. I was not totally surprised she suspected I was having an affair outside the matrimony but what baffled me was how she knew the details.

She stood up from her seat.

“You will have to pick between Bimpe and me. I give you one week to make that choice.”

Her tone was icy. I had never heard my Funmi speak in that manner before. She hissed and left the sitting-room. Now, this was serious.

Yes, I had cheated on her, but I thought I had been smart about it. I also felt as a man, I had the right to do so. Yes, in my reasoning, I had the right to pick one or two lovers outside my matrimonial home.

To me, Funmi was making so much ado about nothing. I was an African man, for God’s sake! She should understand or try to understand that?

I remained in the sitting-room several minutes after she had left. She said she gave me one week to choose between her and Bimpe.

Was she not bluffing? How could she say that? She was my wife and was supposed to stick to me in rain or in shine. She must understand that.

I finally went to the bedroom. I realized she had moved from our bedroom to the spare one. She and our daughter would be sleeping there. I sighed and wondered how long she would put up with the act.

The following morning, I realized that I would have to prepare for work and leave the house even without a cup of tea or coffee.

Funmi remained holed up in the other room. I shrugged and left for work. Now, it was note-worthy to state that it was not only at home that I was facing hostility.

Even in the office, Favour had been cold and aloof since she suspected that I had started an affair with Bimpe. She accused me ‘abandoning’ her. Now, that was absurd, wasn’t it?

I would not allow her or Funmi to debar me from enjoying my new romance with Bimpe, who had proved to be a desirable and an exquisite lady.

As usual, at the close of work, I left for Bimpe’s apartment. Favour had stopped taking the ‘lift’ I offered her. If that was what she wanted, no problem. Our fling was without commitment and it could be terminated without prior notice.

My drive to Anthony was smooth. I got here few minutes after six o’clock and Bimpe was already expecting me.

“Hello, love,” she said as soon as she opened the door for me.

We kissed briefly.

“So, how was your day?” I asked.

She grinned. “Fine.”


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Now, it was note-worthy to state that it was not only at home that I was facing hostility. Even in the office, Favour had been cold and aloof since she suspected that I had started an affair with Bimpe. She accused me ‘abandoning’ her. Now, that was absurd, wasn’t it?

I would not allow her or Funmi to debar me from enjoying my new romance with Bimpe, who had proved to be a desirable and an exquisite lady.

As usual, at the close of work, I left for Bimpe’s apartment. Favour had stopped taking the ‘lift’ I offered her. If that was what she wanted, no problem. Our fling was without commitment and it could be terminated without prior notice.

My drive to Anthony was smooth. I got here few minutes after six o’clock and Bimpe was already expecting me.

“Hello, love,” she said as soon as she opened the door for me.

We kissed briefly.

“So, how was your day?” I asked.

She grinned. “Fine.”

Beyond welcoming me, I could see that she had an ace up her sleeve. She was only clad in a black sexy bra and black pantie. Her smile was also very inviting, so I needed no further invitation.

I grabbed her and crushed her lips with kisses. The acts made us breathless. I lifted her and carried her to the bedroom. We flopped on the bed and in a frenzy, I removed my wears. She followed suit by removing her lingerie.

I moved to her and resumed the kiss. I could feel ripples of pleasure running through my blood and nerve systems. My right hand held her wrist and held it down to the pillow behind her head as I decided to straddle her.

From this position, it was like our naked bodies had become intertwined. I sat briefly, then changed the position, making her to be the one that sat astride me.

She raised her hips so that she could easily slid in at the end of my still hard cock inside her very wet cunt. She leaned down to kiss me and I reciprocated avidly.

My tongue swept around her lips and mouth. It was a symbol of the culmination of the desire and emotion that we had for each other. She kissed me back harder, trying to match my passion.

Sitting down hard on my cock and feeling her tight but slippery pussy put me in a state of ecstasy.

I gasped while she moaned. Her moans were like melodious sounds, so desirable to hear and so satisfying. She started to move back and forth on my cock and hips.

I grabbed her boobs whose nipples stared at me. My fingers fondled them. I moved on to make my fingers pinch the nipples. At first, I did it very gently but I soon increased the pressure until there was increase in her moaning.

I didn’t mind if she combined that action with gasping, twerking and squealing. She clamped her thighs hard on my body, riding me on the top.

My hands continued to handle her breasts. My breathing became hard and fast, my body tensed. If we continued like this for few more seconds, somebody would reach the climax and cum. But I didn’t want us to get to that stage yet.

I slowed our act down and gripped her to a stop. It was time to change the position. I unmounted her from me, made her to be on all fours and went to her back.

No, I never fancied anal sex. It was going to be the normal coition, except that this time around, it was going to be from behind. She parted her legs to show that she welcomed me and the gesture.

My cock was ready and rearing to go one more time. I made the tip to press and linger at the entrance. I could see that she had eyes closed, anticipating the next action.

