Interracial - S01 E03

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Interracial - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

ELIZABETH

Today’s date is April 23 1940, which marks my Seventh day in South Africa, though I’ve spent a week here, it seems like a year for me in this strange country.

To be honest, South Africa wasn’t that interesting for me, The weather was very hot, flies and bees were rampant in the place, The children of the servants made noises screaming in the air without a care in the world. There’s nothing more than I adore like silence and I would hate to spoil the children’s fun, so I told their mothers to make their kids play quietly but despite that, They still played loud.

So during my stay, I began to familiarize myself with my late father’s business and his house, The first thing I did was see how the bee business was going and so far it was going pretty good!

According to my father’s Journal, Marian was his most trusted servant and she was in charge of supervising his business, She showed me around the bee farm and how honey was extracted, The procedure was very hard and scary cause the bee was quite big and poisonous, So for the extraction of the honey, Men were required to do the job and so far only 3 men handled the job but all I could see was 2.

Once I had seen the Bee farm, I proceeded to the next step which was knowing all the servants that worked in the house, There was a lot of servants in the house but father only pointed out 5.

-The first one is Marian, the head of the servants.

-The second one is Njeri hungu, she’s the house cleaner and also the mothers of the kids disturbing my peace. Although I couldn’t help but notice her kid’s skin color was lighter than hers, she must have mated with some strange white man.

– The Third one is Jacob Mugo, he’s an elderly man in his mid seventies. He’s job is to extract honey from the bees and despite his age, he was doing quite an excellent job. Unlike the other servants, Jacob doesn’t talk much, he just sits under a big mango tree in the court yard and sleeps there. Sometimes, I wonder if he has family.

– The Fourth servant is Nafula, she’s the house cook and also the most annoying one among all the servants.. She has an awful attitude of making awful remarks about people and she loves to gossip a lot. Her only good quality is that her meals are so delicious.

-Finally, the last servant is Luan thato who i later found out was Marian’s big brother. Out of all the servants, my father made lots of remarks about this one and from what I read from my father’s writing, he seems to be more fond of him.

It was quite fascinating when I read how father talked about this servant and I wondered what this Luan did to make my father so fond of him. Meeting this Luan was something I was looking forward to but I found out that he was away fighting war against Hitler.

So after I familiarized myself with most of the servants and my father’s business, I began to manage things pretty well on my own.

But before long, I soon got bored with my stay in the house and began to think about Scotland, which I was missing and itching to get to. Here in South Africa, I was alone and I had no one else to associate with, despite the presence of my servants, I wasn’t really that enthusiastic about them, not to talk to socializing with them.

So in order to kill my boredom, I decided to go out on a tour and see my surroundings and neighbors , Marian who was my tour guide followed me around and showed me my neighbors and from the looks of it, I wasn’t the only white woman living around the place.

There were a lot of White women living close to me, but it was only a few i got to socialize and hang out with.

The first one was Mrs. Erica Fletcher, she’s an American woman who stays here in South Africa with her husband, who’s a major in the war.

The Second one was Mrs. Rebecca smith, she too is an american lady just like Erica. Rebecca helps her husband helps run his printing press while he’s off to war observing the outcomes of the battle, He gets and sends her the scoop and she prints it on paper.

The last one is Mrs. Dolores dé la Cruz, She’s a French woman and a widow, her husband was killed in the war and now she’s all alone, she has no kids or relatives staying with her.

Despite being lonely, she’s decided to keep herself busy by starting a cattle farm, which turned out to be a success for her and just like me, she too has servants to do her work for her.

Getting along and acquainted with these women wasn’t so hard at all cause we all have something in common and that was loneliness and absence of our husbands.

Being in their company was fun cause, they are interesting characters and always make me go home with a smile or a laugh on my face . The only problem they have is their racist behavior and their insatiable desire for s-x, most especially Erica and Rebecca.

Since their husbands were absent, these ladies would secretly flirt with black native men and sometimes invite them over to their houses to spend the night, Dolores doesn’t easily give in to lust and pleasure except when she’s in the mood. She mostly spends her time with us or her business.

