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Interesting story.

Thanks for the update.

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Finally, when the results of the last of the examination they did came out, I was glad they performed very well. Madam Clementina was most impressed. She called me on the phone.

"Thank you, Mayo. You've really done well. I can see that you have proved that you are indeed a good teacher."

"Ah, thank you, ma'am. To God be the glory."

It was towards the end of September that my lessons ended as the girls prepared to take their post-UTME exams. That same month, Bola and I perfected our plans towards our introduction, engagement and wedding. One night in October, I finally bared my mind on my sexual dissatisfaction to her.

"Don't you think you should spice up the sex part?," I told her.

She looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean the sex we have is drab. It is not really as exciting as it ought to be. It's only the bishop position that we use. You're against all other positions I've suggested. Cant we try something new?"

She smiled, held my left palm and squeezed it. "I've told you that when we marry, you can try all the positions in the world that you want. For now, were not even supposed to be having sex in the first place. What the Bible says is the bed must be undefiled. So, you have to be content with the small one you were given."

She got me there. I sighed and said nothing more.

I tagged along, believing that things would turn out fine. I heard nothing about Martha and Maggie again as I prepared for my wedding with Bola. The two girls had become things of the past, as far as I was concerned.


The wedding came up in the last week of November that year. Mercifully, the weather was good and everything went well. It was held in Lagos. I was glad to become a married man.

In the hotel where we lodged that Saturday evening right after the wedding reception, I was eager to remove my wedding suit and to grab my wife.

"Sorry, you can't go beyond the kissing," she informed.

I looked astonished. "Why?"

"I'm having my period."

I felt so disappointed. It was not as if she was a virgin or we had never done it before, but I had always fantasized the first night of making love as a wedded couple. Maybe it meant nothing, but I had that fetish fantasy. Now, with this development, it had puffed into the air.

"Don't worry," she said, seeing how disappointed I looked. 'In three days time, it will be over."

Three days time! It sounded like three years. Well, no problem. I would hold on and await the day.

We moved to my mini-flat apartment at Alapere, a suburb of Ketu, Lagos. On Tuesday afternoon, I came home with the full realization that I would be making love to my wife that day. As if it was a novel experience I looked forward to it.


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If this woman ever got to know what I was doing with her daughters, I knew I would be in a big, big trouble. I consoled myself that she would never get to know.

After all, Martha and Maggie were not kids. Would they be so reckless as to reveal such an act? Would they naively go on to let the cat out of the bag?

On Friday, I was there at my normal time, but a big surprise awaited me.

"There's a change of where the lesson would be taking place,' the house maid announced as soon as I stepped inside the house.

"Huh?"

"Yes. Mummy said instead of using the library upstairs, you are to use the dinning-table over there. Daddy and mummy will not come around until after seven p.m., so there will be no distraction."

My heart was thumping. Had madam suspected anything? But, surely if she knew what had happened, she would not take things so calmly.

I nodded dumbly at the house maid and moved to the table she had pointed at. It was a large mahogany table which served as the dining table. The top looked very glossy, but I was in no mood to appreciate aesthetics.

The twins soon came to join me there and from the way they looked, they too felt uncomfortable with the new arrangement. Whether we liked it or not, that was the place we had to start using.

Here, everything was formal. There was no way we could digress to trivialities. We could not try any nonsense. With the way the maid hovered around us, I knew that the days of lascivious extra-curricular activities were over. Martha and Maggie very much knew this too.

After a week, I adjusted to the new setting.

Somehow, I was glad that the nonsense I was doing with the girls was over. I was also somehow glad that I never had coital sex with any of them. I went there to teach them English language and Literature-in-English lessons; and my essence of going there should stop at that.

I continued taking them in the lesson for the next months. I only stopped after they had taken their UTME, GCE and SSCE examinations.

"Let me thank you for your efforts," Madam Clementina said. "With what you have done, I'm sure they will do very well in all the exams."