My cock finally slid inside with all the grandeur it could muster. I did it slowly from here. It was a way of bidding my time. I wanted us to get to the new mode and adjust accordingly.

Our movements once again came with involuntary moans that would be perfect for a steamy movie. I moved forward to reach to her dangling boobs. I couldn’t see much of them, but their touch and handling was very much desirable.


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My cock finally slid inside with all the grandeur it could muster. I did it slowly from here. It was a way of bidding my time. I wanted us to get to the new mode and adjust accordingly. Our movements once again came with involuntary moans that would be perfect for a steamy movie. I moved forward to reach to her dangling boobs. I couldn’t see much of them, but their touch and handling was very much desirable.
The sensations from my body were indescribable. Now, I stepped up the level and pushed my cock completely inside her. My groin was against her arse and my cock was deep inside her.

I could see that her body had become slippery as a result of sweats. We carried on with our act passionately, interjecting with sounds that depicted how pleasurable we found our deed.
Our trip of lust was overwhelmingly desirable. Our bodies, minds, emotions and love were in cloud seven, where exactly we wanted them to be. I raised myself slightly up and moved my hands back to the hips were I gripped them. The crescendo of our act loomed in sight. I could feel the twitching and pulsating state of my cock right inside her. I gave one grunt of peaked satisfaction as the hot fluid of my semen erupted from where it had been held.

The orgasm was most symbolic. I removed the cock to splash her bum with the sticky, whitish liquid. It was the end of another blissful trip of nothing.

Minutes later, we remained naked under the bed cover. I held her left hand and teased her fingers.

“I’m afraid this may be our last season together,” she announced.

I was surprised. “What do you mean?”

She sighed. “Lanre has met with my parents. He has seriously pleaded with them and has given the promise that he will be faithful henceforth. My parents want me to return to him.”

It was my turn to sigh. “So, what will you do?”

She grimaced and shrugged. “For the sake of my parents, I will have to give him another chance.”

I suddenly felt jealous. “So, you’ll just leave me like that for him?”

It reminded me of our campus days. Lanre came along and won her over. Now, he was doing a similar thing.
But what was my problem? I was married, wasn’t it? If Bimpe would be returning to her husband, shouldn’t I retrace my steps and reconcile with my wife too?

“So, when are you returning to Abuja? What about your Lagos job?” I managed to ask.

“Lanre will be coming to Lagos tomorrow and will be spending about a week. He will be staying here with me. We will likely leave together. As for the N.G.O, I will request for re-transfer to Abuja.”

I nodded grimly. If everything went as she said, this would indeed be the last steamy session we would have together. That evening, I was a bit unsettled about missing her that I was a bit moody. Up to the time I left for my home, I was still feeling ‘somehow’.


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She grimaced and shrugged. “For the sake of my parents, I will have to give him another chance.”

I suddenly felt jealous. “So, you’ll just leave me like that for him?”

It reminded me of our campus days. Lanre came along and won her over. Now, he was doing a similar thing.

But what was my problem? I was married, wasn’t it? If Bimpe would be returning to her husband, shouldn’t I retrace my steps and reconcile with my wife too?

“So, when are you returning to Abuja? What about your Lagos job?” I managed to ask.

“Lanre will be coming to Lagos tomorrow and will be spending about a week. He will be staying here with me. We will likely leave together. As for the N.G.O, I will request for re-transfer to Abuja.”

I nodded grimly. If everything went as she said, this would indeed be the last steamy session we would have together. That evening, I was a bit unsettled about missing her that I was a bit moody. Up to the time I left for my home, I was still feeling ‘somehow’.

Funmi still carried on in the cold, distant manner. For many days now, she only greeted me and went on as if I was a stranger in the house.

Now, with the imminent departure of Bimpe, I would have to find ways of reconciling with her.
Truly, when I called Bimpe the following afternoon, she informed me that her husband had arrived from Abuja.

It dawned on me, sadly, that indeed she was out of my reach. After closing, I went on a little shopping at the Maryland shopping plaza on my way home. I bought a perfume and a gold watch that I would give Funmi. It was my first step towards the reconciliatory move.

On getting home, my first surprise was that she was not around. The door of the flat was locked. Of course, I had my own key, but not meeting her in the house was very odd.

My curiosity was unraveled when I saw that she left a note on the center table in the living-room. The message on it read:

I’ve gone with Jessica, our daughter. You can now go ahead and have unlimited time with your mistress.
Funmi

What! How could Funmi do this? How could she leave with our daughter at this point in time? I looked at the gifts I had bought for her. Didn’t she know that I was about to turn a new leaf and continue to be the loving, dotting husband I once was?

This was terrible. It was okay to live in ‘cold war’, but her leaving me completely was unacceptable. No, she shouldn’t have done this.

I couldn’t have imagined that she would take the matter to this extent. I had to read the note again and be sure that it was written in her hand writing before I would fully admit that she had written the note. Indeed, she wrote it.

What a bad development. Bimpe was a no-go-area. How would my Funmi also become unreachable?

