He had asked it innocently, without ulterior motives. I saw it in his eyes. But without giving us time to answer, he probably noticed that I was no longer wearing my pretty dress.

Nelson: Why are you in jogging Naomi?

When he asked this question, I began to panic inside. What if he guessed everything?

Tony: There was a little accident. Naomi tripped in the pool.

Nelson: What? What ? What happened ?

Tony: Nothing. I was able to get her out of the water in time.

Nelson: Naomi how are you?

I was deep in thought. Rather in my fears in fact. Shame ! If Nelson found out what happened earlier? What I was still about to do just a few minutes ago? But what was even happening to me? That girl wasn't me. I was not frivolous, easy...

Nelson: Naomi? you listen to me ?

Me: Uh sorry. Yes it's fine, don't worry.

Nelson: I don't feel like it's going as well as you say. It looks like…

Me: I'm telling you it's okay Nelson.

I felt Tony's gaze on us. What must he think of me? He must have told himself that his brother was going to marry a frivolous girl who only wanted her money. He was definitely going to want to reveal the whole truth to his brother. And then I certainly didn't want to be there when it happened.

Me: I have to go. It's late.

Nelson: Are you sure? I am really sorry. An emergency at work.

Me: It doesn't matter. I just need to sleep.

Nelson: Okay. I accompany you.

I felt dirty. I had only one desire: to go underground. The minute Tony told his brother everything, my parents' dream would be completely shattered. My father for sure was going to disown me. What was I going to do?

Nelson: So? How did you find Tony? he's nice isn't he?

Canon rather!

Me: Oh yes. He is nice.

* A few days later

“You are beautiful Naomi. You drive Me crazy. Let's go from here. Let Nelson, Your family, everything,”

Tony whispered to me!

At the same time, he caressed me with his right hand. He had passed it under my dress and had fun ironing his hand on my thighs. He knew exactly where to do it. I was already shaking with pleasure. As if he understood my thoughts, he approached the forbidden zone.

At the mere idea that his tender hand would "finally" touch my intimacy, I trembled more. And I got wet. And as he lifted my thong to better introduce his hand, I heard...

Mom: Naomi! Naomi ! Wake up ! We have to go there.

It was all just a dream. I had just dreamed of the brother of my future husband. My God ! But what happened to me? He had only been there one night and I was already so confused. But I absolutely had to pull myself together. In two weeks I was getting married to his brother. And a story of sex was in no way to destroy the hopes of my parents.

Mom: You like to sleep too much. Wake up.

Me: Yes I understand no. Do I have to wake up suddenly?

My mother was totally wrong. It was 9:30 a.m. But good after last night I had the right to sleep like this. I hadn't told my parents about my fall in the pool. They were going to worry for nothing and above all it was going to make me rethink the rest of the story.

Basically, I didn't need that to constantly think about this situation. I had behaved like a real "whore". Nothing more.

Nelson was so nice to me. What was he going to think of all this? He must have absolutely no idea what happened yesterday. It was misconduct on my part and it would not happen again. I knew what to expect now with his brother who was a real demon. I had to see him to tell him not to tell his brother.

Forty-five minutes later I was ready. My mother and I had several errands to run for the wedding. But especially for the dowry which took place next weekend. I had to go for the last fitting of my dowry outfit. My mother had decided to change the fabrics of the armchairs and we had to go and check the work that was done.

Of course Mom had already tied the mouth. If only she was aware of my trip yesterday she would understand that I sleep so that I don't want to wake up anymore. My father, who knew she was going to start the chatter, was already watching me with a smirk that said, "Get ready for the sermon."

Mom: Really I don't know what kind of woman you are. You sleep until 10 a.m. A woman doesn't sleep like that. And you're getting married soon. You'll even understand what I'm saying when the child here? At this time, at your age, I had already cleaned the house and all the rooms, washed the plates and the pots and served my father's breakfast...

“Say even once that you would have already done the market, prepared and eaten. »

I thought to myself as she poured her chatter out to me.

Parents huh! He always talks about their childhood as if they were super heroes, super smarts, etc.

Me: Mum, you love chatting too much. I'm ready we can go.

Mum: Yes, I like chatting too much. That's how you always talk. I remind you that you pay for the taxi huh!

Me: Hmm! Sorry, we're leaving.

In the taxi, my mother still looked angry. She wasn't even. She just wanted us to flatter her a little. But since I was not in the mood at all, today she was only going to stall in the air. Anyway, as she doesn't like to be cold with people, she started talking again a few minutes later.

Mom: Nelson's brother arrived yesterday?

The subject not to discuss with me really. Better the mother here continued with her mouth tied.

Me: Yes it happened.

Mom: How is he? Handsome ?

Me : What ? why this question ?

The mother here disturbed the tour here. Or she already knew what was going on oh!

Mom: Hmm! To know no! Your cousin Cyndi is single. They can be presented on the day of the dowry.