"Thank you, madam."

She paid me off generously.

Finally, when the results of the last of the examination they did came out, I was glad they performed very well. Madam Clementina was most impressed. She called me on the phone again.


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tonysunkan:
Nice one.

Thanks a lot.

Briefly, I remembered one of the idioms I had thought. It was the famous one made by Julius Caesar. I had certainly crossed the Rubicon.
Go ahead, I muttered. She stuck it in her mouth.

Like a lollipop, she licked it with relish, making some plopping sounds. Some minutes later, I could not resist the hold. I came up with an explosive climax, spurting out semen. She directed my dick on the ground, so all those releases messed the floor.

She cleaned up herself and the mess. Some minutes later, I left the house. As I walked towards the exit gate of the estate, my phone rang. It was Madam Clementina.

"Good evening, madam', I greeted.

'Good evening, Mayo. How's the lesson going on? How are my daughters faring?"

What a million-dollar question. There was no way I would tell her that we spent one hour for the lesson and the second hour to do ungodly things.

"Lesson is going on well, ma'am", I answered.

"How about them? Are they cooperating?"

Oh, they were more than cooperating, I thought grimly. 'Surely, they are cooperating madam."

"Alright. If any of them is not cooperating, let me know. You must teach them very well and they must pass their exams with flying colors this time. They must excel in all their subjects."

"There's no problem, ma'am," I answered quickly. "They will surely pass this time around."

"Okay. Well done."

"Yes, maam."

I whistled softly to myself after she disconnected the line. If this woman ever got to know what I was doing with her daughters, I knew I would be in a big, big trouble. I consoled myself that she would never get to know.

After all, Martha and Maggie were not kids. Would they be so reckless as to reveal such an act? Would they naively go on to let the cat out of the bag?



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Nice

While Bukky studied the display, Tade ordered double espressos for the adults and milk for Vivian. Bukky decided on a raspberry tart, Tade ordered a fried rice scone and Vivian ordered a chocolate chip cookie. They decided to sit outside and enjoy the fresh air. For Easter party week it was an unusually nice day.

"You said Roli and Ike were going to Apapa this weekend?"

"Yes. She's very excited to be meeting his parents. I can't get over how much she's changed in the last few days. It's almost like a light switch came on in her brain and the light is totally focused on Ike."

"That's amazing. She was not into relationships from what you said but that changed all of a sudden."

"Onome and I were talking about that yesterday. We both think there has been an empty spot in her that she never allowed a guy to get near. It was like that with me for a long time. I didn't let a man into that part of my mind because I was afraid of being hurt."

"I think that her alluring beauty attracted too many of the wrong kind of guys and she knew that," Tade said. "She had fun with them but never let it get serious."

Bukky replied, "Then Ike showed up again and knocked down the barriers. She told us that she used to dream about him in high school and really did want to date him. His shyness was terrible and she couldn't break through it. But that has changed now."

"Do you think they will fall in love?"

"Oh yes. She's hooked and I think he is too."

Vivian asked, "Mummy, what does fall in love mean?"

"Tade, help me here." He smiled as Bukky said,

"Vivian, I think it means that two people have realized that they are perfect for each other and want to spend their lives together. They want only the very best for the other person and want to share and give each other the best life possible."

Tade put in, "You know you're in love when the room lights up when Bukky walks in. When she speaks, your entire focus is on what she is saying. When she smiles, my burdens seem to be lifted." Bukky smiled and reached for his hand.

Vivian asked, "Are you two in love yet?"

Bukky said, "I think we are."

"I also think we are," Tade put in.

"So, are you going to be my new mummy now?"

Tade looked at Bukky and they both rolled their eyes. They had been trapped by a four-year old with their own words. Bukky replied, "Vivian, I am going to be your new mummy."

Vivian crawled out of her chair and came around to hug Bukky and her dad. Tears were running down her little cheeks as he picked her up and kissed her. "I love you, Mummy and Daddy."