What kind of terrible development was this? Suddenly, the lovers of my life were becoming run-away ones. Within the last hours, so many things had changed.


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What a bad development. Bimpe was a no-go-area. How would my Funmi also become unreachable? What kind of terrible development was this? Suddenly, the lovers of my life were becoming run-away ones. Within the last hours, so many things had changed.

I brought out my phone and called her lines. None was reachable. I thought briefly. Where could she have gone. Her parents lived in Ishaga, near Surulere. That was the most probable place.

I would call her father. Her mother was a petulant woman with sharp tongue, so it was better I called the man.

I dialed the man’s number.

“Hello, good evening, sir,” I greeted the man as soon as he picked my call.

“Good evening, my son.”

“Please, sir, I just want to know if Funmi is over there at your place.”

“Funmi, your wife? Well, I wouldn’t know. I’ve not got to the house. What happened to her?”

I sighed. “On getting home now, I discovered that she had left with our daughter. She left a note to inform me that she had left with the girl, so I was wondering if she’s has come over there.”

“She left your house? Now, why on hell would she do that?”

“We had a slight quarrel,” I explained. “For some days, she barely communicated with me. Now, she has packed out.”

“You two were having such a frosty relationship and you did not let me know?”

“I’m so sorry sir.”

“Anyway, when I get home, I’ll let you know if she’s there or not.”

“Oh, thank you, sir. I will come around by tomorrow to explain things to you.”

“Alright. See you.”

“See you, sir. Thanks.”

I was in sore mood. Now, if she had told her mother, it was as good as telling the BBC. I believed Funmi erred in leaving the house. A matter like this was what we should be able to resolve between ourselves.

I sat in the living-room. I was so ruffled I had no appetite to eat anything. About an hour later, my father in law called.

“I met her in the house and she explained all that happened to me. Why did you behave like that?”

“I’m very sorry, sir. I’ve realized that the behavior was very wrong, and I’m sorry. It would not happen again.”

There was a slight pause across the line. “Well, you will still have to come around to explain things.”

“Alright, sir. Thank you, sir.”

He cut the communication. That night, I did not have a good sleep.


* * *

In the office, the following morning, everything appeared cool. Favour was still acting coldly, and – as usual – I ignored her antic. About mid-day, Favour brought a letter to me.

“What is inside?” I asked.

“You have to read it to know, sir.”

She walked away. Could she be asking for a leave or a pay rise? I opened the letter. I was surprised by the content. It was a letter of resignation. She stated that she would like to exit my service in two weeks’ time. It was supposed to be a four-week notice, but then. Now, why did she want to quit?

I pressed the buzzer to summon her.

“Why do you want to resign?” I demanded as soon as she entered my office.

“For personal reason,” she replied in a surly tone.

“You’ve got another job?”

She shrugged. “Not exactly.”

“So, why’re you leaving?”

Again, she shrugged.


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It was supposed to be a four-week notice, but then. Now, why did she want to quit? I pressed the buzzer to summon her.

“Why do you want to resign?” I demanded as soon as she entered my office.

“For personal reason,” she replied in a surly tone.

“You’ve got another job?”

She shrugged. “Not exactly.”

“So, why’re you leaving?”

Again, she shrugged. Whatever that meant. I sighed. She must be bluffing, I told myself. Favour must be bluffing.

In the next few days, I had lonely nights in the house. Bimpe was out of reach and Funmi refused to move in. Despite going to meet her in her parents’ home and assuring that the misdeeds of the past were bygone issues, she remained adamant.

This was terrible. How could I be living the life of a bachelor all over again?
I would really love to be a faithful husband. With the development with Bimpe and Favour, this should be the time for me to show all my love for my wife, but she was around for that.

A week after Funmi parked out, I decided that I could not continue with my forced celibacy anymore. Rather than go to the club at Palm Groove for my after-work relaxation, I decided to drive to Opebi/ Allen axis to ‘sight-see’.

Along Opebi Road, I saw a very beautiful, light skinned lady walking along the road in front of a popular eatery. I slowed down my Lexus car and parked. I wound down the side glass a bit and talked to her as soon as she got to where I had parked the car.

“Hello, lady.”

She looked at me. “Hi.”

“I’ll go straight to the point,” I said. “I’m looking for fun and I think I’ve got the right person in you.”

She looked as if she was expecting me to say that. “What if you’re wrong?”

I smiled. So far, everything showed that I was not wrong. “What if I’m not wrong?”

She grinned too. “Just what do you want?”

“You. I desire your company. I desire to know you more. Why don’t you hope in inside the car?”

She went to the other side of the car while I opened the door for her. She slid into the car.

“Give me the privilege of knowing your name,” I said. “Mine is Akin.”

“I’m Sandra.”

“Oh, what a beautiful name, Sandra. Pleased to me you.”

She couldn’t be more that twenty-five but looked sophisticated.

“What do you think? Should I take you to my club, or do we buy take away food and go to my home?”

“Your home will be better.”

