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I wondered about the state of her panties right now as I took those long thick nipples between my thumbs and forefingers once more and gave them a firm squeeze. "Oh Bayo ... I ... I... ," She was almost babbling now as she squirmed about beneath my hands, and her stroking hand started to work more vigorously on my pulsing rigid pole. I saw her tongue run out unconsciously and lick around those full soft lips of hers ... and that was all it took. As I looked at her open mouth and sexy hooded eyes, I felt that thrilling sensation as my boiling semen started to rush up the pulsating shaft of my prick once more. I was not able to warn as the first shot jettisoned forth. We both watched spellbound as the long white rope erupted from the tip of my cock and splashed forcefully right between her big boobs. I could see her shaking as her own climax hit her as I continued to tug and roll those thimble-sized nipples between my fingers. I was proud of her though, her stroking hand never slowed its insistent magical jacking of my spewing love-muscle as I flooded her gorgeous chest. Shot after shot spat forth all over those stunning big breasts. My release seemed like it would go on forever as I unloaded wad after creamy wad of pearly fluid all over her sumptuous bosoms. I was in absolute heaven, my dreams coming true right before my eyes as I continued to fill my hands with her voluminous boobs while I came, my own manipulating fingers giving her a spine-tingling orgasm at the same time. She hissed as blissful sensations of pleasure swept through her; her tremendous boobs quivering and shaking fitfully in my hands as she rode out her climax. Her eyes were closed with the intensity of the moment, her mouth open as she gasped for air, her whole body flushed with the heat of desire as she continued to shake in the convulsive throws of a tingling release. As the last of my ejaculating seed rained down upon that magnificent set of big round boobs, I felt totally drained as I released her heavy breasts and sat back in the chair, my own chest heaving as I drew in deep gulps of fresh air. My madam's hands gently released my spent prick and she lowered her arms, her own body shivering in post-orgasmic bliss as her ragged breathing echoed my own. We just sat like that for a minute or so, me in the chair and she kneeling on the pillow between my spread thighs, our bodies slowly coming down from the endorphin high of our mutual tremendous climaxes. "Bayo ... I ... I think you should go," she said softly, unable to look me in the eye. I could see that after being swept away by her emotions, she was coming back to earth and guilt at what she had done ... at what we had done together, started to take over. If she decided the whole thing had been a huge mistake, never to be repeated again, well ... I'd have to think about what I was going to do if that happened. But from the look of pure ecstasy she'd had on her face when she was coming, I thought that the devil on her shoulder just might win this one. "Okay, Madam," I said as I reached over and grabbed my boxer. I stood up beside the chair and pulled on my clothes as she continued to kneel before me, still not meeting my eyes. "Are you alright?" https://selar.co/4301wh |
I wondered about the state of her panties right now as I took those long thick nipples between my thumbs and forefingers once more and gave them a firm squeeze. "Oh Bayo ... I ... I... ," She was almost babbling now as she squirmed about beneath my hands, and her stroking hand started to work more vigorously on my pulsing rigid pole. I saw her tongue run out unconsciously and lick around those full soft lips of hers ... and that was all it took. As I looked at her open mouth and sexy hooded eyes, I felt that thrilling sensation as my boiling semen started to rush up the pulsating shaft of my prick once more. I was not able to warn as the first shot jettisoned forth. We both watched spellbound as the long white rope erupted from the tip of my cock and splashed forcefully right between her big boobs. I could see her shaking as her own climax hit her as I continued to tug and roll those thimble-sized nipples between my fingers. I was proud of her though, her stroking hand never slowed its insistent magical jacking of my spewing love-muscle as I flooded her gorgeous chest. Shot after shot spat forth all over those stunning big breasts. My release seemed like it would go on forever as I unloaded wad after creamy wad of pearly fluid all over her sumptuous bosoms. I was in absolute heaven, my dreams coming true right before my eyes as I continued to fill my hands with her voluminous boobs while I came, my