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To celebrate a successful shoot, the sisters stopped by the Joint and had a beer with the guys at the bar. As always, they had many offers of late night entertainment but each declined and headed home before midnight.

School was in recess for the holiday so they could sleep in on Wednesday morning. Onome was going with Dele to his parents for the weekend and Roli was going with Ike to meet the parents and enjoy Easter party together. Football was over for the year since the Akoka team didn't make the playoffs.

Before going to bed, Bukky called Tade to see if he was hanging out at the station. This was his last night shift before Easter party and he was headed up to see Vivian on Wednesday morning.

"Hey sweetheart, what's going on?"

"Hi Bukky. Only one call-out tonight so far. Your shoot wrap up?"

"It did. Turned out much better than we expected. The ladies and I went to the Joint again to celebrate and we just got home."

"No fights there tonight?

"Not tonight."

"I slept for a few hours this evening at the bungalow. Sade sends her best."

"We need to have her and Badmus for dinner one evening. I'd love for Onome and Roli to meet them."

"Maybe next week. Let's check our schedules."

"Anything new with Deola?"

"I called her this evening. I knew if I didn't, I'd worry about it for the next few days. She said that she'd like to meet me and explain her actions. She was very apologetic but I gave her no sympathy. We've agreed that I'll go to her parents' house on Friday after lunch. She asked me to bring Vivian but I said no. That made her angry but I told her that Vivian is not going to see her."

"That doesn't surprise me. She wants Vivian, I think."

"Why do you think that?"

"Just putting myself in her position. If she is really cured and wants to rebuild her life, she is going to want Vivian. She loves her daughter. Vivian is a part of her and she's convinced herself that she can raise her better than you can."

"After making such a mess of her life, how can she think she deserves a second chance with Vivian?"

"Honey, she's thinking all the mess is behind her and moving forward is going to be just hunky-dory. Now I'm guessing, of course, but if I were in her position, that's the way I'd feel."

"That's not going to work with me."

"Well be prepared for her arguments. At least you have legal custody of Vivian."

"Yes, don't worry about it. We'll get through this and then start planning our future. I'd love to have your father's blessing for our marriage. Maybe I can ask for your hand this weekend."

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely, unless you say don't do it."

"Honey, they haven't even met you. Please don't rush them."

"I need to make a perfect first impression, I suppose."

Bukky laughed, "Yes, you do. And you won't do that by going in and saying, 'Hi, I'm Tade and I want to marry your daughter. Thank you, goodbye'."

He laughed, "I know. I need to ease into that question. Let's strategize on how to do it. I'm driving up to see Vivian Tomorrow morning. You want to go with me?"

"Yes. Why didn't I think of that? Maybe I can take the ingredients for the dishes I promised Mummy and prepare them at your parents' house. Should I plan to stay overnight and then we go to Mummy and Dad's from your place?"

"Yes, that'd be the best. So pack for the entire weekend."

"I need Vivian here to pack for me. Did I ever tell you what she packed for last weekend?"

"No, tell me about it on the way up Tomorrow."

"I will. I need to get some sleep. I love you a whole bunch, sweetheart."

"I love you too. Please have patience with all this mess involving Deola."

"I will."

Bukky snuggled into bed and thought about the weekend. She loved Tade unconditionally and she was confident of his love for her. Still she worried about what Deola was up to. At least more would be known on Friday.


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We entered the car and I kicked the engine into life. The car air-conditioning system was as good as brand new. I was always glad to switch it on and to find it working at full capacity.

"So, youre married?" she said again.

"Yes."

"Hmn."

Whatever that meant. I changed the direction of discourse. "And you, youll soon be graduating. When are you planning to marry?"

She looked as if I had asked something so distant. "Marry? I beg o. Its not now or the nearest time."

I chuckled and took that to mean she had no marriage plan on her mind for now.

At Abule Onigbagbo bus stop, she said she would like to get down.

"I''ll just cross to the other side and take a bike home. Thanks for the ride,” she said.

"Don't mention. See you tomorrow."

