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Uncle, please stop, Funmi begged.
The begging wasn’t exactly the kind of that was meant to be honoured.
And here is my reason why.
Funmi is a 300-level sexy 18-year-old neighbour’s daughter, who always flirts with me especially when she notices I’m leaving my apartment early in the morning. That is when she thinks it is best to go out to buy something or just have some business outside.
She is always clad in either singlet or t-shirt that is really tight, with no bra underneath. Not wanting to be the Hot uncle, I always try as much as possible to look away. But she always seem so excited and actually stands in my way, forcing me to stare at those nipples aggressively visible on the shirt. The angle where the nipples sit on her chest, makes me wonder how incredibly perky those boobs are.
I would greet her and look up, smile a little and move on, ask her about her folks and just be nice generally.
I wasn’t feeling so good this particular day, so I left work early. I went straight home.
I went to The Palms to buy grub. My main aim was to go home, relax, catch up on a new show and just relax and enjoy my mini day off. As I got home, I carried the plastic bags with my laptop bag. I wasn’t struggling with them really and proceeded to my flat where I met Funmi on the stairs. She was fully dressed as she was going somewhere. She quizzed me about coming home early. I gave her the response like I usually would, not looking at her face.
She looked at me with pity and collected the bag from me. I was already at my door hence I didn’t need help, but I couldn’t talk her out of it. She followed me into my apartment, helped put them in the fridge. Then she put the grub on the table for me to eat. I came back to the living room in shorts and a shirt as I didn’t trust myself with Funmi. I didn’t wear my boxer short, but knee-length shorts.
She asked for a favour. She wanted my help with a Maths assignment from school. I said no wahala.
I continued watching my show and eating. My air conditioner had kicked in. It was cold everywhere. Funmi strolled back in, with bum shorts and the singlet and as usual, without her bra. I was forced to ask why she undressed.

She claimed she just got back from school when I saw her.
She sat at the dining table, opened her book and buried her head in the assignment. I walked over to the dining table and sat beside her to look at the assignment. It was differentiation, which I could help with, but the sight of the boobs was a big distraction for me. I stood up and went behind her back, bent in beside her head and my hands went directly for her boobs.....Continue reading here:- http://proudlynations.com.ng/2016/01/the-friendly-neigbhour-18-by-deolububble/