own manipulating fingers giving her a spine-tingling orgasm at the same time. She hissed as blissful sensations of pleasure swept through her; her tremendous boobs quivering and shaking fitfully in my hands as she rode out her climax. Her eyes were closed with the intensity of the moment, her mouth open as she gasped for air, her whole body flushed with the heat of desire as she continued to shake in the convulsive throws of a tingling release. As the last of my ejaculating seed rained down upon that magnificent set of big round boobs, I felt totally drained as I released her heavy breasts and sat back in the chair, my own chest heaving as I drew in deep gulps of fresh air. My madam's hands gently released my spent prick and she lowered her arms, her own body shivering in post-orgasmic bliss as her ragged breathing echoed my own. We just sat like that for a minute or so, me in the chair and she kneeling on the pillow between my spread thighs, our bodies slowly coming down from the endorphin high of our mutual tremendous climaxes. "Bayo ... I ... I think you should go," she said softly, unable to look me in the eye. I could see that after being swept away by her emotions, she was coming back to earth and guilt at what she had done ... at what we had done together, started to take over. If she decided the whole thing had been a huge mistake, never to be repeated again, well ... I'd have to think about what I was going to do if that happened. But from the look of pure ecstasy she'd had on her face when she was coming, I thought that the devil on her shoulder just might win this one. "Okay, Madam," I said as I reached over and grabbed my boxer. I stood up beside the chair and pulled on my clothes as she continued to kneel before me, still not meeting my eyes. "Are you alright?" https://selar.co/4301wh |
Although she had a pretty face and a curvy figure, having an affair with a lady many years older than me was not something I really fancied. “I came to keep this jar of ice cream in the freezer,” she said, showing me a polythene nylon she was holding. “Can you be kind enough to keep it there for me? When I close and I’m going home, I’ll come and take it." "Okay,” I said and took the nylon from her. It looked like it was a 500 gram of ice cream. “I’ll keep it in the freezer right away.” I left her in the sitting-room and took what she handed me to the freezer in the kitchen. When I came back, she was still standing where I had left her. I looked at her enquiringly. “Aren’t you lonely staying alone in the house?” she asked. “Why are you always holed up inside?” I shrugged. “Let’s just say I’m an introvert person. I’m a person who is not outgoing." I sat down and stared absent-mindedly at the television. “Can I join you for some minutes?” she asked. "Of course, sure. If you’re not too busy. Please, sit down.” She sat on the couch opposite me. “I told my apprentices that I was going on lunch break." She didn’t have to explain why she came around. I shrugged and smiled briefly. "That’s okay. You don’t need to explain why you are here.” She smiled briefly too. “So, what do you do to kill boredom?” I sighed. https://selar.co/18993f |
Although she had a pretty face and a curvy figure, having an affair with a lady many years older than me was not something I really fancied. “I came to keep this jar of ice cream in the freezer,” she said, showing me a polythene nylon she was holding. “Can you be kind enough to keep it there for me? When I close and I’m going home, I’ll come and take it." "Okay,” I said and took the nylon from her. It looked like it was a 500 gram of ice cream. “I’ll keep it in the freezer right away.” I left her in the sitting-room and took what she handed me to the freezer in the kitchen. When I came back, she was still standing where I had left her. I looked at her enquiringly. “Aren’t you lonely staying alone in the house?” she asked. “Why are you always holed up inside?” I shrugged. “Let’s just say I’m an introvert person. I’m a person who is not outgoing." I sat down and stared absent-mindedly at the television. “Can I join you for some minutes?” she asked. "Of course, sure. If you’re not too busy. Please, sit down.” She sat on the couch opposite me. “I told my apprentices that I was going on lunch break." She didn’t have to explain why she came around. I shrugged and smiled briefly. "That’s okay. You don’t need to explain why you are here.” She smiled briefly too. “So, what do you do to kill boredom?” I sighed. https://selar.co/18993f |