I waved at her and drove off. The following day, we went out together again on assignment. A high-brow school at Lekki was doing its inter-house sports and the television station was invited. The event took hours.

By four oclock, we were back in the office where we compiled news.

After the work, I offered to give her a lift as I did the other time and she gladly accepted. We went to the car park and entered the car.

"Is it just all work?" she asked.

"I looked at her enquiringly. What do you mean?"

"Is it just all about home to work; and work to home?"

I smiled. "Well, not exactly. Theres a joint where I relax once in a while. Its at Demurin Road, Ketu. If you dont mind, we can go there."

She shrugged. "Okay."

I drove straight to Ketu and turned right after the bus stop. The joint was just brimming up with customers, but it would soon be filled to capacity. We sat at a vantage position, while I ordered for two plates of goat pepper soup.

"What drinks will you have?" I asked as I ordered a bottle of small stout for myself.

Surprisingly, she said she would take whatever I took. I therefore ordered for two bottles of Guinness.

We chatted casually as we took our delicacies.

"How was university experience like?" I asked.

"Fine. It has its thrills and frills."

I nodded. "My campus days were like that. But then, I really enjoyed myself."

"With girls?" she asked cheekily.

I smiled knowingly. "No, with guys. I was a little bit shy back in those days. I had few female friends, but nothing serious.”

"Did you meet your wife in the university?"

"No. I met her here in Lagos. I met her in my church at Alapere.”

"Is she beautiful?"

What a question. Did Maggie expect me to say something else? "Yes, she is."

She grinned and stared at me. "Is she good in bed?"

Now, wait a minute. How could she ask that? I smiled briefly. If this was a play, I would play along.

"She's very good," I said.

"Really?"

"Yeah."
The truth was Bola was far from being very exciting in bed, but that should not be a subject of public discourse.

She chuckled. "Such that youll not look at another lady?"

She was still as daring as she used to be in her talk. I would still play along. "Yes."

"But thats not true. You're wrong there."

I shook my head. "I'm not wrong. I've not looked at another lady since I married".

That was another lie. I had a brief fling with Christie, the receptionist at the television station where I worked.

Margaret scoffed. "So, how come you're looking at me, now?"

"No, I'm not looking at you."

"But you are."

"I can assure you, my dear, that it's just your imagination."

"Are you saying you will reject if I offer to do what we did some years ago?"


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As they continued to eat, his mind went to Gloria again. She was not a bad lady, his mind argued. She was a pretty and committed one that could have been a good life partner. He remembered her smiles and teases.

He also remembered the exhilarating sexual experiences they had together. Was he in a haste to have ‘forgotten’ about her and ‘jump’ to another lady so soon? Shouldn’t he have been patient with her?

Much as he tried to suppress his thoughts for Gloria, they kept coming. Hours after the breakfast, her images kept popping up in his mind. It was puzzling, but he had started longing for her and for her return to his life. This was a serious one.

How would he achieve that? If Tosin had not come to his life, it would be a matter of giving Gloria a call and inviting her over; or even visiting her in her aunty’s place where she lived.

He made mental comparisons and contrasts between Tosin and Gloria. The two ladies were pretty and delectable, well, except that Gloria was bustier. He sighed. What kind of thing was this? Now, he was rating Gloria higher than Tosin. His mind said Gloria was better.

* * *

Florence had left the house to a friend’s house. It was few minutes to ten in the morning and Madam too was busy preparing for a wedding she had planned to attend. That meant it would remain only Debayo and Uduak, the house maid in the house.

Debayo was very excited about the prospects. Being alone with Uduak gave him the unfettered opportunity to do what he liked with the girl.

“So, you are indoor today?” his wife asked.

“For now, I am,” he answered.

She finished dressing up, picked up her matching hand bag. “I won’t be long,” she said. “I may not even wait there till the end of the reception.”

Oh, you can stay there till kingdom comes, his mind said. “Alright,” he said aloud. He watched her leave the room. He could hear her footsteps as she went to the staircase.

He knew she would briefly talk to the house girl before she would go to her car. He could hear the sound of the car being revved up and being driven out of the compound. He allowed another minute before he got up from the seat in the bedroom.