She was straight-to-the-point. It looked like she was down to earth. It was okay. I could handle that. I stopped at an eatery where I bought take-away fried rice and chicken. I also bought a bottle of wine.

I then drove to my residence.

We ate the food and chatted briefly. According to her, she had just finished her course in Mass Communication and was awaiting the call-up letter to report for national youth service. I confessed to her that I was married but had issue with my wife. Sandra seemed not to mind my marital status.

After the food, we took the wine. Apart from her beauty, there was something very confident about the way she talked and acted. In fact, our conversation was so familiar as if we had known each other for a long time.

“Will you like to sleep here overnight?” I asked her tentatively.

She grinned. “If you want me to, why not?”

If I wanted her to? Of course, I did!

“You’re most welcome, my dear.”

We sat in the living-room and watched the television. She said she liked Telemundo. I hardly watched the channel, but since that was what she wanted, I tagged along. She seemed to be delighted in what she watched and I allowed her to be.

Not only that, I also tried to pick interest in the programs. We watched the t.v until late in the night.

* * *

Finally, we decided we had had enough of television viewing.

“We need to define this relationship,” she said.

My brows went up. “What do you mean by that?”
She smiled. “We need to define if it’s going to be ordinary friendship or lover stuff.”

I grinned. Friendship? Who wanted only friendship?

“I didn’t bring you here just for friendship,” I said.

She sighed and nodded. “In that case, I need to let you know that playing love with me is not a joke. I’m the hard core type.”

Oh, but that was good, my mind said. I liked babes that were bold enough to assert their signature.



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She smiled. “We need to define if it’s going to be ordinary friendship or lover stuff.”

I grinned. Friendship? Who wanted only friendship?

“I didn’t bring you here just for friendship,” I said.
She sighed and nodded. “In that case, I need to let you know that playing love with me is not a joke. I’m the hard core type.”

Oh, but that was good, my mind said. I liked babes that were bold enough to assert their signature.

“That’s perfectly well with me,” I replied.

She eyed me somehow, as if doubtful of what I just said.

“Are sure? Are sure you are man enough to bear this?”

I almost snickered. “Of course, I am. Do not doubt my manliness, lady.”

She chuckled. “Alright. Time will tell.”

I pulled her to her feet and led her to my bedroom. I ran my fingers over her well-adorned attached hair. I drew her to myself and kissed her, slowly and gently at first. She darted her tongue out and was soon deep inside my mouth.

I undid the zip on the back of her pink top. I eased it over her head and dropped it on the edge of the bed. Her tongue continued to probe in and out of my mouth. I scooped her boobs before unhooking and removing her bra.

I paused briefly to admire her jaunty boobs and the shapely body. I smiled to myself. There was no doubt that she had a very lovely figure and statistics. I removed her tongue from my mouth so I could kiss her neck.

Simultaneously, my right hand played with her left nipple, flicking it backwards and forward; stimulating it and getting the desired result.

“These your boobs are the shapeliest I’ve ever seen,” I commented. “How lovely it will be to suck them.”

“They are all yours,” she replied, smiling.

She was right. As far as this moment was concerned, all the beautiful parts of her body were all mine. Slowly, I edged my fingers down between her legs. My fingers slid inside the skirt to the pantie inside. She was clean-shaven, but that was not the only thing I noticed about her.

“Goodness, this honey zone is so wet. I wonder what tasting it will be like.” It was more like a mumble I made into her neck.

I made her to lie on the bed and removed the remaining clothing she was wearing. Then, I opened her legs wide. It was my fingers that went to the vulva and the layers to caress them. While the fingers did that, my mouth sucked her nipples.

From the left one, my mouth moved to the second. The boobs seemed to bounce and welcome my act. Sandra moaned. I had no doubt that she was enjoying my exploits.

She wasn’t the coy or reserved type. Her right hand reached for my big cock. Teasingly, the fingers tightened around it. She was probably trying to make me feel as excited as I was making her.

She removed her hand from my cock and held my check. Her hand moved it to the valley of her spread legs. It was an unspoken need, but I got the message.


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While the fingers did that, my mouth sucked her nipples. From the left one, my mouth moved to the second. The boobs seemed to bounce and welcome my act. Sandra moaned. I had no doubt that she was enjoying my exploits.

She wasn’t the coy or reserved type. Her right hand reached for my big cock. Teasingly, the fingers tightened around it. She was probably trying to make me feel as excited as I was making her.

She removed her hand from his cock and held his check. Her hand moved it to the valley of her spread legs. It was an unspoken need, but he got the message.

His tongue darted out and its tip meandered up and down her thighs. The master teaser was at work. The tongue flicked around licked the flesh around. When she saw that his preamble was taking long, she moved his head to the honey pot.

His tongue licked the vulva and the clitoris and it got her wildly ecstatic.

She moaned and writhed her waist. Her moans made him to intensify his efforts. She writhed her whole body as more sensation jolted through her body. Sandra was good at it too.

