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With that, she cut the line. I only grinned and shrugged. As fate would have it, my former in-laws' house was at Sango which was not very far from where I lived at Ota. Again, Tinu lived her betrothed not far from their family house. So, it was not difficult for Tinu to come around.

The following day was Thursday. I was watching TV in the night when the doorbell rang, and there stood Tinu when I opened the door. We hugged briefly as she entered. There were certain striking things between Deola and Tinu. They were both beautiful and lively to be with. They also dressed with a touch of class.

Tinu, like my wife Deola, was simply stunning. She was always the lady that always dressed impeccably. We entered the sitting-room and sat down, Tinu sat on the large leather section and I sat in my favorite seat that directly faced the television set. When she was alive, Deola had decorated our home from sitting-room to the kitchen and it was simply impressive.

"Aren't you lonely?" Tinu asked.

I shrugged and grinned. "Let's just say I manage to get by."

We started chatting. Soon, she broached going out to dinner for my birthday. After appearing to think over it, I said it was not a bad idea although I would prefer to mark it privately.

Now, I could not help but notice how short Tinu’s skirt was. She had pulled it down as far as she could, but it was still mid thigh. We started talking and lost track of time.

The conversation turned from my birthday to the problem she said she had with her fiance, Jimi. She confided that she really thought he was having an affair, but had no proof. I told her every relationship had its ups and downs.

“How did you and Sister Deola do it?"She asked. "You two always appeared to be so much in love?”

“ I think it was goodness on one hand. I also think it was about two people who really got it right. We never really worked at it. It came natural."

I could see Tinu's eyes water a little as a result of the reference to her sister.

To get off the subject, I offered her a glass of wine. Both Deola and Tinu were modest drinkers. Personally I never could really taste the difference in the wines, so I always let Deola choose.

Tinu went to the kitchen and came back with a pink wine she said she was fond of. I took the bottle went to the shelf to open it and get two glasses. I returned to the living-room and handed Tinu her glass and took my seat.

After taking a sip of the wine, I could not help but notice that Tinu had slightly parted her thighs giving me a few of her silky smooth upper thighs. As we talked, I found it increasingly difficult to carry a conversation, with the view I was getting.

I was not sure but I sensed that several times she caught my eyes wandering. “Can I get another glass of wine?” she asked.

“Sure” I replied, “ Let me get it for you”.

I went to the kitchen and returned with a fresh glass for her. As I sat down again, I immediately noticed she had parted her legs even further. I could now see her lacy white panties between her thighs.




A Strange Love
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