"Ronald, I just got an urgent call from the hospital, I'm needed to attend to a patient in a critical condition, please help me explain that to your mum when she's done with the restroom, can you do that?"
"I can dad. But you know, it's yours and mum's 20th anniversary night, she's made lots of preparation for tonight, please come back immediately you're done… it'll make her happy.
"Definitely son! I'll be back soon. Please make sure you keep her company till am back, so she doesn't ponder on how to punish me when I return."
I chuckled softly following my dad's request.
"Sure dad. You need not to worry about that part."
He smiled confidently and left. I shut the door afterwards following his exit.
After giving my dad such reassuring words, I knew it was a blur, because I won't have time for my mum tonight. "I came back from college for only one person—My cousin Anatolia."
I had barely finished uttering her name when I saw her message popped on my phone's screen.
***Please come now my Munna, my apple is waiting for your rod.***
Those words were like gears, engineered specifically for my rod as it was already harder than a rock. Everything; the way she calls me Munna, the way she calls it a rod… oh my GOD! Blood is rushing through my veins right now.
I was immediately embarrassed when my teenage younger sister Shayla walked into the sitting room, starring at my rod, as they were clearly visible through my pajamas.
She gasped.
I immediately snatched a pillow from the couch to hide my pride, as my gaze showed how embarrassed, I was.
"O my goodness! That was so huge!!"
"Of course I'm 21, What did you expect?" I don't even know why I acknowledged her compliment about such a thing, but she's just 15, I shouldn't be entertaining such discussions with her yet.
"You should be sleeping, Shayla it's past 10pm. Get lost and give me some privacy."
"If you want privacy, go to your fucking room! I have TV series to catch up to"
"You are not allowed to use a bad word, Little girl!" I teased her as I headed for my room. I was half way down the stairs when Anna's message popped upon my screen again.
***Where are you, Munna. I made a lot of preparation for us to night. You won't believe how much my tits have grown too. Come on already.***
And again, my rod got so upright it almost ripped my pajamas. I had to divert my destination from my room to the guest room.
That was always the hiding spot for me and Anna whenever we wanted to make out, it's because the guest room is sound proof, and one ever hears you from the outside.
I couldn't wait to be between Anna's legs again.
Back at college I was called "Ronald the goat" because I always had a lot of girls at my doorpost trying to get me to have them for free. But no matter the number of girls I make up with, the satisfaction never comes close to feeling I get when it's my cousin Anna—Theres' just something about her that feels out of this world.
I opened the door to the guest room, and the ambience of the room threw me off guard. Anna really made all these preparation for me tonight? It's not like we were getting married or something.
The room was completely dark, except for the dimly lit fragrance candles on the night stand. The light from the candles shined to reveal the letters on the wall; A & M.
Anna and Munna… I suppose. She really hates my real name so much, doesn't she? I chuckled.
I dropped my phone on the dressing drawer close to the night stand, as I tried to survey the wall searching for the light switch, because I needed to turn off the music she was blasting—it was so loud my ears could bleed.
She stopped me with a hug from behind. I didn't even realize she was in the room with me. She spined me around cupping my face in her hands, as she lifted her feet, so that her lips could meet mine.
Anna was short just like my mum and her mum supposedly. Lifting her feet alone won't even help her reach my lips, she might need a stool. So, I help her reach her goal by bending slightly.
It was a long kiss. The longest kiss I've ever had. I wasn't the romance kind of person and Anna knows that, I prefer going straight to the point yet she still chooses to be dramatic.
"A…"
She didn't let me speak, she stopped me, placing her index finger on my lips as she muttered a sexy "shhhhh"
My rod hardened more. The melody of her shh, and the air that escaped her breath as she uttered that sound sent goosebumps all over me.
My phone buzzed on the drawer. It was a pop-up message again. But it wasn't from Anna this time, as Anna was in my arms. It must be one of my chicks from college.
I can't answer it though. I gave Anna the impression that she is the only girl in my life and I'm loyal to our secrete bond, so interrupting this moment for my phone will raise suspicion and I don't want that.
She broke off our embrace and took steps away, I couldn't see her though, and I couldn't see anything.
The music sound suddenly went louder. So loud it felt like my heart beat.
"Anna that's too freaking loud!! This is all unnecessary!"
Hell no! could she hear me. I couldn't even hear myself.
She was back in my arms again, like she had memorized every part of the room in the dark. I wonder what she'll gain from all this drama… All I want is Sex! So... I'll probably go do what my dad requested after all—My mum must be so worried right now.