She rubbed her cunt back and forth over my mouth in a regular rhythmic pattern. She could not hold herself back when the spasm of orgasm came. Her body shuddered.

I was not through with my act. My fingers took over from where my tongue had been. Deftly, the fingers worked on the clit. Her moans became more audible as her legs tightened on my hand.

I wanted to make her yearn for more and reach more peak. For maximum effect, my other hand went to her boobs. Everything produced the desired effects.

“Wait, wait,” she suddenly muttered.

“Hmn?”

“Wait.”

She removed my hand from her cunt and held my dick. “Give me a real Bleep.”

I reacted as if I was uncertain of what to do.

“I want you to use your dick,” she moaned.

“Well, I was coming to that.”

“I want it now,” she emphasized. “Now.” Her fingers ran over my big organ. “This feels so big and huge. I want to feel you inside of me right away.”

I nodded. What was I here for? I pinched her nipples hard and thrust my cock deep inside her.

“Hmn,” she moaned. I started the thrusting.

“Don’t be so gentle,” she pleaded.

“What?”

“Be hard. Be rough with me.”

“Really?”

She gritted her teeth. “Come on. Be rough. Talk dirty. Talk rough.”

“Okay, baby. Okay, bitch!”

“Yeah. Yeah.”

“You bitch wants to be bleeped, right? Okay, then, I’m going to Bleep you till you forget your name.”

“Yeah,” she replied in the same tone. “You son of a bitch, do your worse.”

I banged her harder and roughly pressed on her boobs.

“Son of a bitch,” she said in defiance. “Try harder.”
Now, this was quite strange. No lady had ever called me that before.

Certainly, among all the ladies I had met, Sandra was the weirdest. I thought things like this belonged to the movie, but here I was experiencing it. Strangely, I was enjoying the whole thing.

“You dirty bitch deserve this,” I muttered, as my heart beat increased to the demand of my task.

“Oh gosh, try more son of a bitch,” she said.

“Okay. Okay, bitch!”

“Oh goodness. Are you tired? I thought you are a man.”

Of course I was a man. Who was this bitch to tell me otherwise? I realized that I must not cum so soon. Not with this weird lady. I had to do something to slow down the rising passion. It would be better I talked more dirty.

“I’m going to so much do this that you will never forget me in your life,” I said.

“Do what?” she demanded.

“Bleep you.”

“So, why don’t you go ahead?”


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My fingers took over from where my tongue had been. Deftly, the fingers worked on the clit. Her moans became more audible as her legs tightened on my hand. I wanted to make her yearn for more and reach more peak.

For maximum effect, my other hand went to her boobs. Everything produced the desired effects.

“Wait, wait,” she suddenly muttered.

“Hmn?”

“Wait.”

She removed my hand from her cunt and held my dick. “Give me a real Bleep.”

I reacted as if I was uncertain of what to do.

“I want you to use your dick,” she moaned.

“Well, I was coming to that.”

“I want it now,” she emphasized. “Now.”

Her fingers ran over my big organ. “This feels so big and huge. I want to feel you inside of me right away.”

I nodded. What was I here for? I pinched her nipples hard and thrust my cock deep inside her.

“Hmn,” she moaned. I started the thrusting.

“Don’t be so gentle,” she pleaded.

“What?”

“Be hard. Be rough with me.”

“Really?”

She gritted her teeth. “Come on. Be rough. Talk dirty. Talk rough.”

“Okay, baby. Okay, bitch!”

“Yeah. Yeah.”

“You bitch wants to be bleeped, right? Okay, then, I’m going to Bleep you till you forget your name.”

“Yeah,” she replied in the same tone. “You son of a bitch, do your worse.”

I banged her harder and roughly pressed on her boobs.

“Son of a bitch,” she said in defiance. “Try harder.”

Now, this was quite strange. No lady had ever called me that before. Certainly, among all the ladies I had met, Sandra was the weirdest. I thought things like this belonged to the movie, but here I was experiencing it. Strangely, I was enjoying the whole thing.

“You dirty bitch deserve this,” I muttered, as my heart beat increased to the demand of my task.

“Oh gosh, try more son of a bitch,” she said.

“Okay. Okay, bitch!”

“Oh goodness. Are you tired? I thought you are a man.”

Of course I was a man. Who was this bitch to tell me otherwise? I realized that I must not cum so soon. Not with this weird lady. I had to do something to slow down the rising passion. It would be better I talked more dirty.

“I’m going to so much do this that you will never forget me in your life,” I said.

“Do what?” she demanded.

“Bleep you.”

“So, why don’t you go ahead?”

“Oh, that’s what I’m doing, bitch.”

“Fine. Go ahead. Prove it.”

“And I’m going to download my hot load deep inside your pussy.”

“Good. Go ahead son of a bitch.”

He suddenly stopped. They had spent too much time in this position. I made her to knee on the bed and knelt behind her. Then, I entered her from behind.

“You bitch will know the kind of man I am,” I boasted.