Me: We signed the pact with the family that said we were going to marry all their sons?

Mom: Ahiii! you too ! Haven't you found the husband you don't want the others to find for them too?

Me: Hmm! Cyndi is not his kind of girl anyway.

Hum! Naomi ! Until you even know what kind of girl he is. This round is the pastor you just have to go see. The guy messed up your brain. I was really upset that my mom was considering introducing Tony to my cousin Cyndi. It really didn't make any sense.

Twenty minutes later, we had arrived at the seamstress. The one that killed my outfits. Mom wanted me to have my outfit sewn at her seamstress but I said no. You don't change the winning team, I replied. And I wasn't wrong. My outfit was divine on me (I know I'm a little too crazy, but at least I have to do it). Even my super skeptical mother was dazzled. There was no need for touch-ups on it anymore.

Two minutes later we were off to continue our tough day. My mother in the taxi began to confuse me with the invitations. How he had to give him another 10 invites. When is the mother? That there are uncles who are already angry because they are not invited. That we have to leave on the problems and blah blah blah....

Me: Three weeks before the wedding, are you coming to talk to me about invitations again? We've already distributed everything, haven't we? If you want to delete some of your friends to make them come.

Mom: Hmmm! You also ! We cannot add a table in the room there.

Me: Mom the trick here is no. I still accept for that, next week you will tell me about other uncles. We can't invite everyone.

I had indeed already added a table because of uncles who were angry. Africans huh! It's as if they are forced to go to people's weddings. It's all about food and drink. So-called uncles that I didn't even know. It's always them.

Afterwards they will come and fill the house on the day of the dowry to tell our daughter.

“Where do you know me? Hey foodies?! »

It was 4 p.m. Mom and I had finished our shopping. I was completely washed out. A severe urge to eat and then to sleep. We had gone to the pastry chef for her to make us taste the flavors that there would be in the cake. Parties check out Mom's outfits for the wedding. Then we visited uncles and tatas. Mom used to say that I myself had to go and say that I was getting married. My mother was proud to strut me like that.

« Yes, it is my daughter who is going to get married; Didn't I tell you my daughter was getting married? »

The trick here is a 4x3 poster that we will produce and start.

Nelson hadn't called me as usual since the morning. Weird ! Maybe Tony had told her everything? But he told me he wouldn't. I had only known him for a day I couldn't believe he had a word. In addition, a man who jumps on his brother's marie from the first day should certainly not have words (as if I was better than him huh). I had to reassure myself.

* On the phone

Me: Hello! Nelson?

Nelson: Yes honey. Excuse me. I'm super overbooked today.

Me: (with immense relief) Ok no worries. I just wanted to make sure it's okay. Are you talking quietly, are you in a meeting?

Nelson: Uh yes! Give Me my heart. Come home tonight for dinner with Tony.

- A voice on the phone: Nelson? what are you doing ? I am waiting for you !

Me: Hello?

Nelson: Honey, I'll leave you. A partner. Tonight 7 p.m. at home.

He cut off immediately. His partner there called him so familiarly. But hey, I was sure of Nelson's feelings for me. I was like the apple of his eye. But where he honestly wanted to mess me up was planning another dinner with Tony. Fortunately, this time he would be there. So there was nothing to worry about. And then even if I found myself alone with him once again, there was no way I would crack a second time. It must have been that fall in the pool that had turned my brain.

It was 7 p.m. and I was late as usual. Nelson was definitely going to call me to find out why I hadn't arrived at his house yet. One last touch on my hairstyle and it was ok. I had decided to look absolutely radiant tonight. Tony didn't have to realize that I was disturbed. It's my turn to play the super loving, considerate bride and all that goes with it.

Tony: Naomi? Have you been there since?

Me no. I just arrived. Nelson is in his room, right? I will find him.

Tony: No, he hasn't come home yet.

Me: How so? he was the one who gave me an appointment at 7 p.m. here.

Tony: Yes, but he doesn't have much control over his time. It's not easy being a CEO.

My plans were going to ruin. They resided in the certainty that Nelson would have already returned. But then find myself alone once again with Tony. I told myself that I had to calm down. Tony wasn't a crazy person to try to seduce his brother's wife again. Yes ! Nothing would happen with Tony tonight.

It was insane to stress because we found ourselves in the company of his future brother-in-law. I really didn't have to worry. And then Nelson would certainly be back in a few minutes. So I began to sit in the living room to watch TV too while I waited for Nelson. Channel 2, it was a comedy scene. And just two minutes later, I myself was dying of laughter. We loved it so much that Tony and I were already commentating on the show, and without me realizing it we were getting closer.

Tony: You don't want to drink anything?

Me: Yes, a glass of martini please.

Tony complied and brought me back my glass while he took some whiskey. The show had just ended. But as it had allowed us to relax, Tony and I continued on the same path for almost an hour more. And Nelson still hadn't come home.

