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Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Tonyspecial(m): 1:36pm On Sep 10
Nice one
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by ThrillPlus: 5:04pm On Sep 11
Interesting piece.
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 7:43pm On Sep 12
She raised the back of the t-shirt she wore. She was certainly braless.

I pulled a stool to her side and sat on it. I then rubbed the lotion on her back and massaged the place. She closed her eyes.

Many thought went through my mind. I imagined Enny bursting inside the room and seeing us in this position. But then, even if that should happen, I would explain that I was only helping to massage madam’s body, I argued in my mind.

Believe me, I would stress, it was just a massage.

'Are you okay, now?' I asked after some minutes.

'A little bit,' she muttered. There was a brief silence. ‘What about you?’ she asked. ‘Are you okay?’

I smiled. ‘I’m okay. No problem at all.’

Some minutes later, she her eyes were closed. She appeared to be dozing.

'Are you okay, now, madam?' I asked again.

She opened her eyes briefly. 'Oh, yes, I'm okay now. Thank you.' It was apparent she had started sleeping off.

I put her cloth back to cover her back. I covered the lotion too. I then sighed.

‘Why don’t you sit down here?’ she mumbled,
pointing at a spot on the couch she was lying on. I was thinking of just watching television in the lounging-room, but if what she wanted was for me to sit by her side, then I would have to oblige her. I sat where she had indicated while she placed her head on my laps. She soon slept off.

I continued to watch the television until I slept off too. Some time later, madam stirred and woke me up.


I looked at her dreamily. It took some seconds before I could remember where I was.

'Let’s retire to the bedroom,’ she said.

'Okay.' I stood up and switched off the television.

'Where's my handbag?' she asked.

'I took it to the bedroom.'

'Thank you.’ She stood up and preceded me to the bedroom. Inside the room, just like the previous night, I satisfied all her needs.

The following morning, we repeated the routine of bathing, dressing up and preparing for the day’s activities. I left the bed-room for the sitting-room, where I switched on the television and ordered for room-service.

About half an hour later she came to join me in the sitting-room. After the meal, we rested a bit before we started to pack. I assisted her in packing, then I called for the porter.

As we rode the elevator to the ground floor, I decided that my Abuja trip was certainly unforgettable. My experience with Madam B was certainly worth it. With her, I had experienced what I had never experienced in life before.

We returned the keys of the suite and checked out of the hotel. The executive cab was waiting to drive us to the airport.

We got to the airport and we were told we just missed the ten o'clock flight. We remained in the departure lounge and chatted, hoping to travel by the next flight. We had to travel by the mid-day flight.

By 12.55 p.m, the plane taxied to a stop at the local wing of MM airport in Lagos. Taju, madam's personal driver was already waiting for us at the Arrival Hall. He rushed at us as soon as he saw us, almost prostrating for madam in the process.

He relieved me of madam's valise I was holding, while I insisted on carrying my small bag. Taju then preceded us to the car park where madam's Mercedes S class was one of the cars glittering in the sun.

'Drive to the office, first. Alex will go there and continue his work. Then, you will drive me home.'

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Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Toniopadua: 8:56pm On Sep 12
too short please, you can do better
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by tonysunkan(m): 12:04pm On Sep 14
Interesting episode.
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Tonyspecial(m): 3:00pm On Sep 14
Good combo
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 6:36pm On Sep 14
He relieved me of madam's valise I was holding, while I insisted on carrying my small bag. Taju then preceded us to the car park where madam's Mercedes S class was one of the cars glittering in the sun.

'Drive to the office, first. Alex will go there and continue his work. Then, you will drive me home.'

The driver nodded. 'Yes, madam.'

Chapter Five

Later in the day, I was still working at my desk by 3.00 p.m, when madam's call came in.

'Good afternoon, madam,' I greeted.

'Afternoon, Alex. Hope you're not too tired.'

'No qualms, ma'am. I'm okay.'

'That's good. Concerning the issue of accommodation, we discussed, one of my houses has a vacant two-bedroom flat. The house is at Ketu. You can take the time off to see the estate agency in charge of the house. Tell Mandy to give you the address of the agency. Go there and meet with Mr. Bashorun. I've already discussed your matter with him. He will take you to the flat. If you like it, then you can take it.'