“Go ahead,” she replied daringly.

I thrust in and out of her, my balls banging against her well-shaped arse.

“Come on. Deeper, harder.”

“Hmn.”

“Bleep me, Bleep me harder. Common, son of a bitch.”

She remained on all fours, her boobs bouncing as I pushed in and out.

“Damn, your stamina is commendable,” I admitted. “How come you’re so energetic?”

“Oh, but you’ve not seen anything yet. Why don’t you just Bleep, son of a bitch?”

She opened her legs wider for me. “Just Bleep, bitch.”

I grunted and sighed. This lady was certainly daring. She was soon tired of the style. She stopped me and turned to lay on her back. She widened her legs, raising the right one up. I could see that my penetration of her was deeper.

I put her legs over my shoulders and that even made things to go deeper. Now, I decided to end this session. I banged faster and faster.

“Oh yeah, that’s it. That’s it,” Sandra moaned, her body jerking.

She came again. As she did, she tightened her legs around my waist. In turn, I shuddered. My cock stiffened inside her as I too climaxed. We collapsed on the bed, breathing hard as we lie side by side.

“You’re good,” I muttered. “Among them all, you are the best.”

She looked pleased at what I had said but did not say a word. Wow, she was indeed the most daring lady I had ever met. Everything about her showed that she surpassed all other ladies I had met in brashness and playing the game of lust.

She allowed me to rest for only a couple of minutes. I was surprised when her right hand reached for my dick and she shoved it in her mouth. The way she ran her tongue over it and sucked it showed that she was very good in it. Soon, the organ became rock-hard in her hand and she squeezed it. She glided her hand up and down my dick in a way that sent new sensation through my spine.

She knelt in between my legs as she licked at my balls. I moaned in pleasure. Gingered on, she tickled my furry balls with her tongue, her hand swirling all over my stiff cock. Then, she sucked one of my balls into her mouth and tugged on it. It didn’t hurt me. Rather, it sent jolts of sweet sensation through me.

“Hmn…” I moaned.

I leaned back against an upright pillow and closed my eyes. She took my entire sack in her mouth and pulled on it. It was an experience I had never had before. She juggled my balls with her tongue, leaving me without a doubt that she had had lots of
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Simultaneously, my right hand played with her left nipple, flicking it backwards and forward; stimulating it and getting the desired result.

“These your boobs are the shapeliest I’ve ever seen,” I commented. “How lovely it will be to suck them.”

“They are all yours,” she replied, smiling.

She was right. As far as this moment was concerned, all the beautiful parts of her body were all mine. Slowly, I edged my fingers down between her legs.

My fingers slid inside the skirt to the pantie inside. She was clean-shaven, but that was not the only thing I noticed about her.

“Goodness, this honey zone is so wet. I wonder what tasting it will be like.” It was more like a mumble I made into her neck.

I made her to lie on the bed and removed the remaining clothing she was wearing. Then, I opened her legs wide. It was my fingers that went to the vulva and the layers to caress them.

While the fingers did that, my mouth sucked her nipples. From the left one, my mouth moved to the second. The boobs seemed to bounce and welcome my act. Sandra moaned. I had no doubt that she was enjoying my exploits.

She wasn’t the coy or reserved type. Her right hand reached for my big cock. Teasingly, the fingers tightened around it. She was probably trying to make me feel as excited as I was making her.

She removed her hand from his cock and held his check. Her hand moved it to the valley of her spread legs. It was an unspoken need, but I got the message.

My tongue darted out and its tip meandered up and down her thighs. The master teaser was at work. The tongue flicked around licked the flesh around. When she saw that my preamble was taking long, she moved his head to the honey pot. My tongue licked the vulva and the clitoris and it got her wildly ecstatic.

She moaned and writhed her waist. Her moans made him to intensify his efforts. She writhed her whole body as more sensation jolted through her body. Sandra was good at it too. She rubbed her cunt back and forth over my mouth in a regular rhythmic pattern. She could not hold herself back when the spasm of orgasm came. Her body shuddered.

I was not through with my act. My fingers took over from where my tongue had been. Deftly, the fingers worked on the clit. Her moans became more audible as her legs tightened on my hand. I wanted to make her yearn for more and reach more peak. For maximum effect, my other hand went to her boobs. Everything produced the desired effects.

“Wait, wait,” she suddenly muttered.

“Hmn?”

“Wait.”

She removed my hand from her cunt and held my dick. “Give me a real Bleep.”

I reacted as if I was uncertain of what to do.

“I want you to use your dick,” she moaned.

“Well, I was coming to that.”

“I want it now,” she emphasized. “Now.” Her fingers ran over my big organ. “This feels so big and huge. I want to feel you inside of me right away.”

I nodded. What was I here for? I pinched her nipples hard and thrust my cock deep inside her.

“Hmn,” she moaned. I started the thrusting.

“Don’t be so gentle,” she pleaded.

“What?”

“Be hard. Be rough with me.”

“Really?”