Me: Nelson still hasn't come home, even though he said 7 p.m. I'm starting to get really hungry.

Tony: Certainly he was held back by work. I call to see.

But Nelson's phone was not going through. It didn't look like him. Being late, posing rabbits without even apologizing. He must certainly have an important file that was bothering him at the office.

Tony: It's the same for me, I'm hungry. I suggest we don't wait any longer.

Me: okay. I'm too hungry, I didn't eat well at noon.

We both walked into the kitchen. Tony took care of the cutlery while I took care of the food. As it had been prepared during the day, I decided to heat it up. I was quite happy with myself. Tony and I were able to behave normally. I had taken over. It was indeed only a bad patch, a moment of weakness.

I couldn't resist the urge to move my butt. But what I didn't know was that Tony was watching me move from behind, with a smirk.

When I saw him, um, break! The beautiful dream in which I had locked myself away immediately flew away. He was too sexy this guy. Suddenly, as if I had a blindfold on my eyes before, I began to notice every detail on his body. His jeans that were just tight enough to draw the lines of his virile thighs and… my equally molded t-shirt that showed his muscles. His mouth. Lips not very big and not very small. Just luscious enough to drive you crazy. His black gaze, penetrating and destabilizing.

His gaze was still on me. And it was no longer the amused look of earlier. It really wasn't a good sign. But instead of doing something, I was just standing there watching him too. And my devilish thoughts came to the surface.

I had to be cursed. Otherwise how to explain these feelings? For who ? I myself did not want my good. I did not pity my own name.

« Wèèèèèèèèèèè Naomi, wake up yourself no. Don't just stand there doing nothing like a pole. Get out of there before he jumps on you and do whatever he wants with you. Get out of this kitchen!!! » , what I said to myself internally.

But it felt like my body was no longer mine. I was no longer in control and all my body wanted right now was to feel Tony's body against it.

He knew it. He knew I wanted him but didn't move. But what the hell did he want!!! Torture me? I had the distinct impression that all this amused him. To see me losing my means in front of him. This guy was truly the descendant of the devil himself, sent to bring me down. And me like a bitch I let myself do without struggling, on the contrary I wanted to. I wanted him so badly I was afraid I'd be the one jumping on him. I was irrecoverable, my desire for Tony stronger than anything apparently.

Tony was probably tired of just standing there, too, so he stepped forward. Slowly. My heart was pounding so hard I was afraid it would burst out of my chest. My legs were shaking like I was going to collapse. The only thing that could keep me standing was Tony. He grabbed my mouth just in time, with such gentleness, unlikely with his athletic physique.

I felt the same emotions as the day before. Joy, fear, passion. The more he kissed me, the more I didn't care that he was Nelson's brother. All that mattered was him and me, right now. The more he kissed me the more his delicate kisses became more pressing. Tony was growing more and more passionate. And it wasn't just his lips. His right hand slipped under my top and reached my breasts causing me to moan. Realizing how sensitive I was to it, he ran his left hand over my back and undid my support with an ease that briefly surprised me.

Tony's gaze was even darker. His kisses even more marked. He clearly intended to go further than a kiss. Instead of the idea disgusting me, I was rather delighted. Yes ! I was completely possessed by the devil. So I decided to do it too. I took off my top and my support already unhooked. And then Tony froze. I was afraid that my initiative had blocked him. But a few seconds later, I saw in him the look of a man completely subjugated by what he saw. The gaze of a hungry man ready to pounce on a dish of braised chicken. Indeed, Tony began to play with his tongue and the tip of my right breast while his left hand caressed my left breast. This man was gifted. I couldn't believe the pleasure he made me feel. It was everything I had ever felt with my old relationships.

He had gone up to my mouth and at the same time made me leave the kitchen to take me to his room. Instead of a white light, Tony put on the night light instead. His light stuck more to the situation.

Me, to be more enterprising, I took off his jeans while he took care of his t-shirt. At the sight of his athletic body, I immediately understood that the boxer he still wore was a real obstacle. But before I could do anything, Tony snapped at me with such exciting violence. He continued his caresses, this time close to the most intimate part of my body. My heart began to beat even faster. As if he couldn't take it anymore, he gently put me on the bed and entered me with violence.

He entered and exited me fiercely and gently at the same time, insisting that my eyes never leave his eyes. At that moment I felt like I saw him. He totally owned me and I owned him too. There was no more ancestry, at that moment Tony and I were one.

* A few minutes later

I remember hearing women say that a man made them feel like a woman always made me laugh because I thought it was stupid. But after what just happened with Tony tonight I really wanted to support these women. Tony had made love to me like never before. With such intensity that it seemed like he would never make love to any other woman again, including me. I felt so light there, my head on his chest and my body in his arms.

Tony: Naomi do you realize what we just did?

Me: I know Tony. We won't talk to Nelson about that.

Tony: Not that. I wanted to take you so badly that I didn't think to protect myself...

TO BE CONTINUED......