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|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Tonyspecial(m): 5:32pm On Oct 04|
Wow! Hoping for the best
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Lakesc(m): 10:13am On Oct 05|
Thanks for the update...
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Folex34(m): 1:36pm On Oct 05|
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Anfield247(m): 8:58am On Oct 07|
Na from clap na him dance take start...! more ink to ur pen
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by BigBasher: 9:45pm On Oct 09|
Waiting for more.
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by JMK9600(f): 9:12am On Oct 10|
This relationship with your madame will surely end with had I know.
Good story anyway
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 12:48pm On Oct 11|
This madam B was really God-sent to me. And she did not even give me a hint that a brand new car was on its way. This was marvelous.
I called her number and was almost bowing down to her, though she was not physically there. I was effusive in giving thanks and showing gratitude.
Not long after I had called madam, I prepared a sumptuous dinner of fried chicken for myself. I was in a joyous mood. Why should I not be joyous with my strings of new fortune?
The early evening of the following day, Enny came to the house. I thanked God it was not a day or a time Madam B chose to come around. When Enny saw all that the madam had done, looked unimpressed. It was obvious she was very cool about Madam B's generosities. She looked at the car rather suspiciously.
'What I still don't understand is why she is so generous to you,' Enny said as soon as we returned to the sitting-room. 'Some days ago, she gave you this apartment. Now, it's a brand new car. It's getting too much, isn't it?'
I smiled and patted her shoulders. 'Being generous is not a crime,' I argued. 'And believe me, her giving me this or that has nothing to do with any act of immorality. She just happens to be a generous person. Even the other workers who work for her attest to her generosity.'
She was silent thereafter, although I could sense that she was not fully convinced.
‘Why don’t you just relax, my dear,’ I said, holding her lovingly. ‘This is all for the two of us. Let’s enjoy all these together.’
* * *
On Wednesday, Madam B came early to the office. She was however quick to inform me that by 5.00 p.m, she would be leaving the office for the airport. The expected arrival time of Steph was 6.00.
Madam would like to welcome her daughter in a big way as she had completed her degree course in Robotic Engineering. She reminded me that I would accompany her.
There was a short meeting between madam and some business partners in the board-room about ten a.m. I was in attendance too, as her able assistant. I had started learning some boardroom politics and maneuvers, and I found them interesting.
By few minutes to twelve, the meeting ended. We remained in the office till five o'clock. We then sent forth for the airport. As usual, I was at the left back seat of the luxury car while madam sat at the right back seat.
'Let me tell you a bit about Steph,' Madam B started. 'She's a little reserved and takes more after her father. She wants me to permanently live in the U.S., but I said no. She and her sister, Sophia, get along well. Well, I suppose the three of us get along well together, too. Now that she has completed her course, I'll prefer that she settles down here in Nigeria, but she has not agreed to that. What d'you think? Don't you think she should stay here?'
I had been listening to her keenly. 'Well, madam,' I answered, trying to be careful. 'If not for the vast business you have here, I too would say she should continue to stay put in God's own country.'
Madam smiled. 'I know that's what you will say. You, young ones don't think of any other thing than moving abroad.'
We got to the international wing of the airport and went to the Arrival Lounge. Madam and I sat side by side. To pass away the time, madam brought Elle magazine from her handbag and engaged in random reading.
I engaged myself in browsing on my I-pad. Some minutes later, there was announcement of the arrival of the flight Steph was travelling by.
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by cosmospolitan: 4:55pm On Oct 11|
this is too short o, for over a week.
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Tonyspecial(m): 7:11pm On Oct 11|
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Lakesc(m): 8:04pm On Oct 11|
Thanks for the short update o. Atleast after waiting for a whole week, half update is better than no update...
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Anfield247(m): 9:57pm On Oct 11|
Speed up oh! it's getting hotter. But it's too short for a week.
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by centmanuel(m): 10:25pm On Oct 11|
Thanks we appreciate your update
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by FairCritic(m): 1:06am On Oct 13|
Waiting for more
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by coker007(m): 5:36pm On Oct 14|
We go wait 600 years!!? this tori no go finish....haba!!!
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Lakesc(m): 6:36pm On Oct 14|
@LoveToRead, hope u are ok, it's been awhile since ur last update, we are still waiting for the next update....
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Palmerbarry: 7:23pm On Oct 14|
Lovetoread, pls I'd like to buy the complete book in pdf format via email.
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 11:19am On Oct 18|
Thanks for your concern. It's due to Nigerian factor of hustling.