She gritted her teeth. “Come on. Be rough. Talk dirty. Talk rough.”

“Okay, baby. Okay, bitch!”

“Yeah. Yeah.”

“You bitch wants to be bleeped, right? Okay, then, I’m going to Bleep you till you forget your name.”

“Yeah,” she replied in the same tone. “You son of a bitch, do your worse.”

I banged her harder and roughly pressed on her boobs.

“Son of a bitch,” she said in defiance. “Try harder.”

Now, this was quite strange. No lady had ever called me that before. Certainly, among all the ladies I had met, Sandra was the weirdest. I thought things like this belonged to the movie, but here I was experiencing it. Strangely, I was enjoying the whole thing.

“You dirty bitch deserve this,” I muttered, as my heart beat increased to the demand of my task.

“Oh gosh, try more son of a bitch,” she said.

“Okay. Okay, bitch!”

“Oh goodness. Are you tired? I thought you are a man.”

Of course I was a man. Who was this bitch to tell me otherwise? I realized that I must not cum so soon. Not with this weird lady. I had to do something to slow down the rising passion. It would be better I talked more dirty.

“I’m going to so much do this that you will never forget me in your life,” I said.

“Do what?” she demanded.

“Bleep you.”

“So, why don’t you go ahead?”

“Oh, that’s what I’m doing, bitch.”

“Fine. Go ahead. Prove it.”

“And I’m going to download my hot load deep inside your pussy.”

“Good. Go ahead son of a bitch.”

He suddenly stopped. They had spent too much time in this position. I made her to knee on the bed and knelt behind her. Then, I entered her from behind.

“You bitch will know the kind of man I am,” I boasted.

“Go ahead,” she replied daringly.

I thrust in and out of her, my balls banging against her well-shaped arse.

“Come on. Deeper, harder.”

“Hmn.”

“Bleep me, Bleep me harder. Common, son of a bitch.”

She remained on all fours, her boobs bouncing as I pushed in and out.

“Damn, your stamina is commendable,” I admitted. “How come you’re so energetic?”

“Oh, but you’ve not seen anything yet. Why don’t you just Bleep, son of a bitch?”



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She opened her legs wider for me. “Just Bleep, bitch.”

I grunted and sighed. This lady was certainly daring. She was soon tired of the style. She stopped me and turned to lay on her back.

She widened her legs, raising the right one up. I could see that my penetration of her was deeper. I put her legs over my shoulders and that even made things to go deeper. Now, I decided to end this session. I banged faster and faster.

“Oh yeah, that’s it. That’s it,” Sandra moaned, her body jerking.

She came again. As she did, she tightened her legs around my waist. In turn, I shuddered.

My cock stiffened inside her as I too climaxed. We collapsed on the bed, breathing hard as we lie side by side.

“You’re good,” I muttered. “Among them all, you are the best.”

She looked pleased at what I had said but did not say a word. Wow, she was indeed the most daring lady I had ever met.

Everything about her showed that she surpassed all other ladies I had met in brashness and playing the game of lust.

She allowed me to rest for only a couple of minutes. I was surprised when her right hand reached for my dick and she shoved it in her mouth.

The way she ran her tongue over it and sucked it showed that she was very good in it. Soon, the organ became rock-hard in her hand and she squeezed it. She glided her hand up and down my dick in a way that sent new sensation through my spine.

She knelt in between my legs as she licked at my balls. I moaned in pleasure. Gingered on, she tickled my furry balls with her tongue, her hand swirling all over my stiff cock.

Then, she sucked one of my balls into her mouth and tugged on it. It didn’t hurt me. Rather, it sent jolts of sweet sensation through me.

“Hmn…” I moaned.

I leaned back against an upright pillow and closed my eyes. She took my entire sack in her mouth and pulled on it. It was an experience I had never had before.

She juggled my balls with her tongue, leaving me without a doubt that she had had lots of experience with MouthAction.

Sandra knew exactly what to do and how to do it for her to drive me crazy. My eyes watched her keenly as she sucked and tongued my testicles. She disgorged the sopping wet sack and ran her tongue all the way up from my balls to the cockhead.

She paused to wet my shaft with her warm saliva. Then, she gripped my dick at the base and licked the pulsating cock.

“Hmn, hmn,” I moaned. My voice was like a strangled whisper.

She moved my rigid cock downwards and completely covered the dickhead with her mouth. She sucked passionately on the cock-top, her tongue burnishing the sensitive underneath of my hood.

Her action inevitably made her head bobbed up and down. She went on to take more of my throbbing member into her mouth each time and I could feel it deep in her throat.

Wryly, I thought of her swallowing the whole lot. That was a macabre imagination. That, I believed, would never happen.

I tilted my head up and grunted in delight. In a matter of seconds to come, I stiffened my body. Spurts of semen bolted out of my dick and were vacuumed into her mouth. Surprisingly, she swallowed them down her throat.

I her gripped her shoulders with my hands as the jerk of my body accompanied the climax. In awe, I watched as she swallowed the whole spurting semen.

