The Man I married...

CHAPTER 1 Growing up in an orphanage, no family just a bunch of kids who wanted better for themselves. I told myself one thing. I'll not die poorly. I would do anything humanly possible to leave and breathe in comfort. If I had to step on toes or create enemies, I didn't care as long as I got that comfort I've always longed for. Another thing I longed for was a family. A huge loving family. It's probably why I tried getting pregnant as soon as I became sexually active. But it just never happened, not when I wanted it to happen anyway. I didn't understand God's timing or how he thought just in general. A few weeks back, a friend of mine invited me out because her boyfriend had apparently gotten some big tender, and he was out celebrating. I would never say no to free drinks and a good time, and the little I had heard about her man. He was loaded. Those ones knew exactly how to have fun. I bought a few clothes when I went to Cape Town with my daddy he's a sponsor of mine. I only have two of them. A Zulu man with a brood of kids and three wives in Durban. Zwane gave the best s*x. He knew where and when to touch a woman and his pockets, whereas as deep as his strokes. He bought me an apartment in my name, and I gave him unlimited s*x anytime he wanted me.He took really good care of me. The other one Baxhase he's an old man in politics and a total turn-off, but he paid my bills, no questions asked, and I endured each and every 10 minutes with him. His sloppy wet and I mean extremely wet kisses and his dicklet. There are so many ways to make money but I'm not the type for a nine to five atleast I had a degree to my name but that's all it was a degree. Back to the story. I had dressed up pretty nicely covering enough sking but sexy enough to make men drool. When an opportunity presents itself I make sure to go for it and that night I knew I could catch myself another sponsor. We all know how generous man in the tender world are with their money. I cleaned up and went on to Club X. It was packed to the brim when I walked in. As a regular I already knew the bouncers and like the good boys they're they let me in. I walked up to the VIP area. Sive the friend was already there with a few of girls in our circle. I wasn't really their friend but since we did the same work we bumped into each other more often and we got close like that. I greeted the few on the table and the man's were hot. A whole lot of hotness I didn't know existed. I mean I was used to Zwane with his small round belly and these ones looked like they frequented the gym. Sive:Babe this is my friend Nalo, Nalo this is my man Ntlantsi and his friends Mmhelikhaya, Xhanti and Zibulo. We exchanged greetings that night but my eyes. My eyes betrayed the girl code when they occasionally jumped to Ntlantsi the man looked like a sin. Lucifer himself with his wild brown eyes and those fuckin' lips. They were totally kissable. It was after midnight when Zibulo said we should take the party to his place. An apartment in Sandton beautiful and elegant. A few other people joined us in his house. There was a pool at the rooftop that is where we spent majority of the time. By 3 in the morning people were starting to blackout. We went back inside his apartment and carried on drinking with charts here and there. Ntlantsi:I need a bed. Sive:I'm coming with babe I think I've had enough for now. Zibulo:yeah we should sleep. Xhanti:How though there's like 15 of us your place only has two bedrooms. Ntlantsi:We'll share kaloku then the rest will use the couch here and in the second lounge. Zibulo:sounds like a plan. Pretty and Lindiwe are sleeping in my room. "I'll take the couch in your room ntwana." Another of his friends said. He had joined in later when we got here. Sive suggested I sleep with her and Ntlantsi my body didn't mind but I knew better than that kodwa I wasn't about to sleep on the couch with a bunch of other people. Nalo:Are you sure? I had asked her and she said yes she was sure. We found Ntlantsi already in his boxers. He got in bed and Sive took off her clothes getting beside her man. I didn't have any panties on nor did I have a bra. Nalo:Do you perhaps have something I can put on? Ntlantsi:Look at the closet bhabha. I did and put on a t-shirt that smelled like him. I got in bed on his left side giving him my back. I thought they would have s*x but no they just slept spooning each other. The throb of my c**t had me uncomfortable under the covers. It didn't help that his burning skin was in contact with mine. By God's grace I finally fell asleep.