From one of the wardrobes, he brought his valise out. From it, he brought a packet that contained the sex-enhancing drugs he had bought.

Debayo had decided to step up his virility and had purchased the drugs the previous day. Now, this was a very good opportunity to test the efficacy of the drug he had heard so much about.

He left the room and went downstairs to the kitchen. Uduak was not there. That meant she would be in her room. He went to the refrigerator to bring some water. With this, he swallowed a dose of the drugs.

Good, he thought. This was very good. He knew he would soon feel very young again. Not only that, he would have the energy of a horse. He made for Uduak’s room.

Without even bothering to knock, he entered the unlocked room. The room was without her.

“Uddy,” he called.

“Oga, I’m in the toilet,” she replied. There was an attached toilet. He nodded and sat on her bed to wait for her.



Lovers on the Loose: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/lovers_on_the_loose/31373

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Thanks for your interest. The story is available only on Okadabooks for now.

"Right, except tonight we need both angles. One for the soft version and one for the hard," Bukky put in. "I want to also focus on her non-verbal expressions and his face as they have intercourse. Even though she's wearing a mask, you can still record the movement of her mouth, her nostrils flaring, etc. I want the power of their emotions to show, not only the physical act."

"That means we need to slow him down until we shoot a lot more video. We can shoot a lot of stills and distract his attention. Once he's in her vagina, Dayo won't last more than a few minutes."

"Onome, please focus on getting the emotional shots. His hands on her body and her hands, her feet in the air with her toes curling, the sides of her thighs moving and her boobs reverberating as he thrusts. I think that will make a hotter video than filming the same old fucking we've seen thousands of times. I'll let them decide which version that want."

Roli thoughtfully said, "You may be re-defining how great sex videos should be done. The art of sex is a major untapped field. I get so tired of seeing the same old shit on porn sites."

Bukky replied, "The key thing for tonight is that we don't tell them what we're doing with the artistic soft shots. That may change their actions or reactions if we do. The video needs to be realistic."

Both sisters agreed.

Dayo and Nike arrived a little early. Both seemed anxious to get going. Roli cautioned Dayo on the fact that she wanted him to delay coming until she gave him thumbs up. There would be a one-minute warning. Nike decided she wanted him to come on her tummy, which was the best of all worlds for both hard and soft shots.

The soft would only show his semen running down her tummy after the fact and not the actual ejaculation that the hard video would capture.

"Nike, are you still planning to do anal with Dayo?" Bukky asked.

"Yes, I've been doing stretching exercises and have done the enema so I should be ready to go."

Roli cautioned, "Dayo, her rectum is going to be very tight and you may shoot a load as soon as you're in. Do you want to do that scene now and then do the pre-intimacy scenes while you recover for another ejaculation? We'll stop so you two can wash up before we go to the pre-intimacy."

Dayo looked at Nike and they both nodded their agreement.

The scene went reasonably well but Nike had a lot more trouble relaxing her sphincter muscles than she expected. Roli lubed her ass like the pros do but it took several minutes of work to get Dayo's cock inside her.

Thankfully, the blindfold concealed the real anguish in her eyes as he began the slow strokes. The three cameras caught everything, especially the look on Dayo's face as he shot several jets of semen deep into her bowels. A camera focused on Nike's hands gripping the sheets and a few drops of perspiration on her neck.

She didn't have an orgasm but that was no surprise since very few women have anally induced orgasms, no matter what it looks like in porn films.

Thankfully, they didn't have to do retakes and Onome was able to snap at least 30 stills once the camcorders stopped and before he withdrew.
Nike stood and crammed a dozen or so tissues into her crack before she headed to the bathroom. Dayo was right behind her to wash his cock with warm soapy water.

The sisters checked the quality of the three videos while the two actors where cleaning themselves. They were very happy. This was going to be a fantastic video.

The other scenes were doggy position, reverse cowgirl, Nike sitting on Dayo' face, a lovely minute of Nike dangling her large boobs in Dayo' mouth, another deep Drinking scene and finally the classic missionary position when Nike helped Dayo to come once again, on her tummy this time.