"We love you, sweetheart. We have to make a lot of plans for the wedding. Will you help us?"

"Okay. Can Miss Halima help?"

"Of course. We need all the help we can get."

As they walked back to the house, Vivian ran ahead and went bursting through the back door and upstairs to her Victoria. "Bukky is going to be my new mummy!" she screamed. Ireti picked her up.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, they're going to plan a wedding and Miss Halima and I will help. Let me down, Victoria, I need to tell Miss Halima." She ran upstairs.

Ireti smiled and decided to wait for the full story. Bukky and Tade walked in about a minute later and Ireti met them in the kitchen. "Vivian came roaring through here and screamed that she's got a new mummy."

Tade and Bukky about doubled over in laughter.

"Where is she now?"

"She said she had to go tell Miss Halima something about planning a wedding."

"Oh my goodness," Bukky giggled.

"Mummy, Bukky and I have decided to get married and Vivian was the first to be told."


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She smiled in response.

I put my hands around her waist and pulled her to me. Her pinkish tongue slipped into my mouth and rolled it around. In response to the stimuli, I felt myself getting hard. My cock pressed against her soft, flat belly.

She smiled. I felt bolder and placed my hands on the tip of her breasts. She paused for a second and then we carried kissing. There was no doubt that the green light I had been given was sufficient.

I slowly moved my hands from her boobs to her waist, down to her hips and back to her boobs. Then, I squeezed as gently and as loving as I could. She moaned.

I lowered my head and kissed the roundness of her nipples. The way she held my head showed that she was enjoying the treatment I was giving her so far. I kissed her again gently and slowly.

My hands under the top she was wearing and crawled up to her bust. I uncovered her tits from the bra. They felt perfectly round and great in my hands.

I lowered my head again to kiss the nipples, starting from the left. I could feel them harden under my lips. I took turn to put the nipple in my lips and sucked. She moaned in pleasure and held me tighter.

Not done, my hands quickly went to her waist and pulled the black skirt she was wearing down. Remarkable, she was not wearing any pantie. The skirt soon fell down to the floor.

She stepped out of them in a way that reminded me of what I had watched in a porn movie. She made her legs to be slightly open.

I looked down at the pubic region and saw little strands of hair. She smiled and moved in close to rub her hands on my chest. Now, at this point, pulling down my trousers and boxer would be reciprocal. I did this and she gasped as she saw my dick and the enormity of it.

We swung into a more passionate action. We held on to each other and kissed deeply. My throbbing dick pressed against her belly. She too stepped up the action by putting her right hand out and gripping the dick gently.

It certainly throbbed as she started to caress and rub it gently.

I moved my hands down to the joint of her thighs and felt the softness of her vagina. She moved her hips up to my groin, showing that she was enjoying the sensations that our bodies were mutually exchanging.

Her hands went to my midsection to play with my balls. The fingers moved to the erect phallus. Once again, she moved her hands over it.

"Can I suck it?" she asked, almost naively.

Now, what would I say? I was a teacher who had already stepped out of his bond. There was no point in going back again.

Briefly, I remembered one of the idioms I had thought. It was the famous one made by Julius Caesar. I had certainly crossed the Rubicon.

"Go ahead", I muttered. She stuck it in her mouth. Like a lollipop, she licked it with relish, making some plopping sounds.

Some minutes later, I could not resist the hold. I came up with an explosive climax, spurting out semen. She directed my dick on the ground, so all those releases messed the floor.


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Good to hear this.

Something positive can come from Nigeria, after all.

This is to express my support for the statement that Nigerians must live above ethic and primordial sentiments.

It is also to congratulate Mrs. Nimi Akinkugbe on her accomplishment.

The panel must strive to do a thorough job. Now, the hunter (EFCC) has become the hunted.

Life is indeed a paradox.

From what I can see, there were wrangling and power play between the two men as a result of personal interests.