Many a times, We would advise her to get married again but she would insist that she was busy and doesn’t have time for distractions.

So one hot Saturday afternoon , I got a visit from all 3 ladies and their company added soon killed away all the boredom I was having that afternoon.

As usual, we always talk whenever we gather like this and the topics we usually talk about is fashion and unpleasant world war but this time around things were different. Erica who was always the conversation starter brought up a rather unnecessary topic which was all about s-x.

Erica Say ladies… Have you all gotten laid this week?

Elizabeth My Goodness Erica! What has come over you?

Erica Nothing.. So answer the bloody question.

Rebecca No I haven’t.. I’ve been busy lately to share my bed with some random man.

Dolores Neither have I.

Erica What about you Scottish lady? Have you had any f–k lately?

Elizabeth ABSOLUTELY NOT!! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself woman?… YOU’RE A CHRISTIAN.. You should be avoiding sin by all means.

Erica Please Elizabeth!! Even Bishops gets laid every once in a while, Even the nun.

Elizabeth I can’t believe you… What about your vows, your oath??

Rebecca (laughs) Come on Liz… Tell me, When was the last time you heard from your husband, hmm? When?… Does he send you any love letters ? Or does he send you any gifts ?… Tell me!

Erica Look Liz… Our men don’t care about us… They don’t.. All they care about is making money and glory.. The last time I got a letter from my husband was 2 months ago.. That’s it and he didn’t even write something special, all he talked about was the war.

I’m tired of waiting… I’m a woman and I have needs, Every night I roll in an empty bed wishing to get some love even if it’s just for a little while.

Look at these Black apes, Just look at them… What do they have to outshine us.. Nothing! But if you see how their men take care of them, it’s beautiful and I always feel jealous.. Every night, I would her moans of my female servant getting f–ked real hard by her Ape lover, The sensation and the urge is just driving me crazy.

Rebecca She’s right Liz… We are not statues or inanimate objects.. We are humans and humans have certain needs.. We can’t wait for our husbands any longer, we have waited long enough.

Elizabeth But you’re all being led astray by the devil…

Dolores Stop being a saint Elizabeth… This eez the truth… You should relieve yourself before you lost your mind. You can’t resist temptation forever.

Erica Look Liz… This is for your own good, You’re a woman, Start behaving like one.

Elizabeth Becoming a prostitute isn’t one of the qualities of a woman.

Erica Keep yapping.. All I know is your will power is running out and I’m sure by the end of the week, You’ll be sharing your bed with a negro.

Rebecca Let be elaborate things for her.. Look Liz, You’re in the peak of your youth and by this age you should getting much more love and affection from a man.. You’re fine and lovely creature.. Don’t waste your ravishing beauty waiting for a man that might probably never come home to you.. The world is in a middle of a war and there’s a 50/50 chance of your husband returning.. So if I were you, I’d better have fun while I still can.. If your husband returns.. Fine, but if he doesn’t.. May his soul rest in peace.

Despite how despicable all this sounds, They were right and that was no lie at all. I should be enjoying my marriage but here I am alone and bored. It’s been a while since I heard from my husband and there could be a possibility that he has been killed as well. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life alone and I don’t certainly don’t want to waste myself on a man that doesn’t seem to appreciate or care about me.

Despite agreeing with Erica and co., I never told them that I acknowledged their views , I just kept quiet and listened to them. Still, I wasn’t going to act like them not unless a man manages to seduce me, even if I’m going to cheat on my husband, It’s better I maintain my dignity instead of behaving like a pr-stitute.

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Hours later, Here I was in my room typing on my typewriter, trying to write a letter to Aunt Patricia. The atmosphere of my room was a bit steamy, so I changed into my nighties and opened the window so as to get some fresh air.

Just as I was about to finish the last sentence of my letter, I heard loud moans and smacking sounds coming right outside my window, I stopped what I was doing and listened to what was going on.