Her portrait was on the wall and a small Nigerian flag was on her desk. This was Madam Rose's office. She motioned me to a seat while she went to sit behind the desk. She opened her handbag again and brought out her cell phone. Then, she put her eye glasses on, scrolled through the saved numbers on the phone and called a number. 'Hello,' she said into the mouth piece and passed briefly. 'Yeah, good morning. Are you in the office? Come over to my office.' She cut the connection and put the phone on her big desk. 'I've just called the Business Manager that you will be working directly with. Don't forget: you are my eyes and ears in this place. You must always brief me about things that are going on.' 'Yes, ma,' I answered. The door opened and a lady stepped in. 'Good morning, madam,' she greeted. 'Good morning, Barbara. Sit down.' 'Thank you, ma'am.' She sat down and regarded me briefly. 'Yes, Barbara,' madam said. 'This is Miss Queen Alade, the lady I told you will be your assistant as Deputy Business Manager. Queen, meet Barbara Ogbeha, the Business Manager. The two of you will be working together. I want maximum cooperation and high productivity.' I nodded. 'Hello, Queen,' Barbara said. 'Good morning, madam,' I replied. 'Yes,' Madam Rose went on, turning to Barbara. 'You will show Queen her office. You will also put her through our operations here. Explain everything to her.' Madam Rose extended her right hand to me for a hand shake. 'Thank you, ma'am,' I said. 'You will get your letter of employment later today.' Again, I nodded. 'Thank you, ma. I’m grateful.' Barbara and I stood up and left the office. Down the corridor, about three rooms from Madam Rose's office, was Barbara's own. Her office was small but cool, neat and well-arranged. 'Sit down,' she said. 'Thank you, Ms. Ogbeha.' 'Hey, just Barbara is okay,' she protested. I grinned. 'Okay, Barbara. Thank you.' https://selar.co/31767s |
Okay. I'm interested in what the classified information said. Trump can hold on for now. |
Not surprised. Trump will leave Americans divided. Trump will leave the world divided. Even the supporters of Trump will be divided. |
Wonderful. How exactly are they going to effect that? So, men who sleep with their wives without the intention of impregnating them will be committing illegal act! That means using contraceptives will be illegal. What about those who just need 'to jerk off'? I think that proposed law is the dumbest in history! |
I moved up on her neck, lingering at each spot long enough to give out a moan from her as I kissed and sucked at it. “Uhhhhh….T…..Tola…..uh…I…. think….we….we…should…..ohhhhhh!” she moaned, half fighting me and at the same time entangling her hand in my hair, pulling my mouth tighter into her neck. I reached her jaw line and planted wet, open-mouthed kisses along it, aided by my mother-in-law's unintentional reaction of lifting her head. As I came to her chin, I kissed it gently, flicking my tongue against the cute cleft that is a family trait. Momsie’s eyes were mostly closed and her body was in a battle between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Her lips were parted, struggling to bring air into her lungs, as she give outted a constant, low moan. I moved my lips towards hers, watching for a reaction that never came. I touched her lips with mine, barely making contact, feeling her breath brush against them. I slowly pressed my lips gently against hers, holding them there and then slowly pulling them apart. Momsie had no reaction, as her parted lips hovered close to mine. I moved back in and pressed my lips against hers again, sealing them in a soft, illicit kiss. “Mmmmm,” Momsie moaned as I gently pressed my lips against hers, slowly applying a bit more pressure. She stopped struggling as her hands slid down from my neck and quietly landed on my arms. I slowly swiveled my head, sliding my lips across hers and deepening the kiss. I began to notice a change in Momsie’s reaction, her body, which had been tense, relaxed a little under my embrace as her lips seemed to soften under my kiss. Her breathing steadied and her eyelids gave up their fight and closed, while all tension in her frame eased off and her head seemed to relent to the movement of my kiss! Under her breath came quiet, soft moaning and I could feel her start to ever so lightly kiss me back! Her body was gently pressed to mine and I could feel her hardened nipples brush against me as her round tits snuggled slightly against my chest. I wanted her as badly as I've wanted any woman in my life and I knew now there was no doubt I was going to Bleep her, my own mother-in-law! The kiss went on for several more moments, soft yet firm, our heads bobbing gently in unison. Suddenly a car door slammed shut followed by the sound of someone climbing the short staircase leading to the door in my kitchen. It shook us both from this dream-like state and caused us both to quickly break off our kiss and move away from each other just as Daddy opened the door. Momsie shook the affection from her head and rapidly turned to face the sink as Daddy greeted us both. I made a hasty retreat, leaving them both in the kitchen. https://selar.co/70b106 |