That was it. I had had enough for a night. She seemed to be satisfied too and we soon drifted into sleep. The following morning, I didn’t wake up until few minutes after six o’clock.

As a matter of fact, she was the one that woke me up. I was surprised to see that she had already dressed up.

“Are you going to sleep all day long?” she asked.

I quickly got up from the bed. “You’ve already dressed up,” I commented.

“Yeah. I have to get to the campus.”

Thanks for the update.

As a matter of fact, she was the one that woke me up. I was surprised to see that she had already dressed up.

“Are you going to sleep all day long?” she asked.
I quickly got up from the bed. “You’ve already dressed up,” I commented.

“Yeah. I have to get to the campus.”

I nodded and went to the toilet to pee. I came back and could see that she was ready to go. I searched for my wallet, removed some one-thousand naira bills and handed them to her.

“Use that as your transport fare.”

“Thanks, sweet Akin.”

I smiled at her. “You are welcome. When do I see you again?”

She grinned at me. “When do you want to see me again?”

That was a million-dollar question. “Let me have your number. I will give you a call.”

We exchanged numbers and she left.

Phew! What a lady. This Sandra was surely the ‘baddest’ lady I had ever met. I went to the bathroom to take my bath. Minutes later, as I creamed my body, I could not but think over my encounter with Sandra.

She seemed not to be a material girl as she neither talked about being paid for her ‘service’, nor complain about the amount of money I gave her.

I shrugged. She was indeed a peculiar lady.

* * *

I was soon in my office and was engrossed in work. Going by the notice of resignation Favour gave me, she had only a couple of days to work with me. I still believed she was only bluffing.

How could she just say she would leave just like that? Except she had got a better job, there was no reason to do that.

She had been a good person to work with. Maybe I should try a reconciliatory tactic with her. During the lunch break, I called her to my office. I put on my best charms in warming her heart. Guess what? I succeeded.

“I couldn’t bear sharing you with that woman,” she confessed.

She was referring to Bimpe. Though it was ridiculous that a ‘side chick’ would be saying that she could not bear sharing me with another lady, I told her that Bimpe was out of my life. What would Favour say if she were to be my legally wedded wife?

“So, are you ready to give me the kind of attention you were giving me before?” she asked to be reassured. I was not going to tell her about my latest catch, Sandra, so I nodded in concession.

“Don’t worry, Favour dear. You have nothing to fear, henceforth.”

She smiled. “Are you still going to continue as my P.A?” I teased.

“Sure.”

I stood up with my hands spread. “Come on, give me a hug.”

She was in my arms and we kissed briefly.

That was it. That aspect was settled and I did not have to worry about seeking a replacement for now. About closing time, I decided to call Sandra to ask her if she would be available in my apartment tonight. The actions of the previous night were still fresh in my mind and I would not mind having a re-enactment of the whole thing.

I could not get through her number. The network service provider stated that her number was not available. Few minutes later, I tried her number again and it was still the same thing. This was a surprise.

Could network be so bad? I was even more surprised some hours later when I could still not get through to her.

Thanks for the update

Hope Sandra nor be spirit oooo

Nice update

Few minutes later, I tried her number again and it was still the same thing. This was a surprise.

Could network be so bad? I was even more surprised some hours later when I could still not get through to her.

For the rest of that day, getting through to her remained impossible. Up till the following morning, I could still not reach her. Now, this was serious. How could network problem persist for over twelve hours? Why did she not try to call him?

I suddenly realized that Sandra was more of a stranger to me . I didn’t know her full name nor where she lived. She said she was about to finish from the Department of Mass Communication at Unilag, how true was that? I had in no way verified any of the things she claimed.

That Friday afternoon, I decided to try her number towards office closing time but it was the same outcome. Perhaps, she had lost her phone, I reasoned and shrugged the matter off.

Now, I was beginning to feel Hot. Funmi was still stubborn and my hope of meeting Sandra was very slim. But wait a minute, what about favour?

I pressed the bell to summon her.

“Favour darling. You’ve been looking so enchanting since morning.”

She smiled without saying a word.

“Look, I think I should compensate you for all you’ve missed for weeks now. I should also try to reignite the passion I’ve missed.”

“What passion?”

“Come, let me show you.” I pulled her to myself.

Slowly, I unbuttoned her strip shirt and remove it. The red bra she was wearing underneath was very sexy, as far as I was concerned.

They accentuated the boobs and made them really attractive. I touched and then caressed them. She did not protest or resist. That was the good thing about Favour. She always understood my mood and need.

I uncapped the boobs and suckled them. I was conscious that we were in the office, so there was no luxury of time. I raised her skirt up, pulled down her skirt, placed her on the desk, spread her legs, brought out my throbbing manhood, and inserted into her waiting honey hole.

We engaged in a tight embrace as I thrust in and out of her. She made moaning sound too. Conscious that the sound might go beyond the office, I muffled it with kisses.

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