This session took much longer than scheduled since Dayo had trouble staying as hard as he needed to be. Nike was a real trouper, however, and Roli thought she would do well in the porn business if she ever wanted to try it.

To celebrate a successful shoot, the sisters stopped by the Joint and had a beer with the guys at the bar. As always, they had many offers of late night entertainment but each declined and headed home before midnight. School was in recess for the holiday so they could sleep in on Wednesday morning.


Scents of Lust: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/scents_of_lust/30175

One September morning, the News Editor called me to his office. A lady was already seated on one of the chairs facing him. I mumbled my greeting and took a seat.

"Yes, I sent for you," the Editor, a young, balding man began. "The young lady here, Miss Ette, has come to do her IT with us. Shell be working with you.

"She read Mass Communication in the university and had come to learn the practical aspect with us. Youre to put her through throughout her IT."

I nodded affirmatively. "That will be no problem, sir," I answered and turned to fully look at the lady in question.

Wait a minute, the face was familiar. I stared a bit more. Was this not one of my former students?

It seemed she instantly recognized me as she smiled. "Hello, Mr. Mayo Stephen," she greeted.

"Hello, lady. I definitely knew you somewhere. Where was that?"

She smiled expansively while the editor looked on.

"So, you knew each other?"

She nodded. "Yes, Uncle Mayo here was my former lesson teacher."

Now, I got it. This lady was either Martha or Margaret.

"Yes, yes," I said. "Now, I remember. How're you, lady?"

Since I wasnt sure which of the twins, I decided not to mention any name, yet.

"I'm fine," she replied. "I'm just about to complete my first degree program."

I nodded, happy for her. "Yes, I can see that. That's good. How about your sister?"

She solved the puzzle of identity with her answer. "Martha is doing well too. She's a student of law."

I nodded again. "Good to hear that. II' happy to hear that."

"Alright," the Editor put in. "Take her to your desk and let the job start."

I smiled as I stood up. "As I said, sir, that will be no problem."

She stood up too and followed me to the space where my office desk was.

"So, this is your face, Maggie. It's been years now. How are you?"

"Fine." She smiled. "I'm fine."

"Please, sit down."

I sat on my seat and could now fully stare at her. Briefly, my mind went back to the time I was taking them in lessons. How naughty she and her sister were!

Of course, I should have known this was Maggie. However, I could be pardoned. She had changed. The face remained the same, although quite chubby. The biggest change was that she had transformed from the girlish figure to a pretty, young lady. Yes, Maggie was a full grown lady now.

"So youre a journalist now,” she said, as if she could not believe that she would find me there.

IInodded happily. "Yes. Ive been on this job for about three years. Hows your mum?"

"She is fine."

"And your sister?"

"She is fine too. She will be very surprised when I inform her that you work here now."

We chatted like old friends who were glad to be reunited, even if temporarily. Some minutes later, we left the office for an assignment. The Lagos state Commissioner of Education would be giving a press conference at the state secretariat in Alausa, Ikeja by mid-day.

Along with Maggie, we were one of the press crews that covered the event. We didnt return to the office until about three p.m. I compiled my news reports, showing her how to do that.

When it was few minutes to five, I decided that I had had enough work for the day.

"Where do you stay?" I asked her.

She looked surprised by the question. "With my parents at Ikeja, of course."

"Ah, yes". I nodded.

"What about you? Where do you stay?"

"I stay with my family at Alapere."

She looked totally surprised. "You're married?"

"Yes, I am. I also have a daughter."

"Wow!"

That was amusing. Did Maggie still expect me to remain unmarried?

The television office was at Maryland. "Let me give you a lift to Ikeja, I offered."

"Okay." She was eager to accept the offer. We went to the car park and to my Toyota Camry car.

"It's a nice ride," she complimented.

"Thank you."

We entered the car and I kicked the engine into life. The car air-conditioning system was as good as brand new. I was always glad to switch it on and to find it working at full capacity.

"So, you're married?" she said again.

"Yes."

"Hmn."

Whatever that meant.