I moved up on her neck, lingering at each spot long enough to give out a moan from her as I kissed and sucked at it. “Uhhhhh….T…..Tola…..uh…I…. think….we….we…should…..ohhhhhh!” she moaned, half fighting me and at the same time entangling her hand in my hair, pulling my mouth tighter into her neck. I reached her jaw line and planted wet, open-mouthed kisses along it, aided by my mother-in-law's unintentional reaction of lifting her head. As I came to her chin, I kissed it gently, flicking my tongue against the cute cleft that is a family trait. Momsie’s eyes were mostly closed and her body was in a battle between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Her lips were parted, struggling to bring air into her lungs, as she give outted a constant, low moan. I moved my lips towards hers, watching for a reaction that never came. I touched her lips with mine, barely making contact, feeling her breath brush against them. I slowly pressed my lips gently against hers, holding them there and then slowly pulling them apart. Momsie had no reaction, as her parted lips hovered close to mine. I moved back in and pressed my lips against hers again, sealing them in a soft, illicit kiss. “Mmmmm,” Momsie moaned as I gently pressed my lips against hers, slowly applying a bit more pressure. She stopped struggling as her hands slid down from my neck and quietly landed on my arms. I slowly swiveled my head, sliding my lips across hers and deepening the kiss. I began to notice a change in Momsie’s reaction, her body, which had been tense, relaxed a little under my embrace as her lips seemed to soften under my kiss. Her breathing steadied and her eyelids gave up their fight and closed, while all tension in her frame eased off and her head seemed to relent to the movement of my kiss! Under her breath came quiet, soft moaning and I could feel her start to ever so lightly kiss me back! Her body was gently pressed to mine and I could feel her hardened nipples brush against me as her round tits snuggled slightly against my chest. I wanted her as badly as I've wanted any woman in my life and I knew now there was no doubt I was going to Bleep her, my own mother-in-law! The kiss went on for several more moments, soft yet firm, our heads bobbing gently in unison. Suddenly a car door slammed shut followed by the sound of someone climbing the short staircase leading to the door in my kitchen. It shook us both from this dream-like state and caused us both to quickly break off our kiss and move away from each other just as Daddy opened the door. Momsie shook the affection from her head and rapidly turned to face the sink as Daddy greeted us both. I made a hasty retreat, leaving them both in the kitchen. https://selar.com/198o41 |
I could feel her juices wetting my balls now, could smell the sexy aroma of her musk permeating the air around us. Her free hand slid down to my ass and began to stroke it, to squeeze it. My free hand slid under her shirt, worming its way upward, probing beneath her bra, until I was cupping her bare tit. Kate broke the kiss. She was panting like a dog, sweat breaking out on her flushed face. "You're gonna make me... make me... I'm gonna come, yes, yes! Don't stop. Don't stop!" I didn't stop. In fact, I began to Bleep her harder, almost slamming her with each stroke, angling my hips upward in order to stimulate her clitoral nerves. Her hips began to rise and fall against me in response. Our mouths came back together and we kissed hotly, wetly, obscenely as her orgasm overtook her, as her body shook and shuddered against mine. It took her almost a minute to work her way through the spasms. As it faded she broke the kiss and locked eyes with me. "Come in me," she whispered. "Come in. No one has ever been able to do that before. I want to feel it. I want to know what its like." "Yes," I said. "Oh yes." "Ohhh, do it," she moaned. "Give it to me!" I gave it to her. It was a simple matter of moving my thrusts into overdrive, of squeezing her tit a little harder, of kissing her sweet mouth and sucking her tongue. The pressure built upward and the waves of pleasure began to spread. She felt the tightness of my body and began to moan against me, saying, "Do it, do it, do it" between kisses. The peak built up rapidly but with a power I'd not felt in years. I began to shake and shudder. My breath tore in and out of my lungs. Kate stuck her tongue as far down