There I was, palms all sweaty, knees weak, legs all shaking, and my d_ck dangling down between my legs. Trying to peep between the tiny hole before me.
At this point I was feeling f_cked up; the feeling of fear was greater and the other was anger at Stacy. Her cute blue eyes and her captivating smile, the features she possessed were capable of making any man fall into the position that I am in right now.
You're definitely wondering how it all began......
Let's go back to the beginning.
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth and formed man, man gave birth to man, and man another, and man and other men......and then came Evan.
I am Evan, a 24-year-old.
I grew up with my parents Mr. and Mrs. Jemnik, poor but never admitted it. We struggled to go through each day but we always had a way of carrying ourselves above our situation.
Even though we were poor Christians, we had the pride of a really rich devil; we never asked... not even if we were dying. That's how we were raised, Ben and I.
Ben Jemnik, aged 30.
With his perfect height, chiseled chin and Greek God-like body; not to mention his light brown eyes which glowed like the fireflies at night; the ladies threw themselves at him, I mean literally.
I often heard it around the neighborhood that he took most of the goods, and I got the leftovers; hurts... sometimes but I knew I had something he didn't! Ben had the looks and I had the words. I may not be able to steal your girl by mere appearance but don't you dare leave her with me, trust me the worst mistake you'll ever make.
Ben's marriage was around the corner; everyone was making preparations.
Ben was really excited about it.
I often wondered if Ben, the ladies' man, would ever settle down. His life had been a fairy tale!
Due to our financial status he couldn't make it through school, college that is; but that was the only downside of his story. He worked really hard and built himself a company.
Like I said earlier we had a way of never asking for help or favors, sometimes not even from ourselves. So Ben literally got all these things on his own, at least to the extent I am aware of.
I would say he had it all, and now he was going to get married. I asked myself what his bride would be like, what could make Ben ever consider settling down.
These were my thoughts until I actually saw his bride, on the day of the wedding. All who saw her were in awe.
She was so beautiful. To be honest, her beauty exceeded that of any female I have ever seen. Her hair, her crimson white teeth, her body, d_mn! This girl was fire.
I understood immediately, an explanation that needed not to be explained.
The wedding was over and Ben seemed to love his wife and spend so much time on her; so much so that he hardly ever remembered we existed.
We often heard rumors about Ben's expansion but he felt lost to us. Eventually he decided to pay us a visit, just to officially invite us for his wife's birthday.
My dad was quite p_ssed; he didn't show it in his presence though, but after Ben left, he began to speak his mind: "He abandons us for so long and pops out of nowhere with an invitation to a birthday party!"
My mom on the other hand was quite happy to see her son. I too was quite happy to see my elder brother, but was more excited to go over to his place.
We had never been there before. I had heard a lot about it; it was literally the talk of the town. They said it was enormous and the features in it were just breathtaking.
One of the gardeners, who stayed around us, always told stories about the interior and would have so many interested listeners. I was often excited that my brother was being talked about like a hero; but then again he seemed so far away, almost like we were not related.
The gardener's daughter, Emma, got to know me because her father was always talking about my brother. She saw me as a friend, not until she invited me over for breakfast and her dad, who was also quite fond of me, obviously because of my brother, went out for work. Oh, the things that happened that day!
After her dad left she seemed a bit sad, so I took the initiative to ask why she was sad. She refused to open up to me; instead she covered it up with a fake smile; this was my point of entry.
I went over to her, dragging a chair to where she was seated by the dining table, and sat really close to her asking again what the problem was. At this point she seemed a little tense, but after a warm smile and an "it's ok, you can tell me," she finally opened up and told me that she missed her mom.
She explained to me that her mom, who died not so long ago, was the only person she could really talk to. Dad was never around so after her death she had always been left alone.
I listened carefully.
"You can talk to me." Those were the last words I said before locking eyes with her.
Her eyes of brown and her lips of gold, so luscious I had been fantasizing a kiss since I got there. Then she made matters worse by pulling her hair backwards. Actually this time it was her fault, not mine; she asked for it and boom!
After the kiss that was it; we tore ourselves apart.
To be honest I knew within me that I had no female friends; couldn't keep one. We would always end up like Emma.
.......
We chose to go to my brother's house a day before his wife's birthday as requested by him.
On that day, we made the necessary arrangements and preparations and then started the journey.
Shortly after leaving our town, we got to his place.
Just as described the place was breathtaking, with topiaries of different shapes and sizes.
We got into the house; it was a 2-story building, more magnificent on the inside than it was outside.
Then came the goddess to welcome us. She looked even more enchanting than she was on my brother's wedding. She smiled at us; her smile so contagious it made my frowning old man smile.
My mom was just looking around like one who was kidnapped and didn't know how she got there.
My brother's wife quickly shortened the distance between us, her catwalk like a naughty secretary in porn.
She got close and explained to us that Ben was out.
Concentrating on what she was saying was a bit difficult. Her voice was like that of an angel who invented the English language.
Eventually, she offered to show us our rooms. To be honest, Ben's house felt like a hotel. My mom and dad were asked to occupy a huge room on the first floor, and I, 2 rooms after theirs, close to the classy staircase.
As my brother's bride walked away I couldn't help but stare. Her skin glowed like the yellow sun, her perfectly shaped curves, gosh! This girl isn't from this world. I think she noticed me staring, because she smiled as she walked up the stairs.
Once I noticed, I shut my door immediately. For some reason my heart started beating faster, like I had just run a marathon and was finding it difficult to breathe.
I found it difficult to sleep or think of something else.
While I tossed and turned on the bed, I heard a knock at the door. I quickly put myself together and walked towards the door.
I opened the door, and there she was with a tray of food in her hands, and her dress which had a huge cleavage.
My eyes could hardly resist this beautiful temptation. Without attempting to conceal its intention, it was fixated on her b__bs, which seemed far more attractive than the food in her hands.
She coughed slightly, taking my eyes up to her face.
Looking at her face my heart began to beat faster again.
"Aren't you hungry?" she said smiling at me. "Yes ma," said I, nervously and slightly embarrassed as I collected the food and was about to shut the door, when she pushed it slightly and said: "Please, don't address me as ma; address me as Stacy, ok?"