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 11:21am On Oct 18|
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|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 11:31am On Oct 18|
Some minutes later, some passengers started coming in to the arrival hall. Madam stopped reading and stood up. I kept my i-pad in my folder and stood up too. Unconsciously, I adjusted my red tie and black suit. A young lady soon moved towards us, smiling. Madam B too started smiling as soon as she sighted her. From her facial features, I had no doubt that this was Steph, madam's lovely daughter.
'Mummy!' I heard her say, when she was about five meters away.
'Steph, my darling,' madam said, smiling radiantly. She threw her arms open and Steph was in them. There was a long, warm embrace. I watched mother and daughter as they exchanged endearments. I was impressed by the scene.
'Oh, my girl.'
The scene looked like one from Nollywood. Really, I was impressed.
'Hey, meet Alex, my Personal Assistant,' madam introduced me. 'Alex, this is Steph, my beautiful daughter.'
I nodded and offered my hand for a handshake. Steph took it warmly.
'Hello, Steph, you're welcome.'
'Hello, Alex. How d'you do?'
I could see that she spoke with some American accent. Apart from her skin, every other thing about her was exotic.
They looked like sisters. Their sight looked striking.
Steph retrieved her luggage and we left the large hall. We went to the car park where Mr. Taju was waiting. He was instructed to drive home
direct. I sat at the front beside the driver, this time, and listened as mother and daughter chatted excitedly.
When we got to the house, I was surprised that a welcome dinner was prepared for the coming of Steph. Even Sophia left school early and
was already at home. Mariam the housemaid and a new domestic help set the table. It was more like a family buffet.
'O ya, everybody, come to the table. Alex, come on.' Madam preceded us to the table. I marveled at the sumptuous meal and exotic wines.
It is good to be rich.
I served myself fried rice with fried turkey and beef. I sat directly opposite Steph. The daughters and mother continued to chat excitedly
while my contributions were occasional smiles and monosyllables. Once in a while, my eyes would meet with Steph's and she would smile.
I would quickly avert my look and shift my eyes to something else. After the meal, we had some wine. It was well after nine p.m by the time I stood up to go.
'Thank you, madam, for the privilege of knowing and mixing with your wonderful daughters,' I said. 'I must say this is a wonderful family.
Steph, once again, welcome to your wonderful home. We'll be seeing again.'
'Thanks for your time, Alex,' Madam B said. 'See you tomorrow.'
I left the place. I was so full that I decided not to take anything else that evening. The following morning, I dressed up for work a brown jacket on a cream color shirt - no tie. I could have driven my new car to office since I already knew how to drive. However, I needed to renew my expired driving license.
The Saturday of that week, I got a surprise call from Steph. Her sister must have given her my number. Talking about Sophia, the English lessons I was taking her had been suspended due to my busy schedule. It was not easy combining my work with the lessons.
Now, Steph was the one on the line.
'Alex, will you be available to accompany me out this morning? I want to do some shopping.'
My mind raced. Me? Why should I be the one to accompany her?
'I've told mum, and she says no problem,' she went on.
I felt relieved. 'That will be no problem, Steph. It will be a pleasure.'
'Alright. We'll be in your house to pick you.'
'No problem. I'll be waiting.'
I got myself ready. I decided to wear a Chinos trousers and a designer t-shirt made by Armani. I also applied Christian Dior perfume. I must
Mr. Taju drove the Lexus jeep inside the compound after eleven. I locked my apartment and went to the car.
'Hello, Uncle Alex,' Sophia greeted.
'Morning, Sophia. How're you?'
She and her sister were at the back seat. I opened the right front door and entered the car.
'Hi, Alex,' Steph said.
'Young lady, how're you?'
Steph and Sophia looked at each other and burst into laughter. I only smiled
Mr. Taju was first asked to drive to the Shoprite plaza at Ikeja. The items the girls bought were mind boggling. They were mainly ladies'
accessories. From the plaza, we went to Allen Avenue. There, they bought many clothes and wears. We all tagged along as if we had known
one another for years. Occasionally, Steph would cling to my hand. Sophia too kept saying 'Uncle Alex' as if I was her real uncle. From the way
they were spending, it was obvious money was not a problem. They asked me to pick two pair of shoes that were my size. I declined but
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Lakesc(m): 2:27pm On Oct 18|
LoveToRead:Ok, God bless ur hustle....
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Palmerbarry: 4:46pm On Oct 18|
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 8:14am On Oct 21|
And you too.
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by Tonyspecial(m): 6:34pm On Oct 21|
Bravo Nice One
|Re: The Sugar Mum (the Steamy Version) by LoveToRead: 12:58pm|
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