my throat as she could, her pelvis thrust back at me, matching my erratic strokes. And then the peak arrived and I exploded, blasting the inside of her body with solid jets of hot come. "Yesssss!" Kate screamed out, the sensation apparently sending her into another orgasm of her own. "Yes, yes, yessssssss!" And finally, it was over. I collapsed on top of her, my wilting cock still buried within her body. She removed her hand from between her legs so she could put both of them around my back and pull me tighter against her. We shared another long, luxuriant kiss, this one sexy and sweet instead of lustful. When the kiss broke at last we looked at each other, both of us unsure what to say, what to do next. "That was incredible," Kate finally whispered. "I never knew it could be like that. So... so... hot and sexy." "Yes," I said, feeling guilt and doubt wanting to work its way into my consciousness but keeping them barred for the moment. "That was extremely erotic, Kate. You are very sexy." She smiled, leaning up to give me an almost chaste kiss. "Thank you," she said. We lay like that for quite some time, not talking, not thinking, just holding each other and sharing the occasional kiss. We knew that when we let each other go, the time for thinking would begin. And that would lead to the time for talking about what had just happened. I think both of us wanted to delay that moment as long as we could. Neither one of us was ready to wonder about what would happen tomorrow. https://selar.co/230424 |
I didn’t need to explain much that I was a new driver. ‘What is the name?’ the chubby security man on duty asked me. ‘Ben. Ben Bada. What’s yours?’ ‘Call me Edmund.’ He said it with a smile. We were soon joined by another man who called himself Soko. He was the driver of the staff bus. Soon, Edmund and I became friends as we chatted on variety of things. ‘You will enjoy this work, once you put in your best,’ Edmund counselled. I nodded. Yes, I intended to give it my best. About some minutes to ten that morning, Madam came downstairs, holding her bag. I quickly left the security post to meet her. ‘I’m going out,’ she said. I nodded. That was obvious, wasn’t it? She handed the car key to me. ‘Have you washed it?’ she asked. I looked at the array of cars in the park. ‘No, I didn’t even know which one I would be driving.’ ‘And you didn’t bother to ask,’ she said accusingly. She looked at a particular car. It was a Toyota Highlander. ‘You have to wash it,’ she said. I sighed and nodded. ‘Yes, Madam.’ There was a plastic bucket inside the security post. I took it to a tap close by the post and filled it with water. I then took it to the car. ‘Have the key,’ she said, handing the car key to me. Gingerly, I took it from her. From the booth, I took a towel that looked like a face towel. I used this to mop the car. Madam stood by and watched me. Some minutes after, I was through. She entered the car while I kicked the engine to life. ‘You’re taking me to Victoria Island,’ she announced. ‘Yes, Madam.’ The traffic was starting to get busy, but we soon left the mainland. ‘Drive to Adetokunbo Ademola Street,’ the voice of the woman said. ‘Alright, Madam.’ I drove to the street she said. She directed me to a commercial bank. I parked the car on the car lot while she got down importantly. ‘You wait in the car,’ she said. Did I even need to be told that? I nodded at her and watched her enter the bank, the security guys curtseying to her. To pass the time, I switched on the car radio, leaving the door to my side opened. A talks program was on the radio. Some listeners phoned in to contribute on why spousal abuse was on the increase. As a man yet to be married, I barely found the topic interesting. It took almost an hour before Madam returned. https://selar.co/752r75 |
I didn’t need to explain much that I was a new driver. ‘What is the name?’ the chubby security man on duty asked me. ‘Ben. Ben Bada. What’s yours?’ ‘Call me Edmund.’ He said it with a smile. We were soon joined by another man who called himself Soko. He was the driver of the staff bus. Soon, Edmund and I became friends as we chatted on variety of things. ‘You will enjoy this work, once you put in your best,’ Edmund counselled. I nodded. Yes, I intended to give it my best. About some minutes to ten that morning, Madam came downstairs, holding her bag. I quickly left the security post to meet her. ‘I’m going out,’ she said. I nodded. That was obvious, wasn’t it? She handed the car key to me. ‘Have you washed it?’ she asked. I looked at the array of cars in the park. ‘No, I didn’t even know which one I would be driving.’ ‘And you didn’t bother to ask,’ she said accusingly. She looked at a particular car. It was a Toyota Highlander. ‘You have to wash it,’ she said. I sighed and nodded. ‘Yes, Madam.’ There was a plastic bucket inside the security post. I took it to a tap close by the post and filled it with water. I then took it to the car. ‘Have the key,’ she said, handing the car key to me. Gingerly, I took it from her. From the booth, I took a towel that looked like a face towel. I used this to mop the car. Madam stood by and watched me. Some minutes after, I was through. She entered the car while I kicked the engine to life. ‘You’re taking me to Victoria Island,’ she announced. ‘Yes, Madam.’ The traffic was starting to get busy, but we soon left the mainland. ‘Drive to Adetokunbo Ademola Street,’ the voice of the woman said. ‘Alright, Madam.’ I drove to the street she said. She directed me to a commercial bank. I parked the car on the car lot while she got down importantly. ‘You wait in the car,’ she said. Did I even need to be told that? I nodded at her and watched her enter the bank, the security guys curtseying to her. To pass the time, I switched on the car radio, leaving the door to my side opened. A talks program was on the radio. Some listeners phoned in to contribute on why spousal abuse was on the increase. As a man yet to be married, I barely found the topic interesting. It took almost an hour before Madam returned. https://selar.co/752r75 |
But I still worked in the plaza till the end of that day. About eight in the evening, I got a call from Madam Evelyn . "Don't forget to come around here tonight," she said. I told I would not forget. "See you lover-boy." "See you." Somehow, I wasn't keen about meeting Madam Evelyn , but I would still have to go. How I wished she was a real lover that I could confide in or share my real moments with. By nine-thirty in the evening, I was in Madam Evelyn 's sitting-room. Once again, she has prepared meal before I came. This time, white rice and stew. The food gladdened mel and I soon myself talking animatedly with her. "I hope you know you're not leaving this house until tomorrow," she said. "I know." "Tell me about yourself, " she went further. "Tell about your background, education, view about life and future aspirations." Briefly, I told her I was born in Abeokuta to an engineer father and a trader mother. I studied Economics in Lagos State polytechnic and did my NYSC in Delta State. After service, I had returned to Lagos and was able to get a job working as Business Manager with Madam Fiyin. I didn't tell Madam Evelyn I was about to change job. She would know that later. She told me about herself too. She had been to her state polytechnic where she got OND, but she had not been keen about further education. She got the man who got her pregnant twenty years ago. Steve had promised to marry her before he left for Europe. They were still communicating few years after he left, but there had been no more communication for many years now. She had vowed that men were not worth it and had refused overture for marriage from men. She would only enjoy her life with a man she fancied and then move on. She was into buying and selling of bulk foodstuffs, but her sister in Spain had always helped her financially. Now, here we were. "I admire your courage to face life headlong," I said. "Thank you." She smiled at me and came to sit on my laps. I rubbed her back gently. It was a build-up to the main action. "I hope you will continue to treat me well," she said. "I really liked the way you handled me the other time.' https://selar.co/vr2u84 |
But I still worked in the plaza till the end of that day. About eight in the evening, I got a call from Madam Evelyn . "Don't forget to come around here tonight," she said. I told I would not forget. "See you lover-boy." "See you." Somehow, I wasn't keen about meeting Madam Evelyn , but I would still have to go. How I wished she was a real lover that I could confide in or share my real moments with. By nine-thirty in the evening, I was in Madam Evelyn 's sitting-room. Once again, she has prepared meal before I came. This time, white rice and stew. The food gladdened mel and I soon myself talking animatedly with her. "I hope you know you're not leaving this house until tomorrow," she said. "I know." "Tell me about yourself, " she went further. "Tell about your background, education, view about life and future aspirations." Briefly, I told her I was born in Abeokuta to an engineer father and a trader mother. I studied Economics in Lagos State polytechnic and did my NYSC in Delta State. After service, I had returned to Lagos and was able to get a job working as Business Manager with Madam Fiyin. I didn't tell Madam Evelyn I was about to change job. She would know that