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK,

The sounds were getting louder and louder and it was starting to turn me on, In that moment, There was a short scream from the female companion getting f–ked and I quickly recognized her voice, it was Njeri.

I couldn’t believe that B—h was making love to a man right outside my window. After listening to the er-tic sounds for a while, I quietly walked up to my window to take a peek but as I got there I saw no one down below, I looked around again and saw her behind the honey storage room which was just a few meters away from my window and I was shocked to see her lover, who turned out to be Old man Jacobs.

It was pitch black outside but I was able to recognize his white saggy trousers which was patched up in all places.

After sighting the 2 lovers , I stood close to my window and watched what was transpiring between them. Jacobs who was half n–ked toppled Njeri slamming his d–k into her, the B—h was busy moaning sweetly into the night, wrapping both her hands on the old man’s black a**. I was surprised by Jacobs vigor and agility as he moved his hips in a fast frenzy, It’s rare to see man of his age f–k like that.

While watching the love scene before me, I began to feel hot all over and my lower region was starting to get wet . Never in my life have I been turned on like it and I’ve never seen people have s-x like this.

In that moment, I began to hear Erica’s voice in my head ; The B—h was right, I was slowly giving in to temptation and I don’t know how long I can be able to hold out much longer, It’s only a matter of time before I break to give in to my s-xual desires.

Gradually as time went by, Both Njeri and Jacobs were starting to reach their limits, I watched as Jacobs groaned and increased the speed of his thrusts, his sudden change of pace made Njeri moan louder than ever and within seconds, Jacob gave out a short scream as he ej-culated inside Njeri.

For the sound of Jacob’s moan, I could tell he had enjoyed the gushing feeling of his ej-culation, Njeri too moaned out sensually as she felt the Jacob’s c-m inside her. After a while, Jacob pulled out of Njeri and quickly pulled up his trouser, Njeri too quickly covered herself with her wrapper and in a blink of an eye, they both dispersed and went their separate ways as if nothing happened.

On a normal circumstances , I should punish them for disturbing everyone’s night peace but since I too enjoyed watching the affair that just happened, I’ll let them go this time.

After both of them were gone, I moved away from the window and went to my wardrobe to take my cigarettes. My body was still aroused and I needed something to calm myself down. As soon as I took my cigarettes and lighter, I went downstairs and left out of the house taking a walk around the field.

The Night was a little bit breezy and the atmosphere was very cool, while I was smoking , I began to stare at the stars enjoying their beautiful forms.

I felt peace and conform at last, the peaceful tranquility of the night began to make me feel sleepy. After smoking 2 sticks of cigarette, I went back into the house to sleep.

The Next morning, I woke up feeling good all over my body, it took a while before I got out of bed and stretched my limbs.

After I had freshen myself up in the toilet, Marian came into my room and informed me that breakfast was ready.

Marian Good morning Madam.

Elizabeth Good morning, Marian.

Marian Food is ready.

Elizabeth Already?

Marian Yes..

Elizabeth What did Nafula prepare?

Marian Tea with bread, some fried eggs and chicken.

Elizabeth Chicken? In the morning.

Marian (shaking) Yes. Is there any.. problem?

Elizabeth No.. I’m just surprised.. I’ll be down in a minute. Just give me some time to change.

Marian Alright madam.

After Marian left the room, I went to my wardrobe and took my long velvet robe which I brought in Scotland and wore it on myself, after that, I went downstairs to eat my breakfast.

People say the best way to start off a good day is with a healthy breakfast and Nafula’s meals never fails to amaze me. Here at the table, Marian served the meals to me in an orderly manner and just when I thought I was going to enjoy my meal in a peaceful quietness, I heard a sudden outburst of cheers outside the house.

Elizabeth My God! What is going on?

Marian Uh.. I’m sorry madam, It’s my brother.. He’s here.

Elizabeth Your brother?? Is that the reason for this unnecessary shouts?

Marian I’m afraid so madam.

Elizabeth Hmph.. Well, tell your brother to meet me at once. NOW!

Marian Alright Madam.