhaps know about last night? I had not seen her this morning before school because I sneaked off very early in my bid to avoid contact with her.
• I tiptoed to the dining room and stopped, I could hear her clearly now. But that was when the real shock came; she wasn’t speaking to Dad, but she was talking about Dad to whoever she was on the phone with.
• “Oh Simon, I know that you love me a lot but I am doing this for the both of us. You know very well that I only married Mr. Trevor for his money, I have no other need for him. As soon as I get what I want from him, I will request for a divorce and still have my share of his wealth, and then we can get married and live together happily forever.” I heard Cecile say with a little giggle.
• My jaws dropped in shock and I had to muffle myself from making a sound, my eyes widened in disbelief. Wait, disbelief? Of course I knew that something wasn’t right, this marriage just didn’t make sense to me because of how sudden it happened.
• I quickly brought out my phone and began to record the whole thing. The kitchen door was slightly open and so I could capture a little visual of her, but the voice was my main focus. She wouldn’t be able to deny that voice when I use it against her.
• “Of course you can trust me sweetheart. Mr. Trevor is such a dummy, I can't believe he fell for my lies. How could I possibly love an ugly widower who can't even satisfy me in bed, do you know that he has got such a short dick and he barely lasts ten minutes before he cums and falls asleep like a log of wood. Like yikes, I just have to put up with him for the money and I was so glad last night when he got the call from Russia.
• I mean, you can’t believe my excitement when it happened. We were already prepared for our wedding night and I had gone through the stress of dressing up in a sexy lingerie all for him, but then his stupid dick wouldn’t even stand because according to him, he was tired and we could do it the next day.
• Like gosh, I was so disappointed, I just had to pretend like I was okay with it and I happened to give him a blow job to make him feel like I loved him. He had spilled his disgusting cum in my mouth less than three minutes later and I felt like throwing up.
• I would always enjoy having cum in my mouth but not from that old rich fool. I am only here to extort him, so there is nothing to worry about, Simon. Our plan is going to work and we are going to be rich, just me, you and Laura. We are all going to live comfortably,” Cecile said in a happy tone.
• I didn’t know if to feel happy or upset about the whole thing. I couldn't believe the disgusting things she was saying about my father and to think that he genuinely loves her. Why is life so unfair?
• “Oh honey, you mean his son? Don’t worry about the dummy. I really tried to be friends with him just for pretend sake but he doesn’t trust me yet. I don’t even give a damn about how he feels, but I have to put up the act to please his father. I mean, if he feels that I love his son, he wouldn’t hold back the cash. The moment he gives me the keys to the house, I will get what I need and we can run off to somewhere else and have a life.” She said and giggled
• I clenched my fist and saved the video immediately, I had gotten more than enough evidence to use against her, now I just needed to duplicate and save this somewhere safe. This slut has messed with the wrong family and I will make sure she is exposed and punished for it.
• I sneaked out of the dining room without being noticed and then climbed up the stairs to my room. That whore that married my father for money has crossed the lines, I would teach her a lesson she wouldn’t forget in a hurry.
• To be continued!!