later. She told me about herself too. She had been to her state polytechnic where she got OND, but she had not been keen about further education. She got the man who got her pregnant twenty years ago. Steve had promised to marry her before he left for Europe. They were still communicating few years after he left, but there had been no more communication for many years now. She had vowed that men were not worth it and had refused overture for marriage from men. She would only enjoy her life with a man she fancied and then move on. She was into buying and selling of bulk foodstuffs, but her sister in Spain had always helped her financially. Now, here we were. "I admire your courage to face life headlong," I said. "Thank you." She smiled at me and came to sit on my laps. I rubbed her back gently. It was a build-up to the main action. "I hope you will continue to treat me well," she said. "I really liked the way you handled me the other time.' https://selar.co/vr2u84 |
Promptly, I brought out my phone and called her I woke up early the following morning, took my bath and dressed up for work. The black skirt, white shirt and black jacket I wore fitted me well, without doubt. I was to go to the living-room upstairs and wait for Madam Rose. By few minutes after seven, I was waiting for her. I stood up to greet her as soon as she stepped inside the room. 'Good morning, ma,' I greeted. 'Good morning, Queen. You are looking good. I like your outfit. That's the spirit.' I grinned coyly. 'Thank you, ma. Your dressing is super, too.' She seemed pleased. Indeed, her dressing, though 'iro' and 'buba', looked good on her. 'Lara!' she called out. Lara answered from her room and soon came up.' Madam Rose handed her bag to her and turned to face me. 'Alright, let's go.' I followed them downstairs and outside to the waiting car. Mr. Kasali had washed the jeep and it looked sparkling. Once again, I sat beside madam in the jeep. In less than fifteen seconds we got to the front of the hotel. In the absence of Lara, I assisted madam with her bag. I could see the hotel edifice clearly now. In its modesty, it looked attractive from the outside. We got inside it and went to the lobby. I could see the members of staff zealously greeting Madam Rose. The interior was very attractive. Madam Rose must have spent fortune to put that building in place. By the lobby was a corridor to the right. We followed it to the last door by the right. Madam took her bag from me, opened it and brought a bunch of keys out. She went through the keys and finally decided on one to open the door. She stepped inside the cool room. Her portrait was on the wall and a small Nigerian flag was on her desk. This was Madam Rose's office. Continue reading: https://selar.co/31767s |
All That Glitters Living on the fast lane has its allure and gains. For Queen, she is having the best time of her life but she soon discovers that it is not all that glitters that is gold. CAUTION: This story contains some explicit sex scenes. We went inside the fine-looking building. It was a new edifice that looked and smelt new. I followed Lara to the room allocated to me. It was a modest room, a little smaller than my room in Benin, but still comfortable enough. It had a single bed, a desk and a plastic chair, plus a stool. With the chair and desk, I could do some reading and writing. There was an in-built wardrobe. Everything smelt new. ‘This is your room,’ Lara said. She pointed at an adjoining door. ‘In there, there’s a toilet and a bathroom. You don’t have to use the other main bathroom and toilet at the end of the corridor. I occupy the next room.’ I nodded. Lara, at a guess shouldn’t be more than twenty-four. She looked friendly and I hoped we would get along well. ‘Thank you,’ I said. ‘You are welcome.’ I opened the wardrobe and piled my suitcases inside. Later, I would arrange my things there. ‘Now, let me take you upstairs,’ Lara said. I nodded. She pointed at a bunch of three keys hanging in the key hole. ‘Those are the keys to your room. I’ll advise that when you are not in, always lock the door.’ I nodded. We stepped out of the room. I removed the bunch and locked the door. We climbed the tiled bed up to the first bed. Immediately we got to the top, next to the stair case by the right, was a large room that served as the living-room. The black leather seats looked exquisite. Madam Rose was obviously a woman of taste. There was a flat screen on, and it was showing a food and drinks channel. I watched and was impressed with the sumptuous meals they showcased. Roses Hotel must strive to excel if it must be at par with providing the kind of quality food shown. Madam came to meet me. She chose a sofa not far from my seat. 