My Sex Diary

@tboy   safe men

me sef suppose dey ex.

m out of here all.maybe later.


oyato--i had a nice time tho.bye

     

damn!
beautious and oyato!
you guys turned this thread to something else!
i couldnt read all, but i guess you guys are doing fine on yahoo or msn now.
have fun and bring the gist ok!

hmmmmmm, thats where it starts from
you are sure learning fast.
i still expect thr gist soon ok

why do you like saying you are married?
you wish?
well, i hope to read from you two soon.ok!

sharapppppppp diaaaa  married ko ,divorced ni

@beauteous


_{loosesns collar and clears throat. . .}

@oyato

padi ma worry; emi gan o gba iyawo e rara. Bi mo se n wo eleyi, o dabi pe o fe ju agbara miemi o de ki n je nkan to le ju eko lo!

@beauteous
no offence meant if you understood thatbut i wouldn't want oyato or tboy1 ^{(or even worse, both of them!)} to turn me into a punching bag and practise Samuel Peters stunts on me frail ass body! Beautiful as you are, it aint enough to make me want to risk that. Thanks though for considering me. . .it means I have hope!

work dey ojust surfin' d net and watchin' a movie in between 


where's da link?

@beauteous


yeepa!!! mo gbe! _{remembering the lyrics of Destiny's Child bootylicious. . . I don't think I can handle this. . .}

Well, I for say yes on dearie, but since the last time when woman break my heart I don free that sidelast time I checked, I got no heart or feelings o! you still want to stick with me like that?

10x darl

Been a long while i dropped a gist. Just typed this today to bring the shine back to the thread. One love

Our front desk officer and I

I came back from one of my usual trips out of Lagos to see a new front desk officer at the reception. Walking from the door to her desk, my eyes were glued to this epitome of beauty. Initially I assumed she was a new employee assisting the former front desk officer. But to my surprise she was actually replacing the former. At that moment I was less concerned with the drama and reason that necessitated the change. My depth of thoughts in its entirety was massively embedded in unraveling the mysterious face.

She looked up with an indifferent smile. A set of dimples adored her cheeks as she smiled professionally welcoming me and requesting for whom I was and who I wanted to see. I walked up to the desk and humorously introduced myself. Her countenance changed. I guess my reputation preceded me. She stood up from her desk this time, smiled without restriction, letting out the dimples deeper on her cheeks. She extended her hands and said ‘welcome sir’ though jokingly because we are all on first name basis in the office. I am sure she was excited to meet me without any attachment but all I was thinking was to screw this epitome of beauty and instrument of lust. She stood at 5 ft 11 inches, light skinned, perfect diction (like oyinbo), between lepa and orobo, missing tooth in the corner of her lower dentition. Very sexy and attractive to behold. Chei, plenty babes fine for this world. I assumed she was Igbo. I was surprised when she mentioned her name as Bimbo (not real names). I am sure I held her hands for close to 45 seconds. I let go of her hand welcomed her still maintaining eye contact. But my Bluetooth could not penetrate through her defences. She was professional to the core without letting out any emotions.

I exchanged pleasantries with other members of staff the usual way. I beckoned on taciturn for us to gist. He gave me the gist that the other unfine front desk babe resigned due to a small kasala that happened while I was away. He stated that the new babe started work almost immediately that she was related to one of the directors. We both eulogized and expressed how pretty she was. I left for my office and I promised myself that I  must kiss this babe soon and allow sex wait till later.

For a week I was too busy to have a tete a tete with her. I was always on the move for meetings or attending to project issues. The following week, I asked where she was staying to drop her off on the way at least that way we would be able to chat and get familiar and possibly see fleshy light skinned thighs. She said she was residing with her family at Lekki phase 1. Oooooooooooops. I said to myself hmmmmmmm, big girl. We walked down together to the car park and I decided within me to drive through the traffic and drop her home and face a return traffic to the mainland. Our office is in Ikoyi, Osbourne road precisely. On getting to the car park, this good girl brought out a Toyota car key. She shocked me the more as if planned when her phone rang and she referred to the other caller as sweetheart, while working towards a neat, clean RAV4 jeep. I was jealous.

She waved at me as she drove out. She is the usual quiet type in the office, pleasant, polished and always smiling at people. We presumed it was because she was a new staff, and that soon the real face will show. Two weeks passed by, nothing happened. I could not break the wall. I gradually started accepting the near impossibility of banging this babe. I was careful not to destroy my integrity based on the level of class she exhibited. I saw her more and all my gra gra reduced. But it was noticeable I liked her. Other babes were obviously envious I worried not. At least I never bang any of them before.

Again I was sent out of Lagos and did not return till 12 working days after. We spoke like twice while I was away and struggled not to call her first. Luckily she called first and I returned her call. We met on the stairs, the day I arrived; unbelievably she hugged me and whispered she missed me, avoiding my eyes. I almost kissed her. She asked what I was doing later that day and I said nothing ( even if I get wetin I wan do I for cancel am). She requested if I could drop her at home since she did not bring a car. I gladly agreed. I could not wait for the day to end. Throughout that day we flirted with our eyes anytime I passed through the reception. I was in high spirits. I decided to use strategy ‘M’. The dating style method. Slow and steady until the koko happens.

We closed together and the few that saw us leave had all sorts of expressions written on their face. Who cares? It was getting dark as at when we left the office about 6.45pm. We chatted and gisted like good friends. She told me about herself, her family, her former employment, likes and dislikes, hobbies etc. The one that amazed me was that she had a dream to play basketball professionally. She said a lot but made no mention of her relationship status or a He somewhere. By the time I drove into Lekki phase 1, it was dark. Visibility was only dimly from the moon, car lamps and fence lights. I did not want her to go. I had to act fast. A thought occurred to me and I parked the car just by Anthony Enahoro street’s junction. Left the engine running and Asa’s voice was all we heard. Bibanke was the playing track. She looked at me and softly asked why I parked. I looked at her and said I had a confession to make. I started by holding one of her hands in my palm and expressing how hypnotized I was the first day and the effect the missing lower dentition is having on me when she smiles. She obviously blushed but since it was dark I didn’t see her turn red. I felt like placing her hands on my already hard crotch and also placing mine on her semi exposed heavy breasts. She only replied saying ‘Thank you Sir’ in the usual joking but affirmative manner. We were silent thereafter for about a minute. I dropped the earlier raised hand break of the car and looked deep in her eyes. In the darkness for the first time, a connection was made through the eyes. We kissed. My hand went straight to her waist since it was rudely to gun for her breast direct. The atmosphere was charged with extreme lust. We kissed for 5mins, mouth locked in eachother. Lips lipping, tongue licking, not wanting to offend the other by breaking the flow.

My phone rang.


Got to stop here. My fingers dey ache. Will conclude later.

                                        han han ,  why yo go talk this one for here?  I go  hmmmn

                                                                                                                                                 


 

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That's why i've been try to convince you darli guarantee this thread won't remain the same after we get 2geda 

i don run 1000000000000000000000000000 miles away frm you.