I was gladdened by what she said. ''I'm grateful, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.'

'Let me hear what you think of the place after you've inspected it.'

'Alright, ma'am.'

The line was disconnected. I whistled to myself. Some weeks back, madam had asked me where I lived and I had told her I stayed with an uncle, but was planning on how to get a place of my own. She had promised that she would assist in the way she could.

Now, she was about to fulfill the promise. I tidied up the files on my table and went to the secretary's office.

Mandy was on the phone when I got there. I sat on one of the visitor' chairs and waited. She soon finished the telephone conversation.

'Yes, madam said I should get the address of the estate agency from you.'

She nodded and brought out a paper on which she had written the address of the firm. 'Here.'

'Thank you.' I smiled at her. 'It's very likely I will go home from there. Good night.'

She smiled and reciprocated my farewell. I went back to my office to pick up my bag and locked up the place. The address was at Unity road, Ikeja. In less than thirty minutes, I was there.

'I was expecting you,' Mr. Bashorun said after I had introduced myself. 'Madam said you were coming.'

He called a man and gave instructions that he would be taking me to Ketu but he would soon be back and the man must wait. He then opened a drawer and brought out a bunch of keys.

'Alright, let's get going.'

I was on my feet again. What a busy day! It was incredible that just some hours ago, I was in Abuja. The hustles of life would always be with human.

We went by his car, a Toyota Corolla. Since the traffic was light, we soon got to the place at Ketu. It was a storey building inside the estate adjoining the headquarters of The Apostolic Church.

We passed through strong iron gates manned by uniformed security men. I liked the environment. It was neat, serene, well-planned and very urbanized. It was almost like a Government Reservation Area. After pressing the bell and waiting for some moments, a man, one of the occupants, came out to open the gate for us.

The way he and Mr. Bashorun greeted each other showed that the man was a familiar face.
The house, coated in cream color, had four two-bedroom flats. The second one on the ground floor was the vacant one that I was offered.

'Here we are.' Mr. Bashorun brought out the bunch of keys and opened the flat and we went inside. The sitting room was spacious. The two bedrooms were neat. All the floors were tiled.

Even the kitchen was tiled. I was okay with the bathroom and the kitchen. When I opened the tap in the bathroom, water gushed out. The whole building itself was very decent. I was impressed with the place.

'Do you like it?' Mr. Bashorun asked, studying me.

I nodded my complete approval. Only a person with a dysfunctional mind would not like the place. 'Yes, I like it.'

'Yeah, indeed, it's a nice place,' Mr. Bashorun agreed.

The area was indeed decent. I had no doubt I would love it.

'What about the cost? How much is the rent per annum?' I asked.

'Madam said I shouldn't discuss that with you. Alright, let's go.'

We left the place. I got down at Ketu Bus stop. From there, it would be easy for me to get a tricycle to my place. I went home straight, had a shower and changed into casuals. Thereafter, I decided to call madam.

'Do you like the place?' she asked.

'Yes, madam. It's a nice place.'

'Good. Then you can have it.'

'Thank you. But I still don't know how much I'll pay for it. When I asked Mr. Bashorun, he said you told him not to discuss that aspect with me.'

'Yes, Alex. Don't worry about payment. You can have the place free for the next two years.'

'Free for two years? Wonderful!' Thank you, madam. I'm so grateful.'

'It's okay. Just continue to do all things diligently.'

I understood what she meant. I was already reaping the reward of my ‘diligence.’ Why would I not continue with it?


Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by nationalnwa(m): 8:03pm On Sep 14
Nothing good comes easy in life,you must make some sacrifice.no matter how little..
Nice story...
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Lakesc(m): 8:55am On Sep 15
Thanks for the update..
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Tonyspecial(m): 4:17pm On Sep 15
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by FairCritic(m): 7:09am On Sep 16
Interesting story.
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by SolaRaphael: 9:09pm On Sep 17
Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by FairCritic(m): 1:29pm
Waiting for more update.

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