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My left hand went to work too. The fingers slipped under her jeans trousers and underneath the black pantie. The fingers gently rubbed the vulva, labia and the clitoris.

I could feel her body stiffen as I did this. She made some humming sounds. It was a perfect mutual action. Her fingers were on my crotch while mine were on her pussy. I had good experiences with handling the female genitals, so handling and teasing her own was no big deal to me.

She moaned to show her delight. Again her body stiffened, jerked and she let out a groan. I supposed she had reached her first climax.

My hand left the pussy and moved on to her bust. I pulled the right cup of the bra down. The breast was perfectly firm and the nipple was erect. My mouth made for them. I rubbed my mouth over them and nibbled at the nipple.

I could feel the warmth and the salty taste in my mouth. My tongue licked them the way I had never licked boob before.

Her hand on my crotch intensified its act. It moved up and down the phallus, squeezing, rubbing, teasing and jerking it, all in alternate way. In some seconds to come, I released my seminal liquid in bated breaths.

The discharge came in spurts and I felt sweet relief moving all over my body.

Some seconds later, the enormity of what we had done hit me. I brought out my handkerchief, quickly cleaned up and wore back my boxer and trousers. In conspiratorial silence, she too cleaned up, pulled up her pantie and jeans.

She also properly wore her bra and put on the pink shirt. All of a sudden, her previous complaint of stuffiness ceased as she completely buttoned up her shirt. I still had about thirty minutes before the lesson would end.

Can I still give you some exercises? I asked.
She shook her head. Her gesture showed that she had had enough for the day. It was obviously the end of the lesson. I soon left the room and the house.

On my way home, I felt excited about the experience I had with Martha. No one could ever say you raped her, my mind said, as there was no coital penetration or actual sex.

But another part of my mind was full of recrimination. You shouldnt have done that, it said. What if her mum or dad ever got to know? What if they got you arrested?

I shrugged the feeling of guilt off. Was Martha a child? Under the law, was she not qualified as an adult? If she decided to marry right away, would she be broaching any law?

Was I violating any known edict by engaging her in adult game? She was a young adult for Gods sake.


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A uniformed security man I had seen the last time I was there opened the gate for me. He must have been told I was coming as he made no fuss about allowing me to enter the grand house.

The maid told me Big Mummy was in her bedroom, expecting me. I went up to her room, knocked once and opened the door.

“Good day, madam.”

“Hello, Bayo.”

This time, she sat at the dressing table, packing her hair. She was wearing another spaghetti and another bum short. She looked much younger than her age, much prettier and more attractive.

From what I could see, she was wearing the second lacy bra (the beige one) that I had got for her. Her huge rack looked incredible with the heavily wired power-bra pressing those big tits together and upwards enticingly. I gave her a peck and sat on the sofa, staring at her.

“I want to ask you a question,” she said.

I looked at her in surprise. “Ask me any question, madam.”

"Answer it honestly. Don’t you think I'm a fat and unattractive?"

I moved closer to her, put my hands on her shoulders and looked intently into her eyes.

"Ma’am, believe me when I say this; you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen.

And God's honest truth, I'm not saying that because you're my boss or employer. I'm saying it because it's the truth.”

I looked down at her sumptuous chest, the big swells rising and falling beneath her top with each warm breath she took.

"Your breasts ... they're not just beautiful ... they're spectacular. I have never seen such nice breasts in my whole life. Maybe I’m full of exuberance, but that’s just exactly what I feel. What I've told you is the absolute truth. Please trust me when I say that."

Her bottom lip trembled as my eyes remained locked on hers, letting her know everything I said came from deep within my soul.

"Oh Bayo, I love you so much." She pulled me close and hugged me tightly, tears of joy running down her face.

I slid my arms around her and held her warm soft body against me, letting her find the comfort she so badly needed within my loving arms.

"I love you too. Really, from the bottom of my heart, I do."

After I said that, she squeezed me tighter, and I let her cry. Why exactly was she crying? Was it because of the joy of finding a man that seemed sincere and could say those wonderful things?

Or could it be that she suffered so much insecurity with her first husband and was now delighted that a man was saying those wonderful words?

Whatever was the case, I kept cool. My arms were around her body and I gently stroked her shoulders until her tears finally ceased.

She slowly composed herself and pulled herself back from me, a warm smile starting to spread across her tear-stained face.



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