'Yes, Queen. Let me give you some briefings on your work,’ she stated in earnest. ‘You are actually to be the Deputy Business Manager. Yes, for now, I've brought a lady that will be the substantive manager. She has working experience in hotel business. You will be her deputy and you are to understudy her. The moment you've learnt the ropes, you'll take over. I trust that you will learn fast.' I nodded. 'Any time you want to relax, you can come up here. Meanwhile, I will tell Lara to get us something for dinner.' She stood up and went downstairs. I sat back relaxingly on my seat. Then, I remembered I had not called mummy to let her know we had safely arrived Lagos. Promptly, I brought out my phone and called her Continue reading from: https://selar.co/31767s |
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Also, I don’t want them to try to bring some loser guy to try to fix me up. I was wondering if you would be willing to be my date for my birthday? I was speechless…..I was nervous…..I didn’t know what to say, so I hesitated. She then continued, “I know I shouldn’t have asked. I’m an older woman and I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be my date, even as a favor. I’m so sorry I asked.” “No, No!” I interjected. “Of course, I will be your date. I just thought you wouldn’t want to bring me. I am only a university student and I’m sure your friends are more sophisticated than me.” Cynthia looked up at me with the most beautiful eyes. “Prince, you are a very tall, handsome and confident young man. You are helpful and kind and wonderful with children. Any woman would be a fool not to want you to be their date. Anyways, you are almost 24 so I am not really completely over the hill am I? Please, join me for my birthday and it won’t be too boring and I will make it up to you in then end, I promise.” My nervousness was no match for Cynthia’s breasts pointing at me and her body pressed against mine. I agreed without any further protests. She then pulled away and took my hand and her long slender hand felt so feminine in mine. We walked out of the pool together and sat on our chairs and took another sip of our cold drinks. The hot sun quickly dried our bodies and Cynthia went to lie down on the sun bed again exposing her swimsuit model body highlighted by the yellow bikini. She looked over at me and said, “Prince, the sun is really hot today and I don’t have enough sun protection on my back. Can you be sweet and help me out?” Her hand held out the bottle of suntan lotion with SPF 50 and I took it like the helpless disciple that I was. “Where do you want me to rub it on I asked?” She said, “Start at my shoulders and go the whole way down if its not too much trouble.” So at Cynthia’s request something I had dreamed about for years was about to happen, I would be able to touch her body. I slathered the suntan lotion on her shoulders and then she said, “Untie my bikini top so you can cover my whole back.” With extremely nervous fingers I tried to undo the silver clasp, but I kept fumbling. She giggled and jokingly said, “Prince, you obviously need some more practice.” * * * Finally, I was able to get the clasp undone after some fumbling which was very embarrassing. As I rubbed the lotion all over her back Cynthia closed her eyes and said, “Hmmm this feels so nice. It’s very important you don’t get a burn you know.” When I got to the bottom of her back she arched her bum further upwards. My erection was in a heightened state of throbbing that I can’t ever think of having had with such an intensity ever before. I asked Cynthia, “Shall I do your legs?” She replied: “First, make sure you go right under the top of my bikini bottom and around the side so I don’t get any burn.” My fingers edged their way under her tight bikini bottom and my head was literally swimming as the sexual tension was making me dizzy. I then moved down to her legs and she instructed me to do the inside of her thighs. My fingers came within an inch of her love triangle and I was tempted to move closer and brush the bikini fabric, but I was too nervous that she would get mad. https://selar.co/259h23 |
Also, I don’t want them to try to bring some loser guy to try to fix me up. I was wondering if you would be willing to be my date for my birthday? I was speechless…..I was nervous…..I didn’t know what to say, so I hesitated. She then continued, “I know I shouldn’t have asked. I’m an older woman and I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be my date, even as a favor. I’m so sorry I asked.” “No, No!” I interjected. “Of course, I will be your date. I just thought you wouldn’t want to bring me. I am only a university student and I’m sure your friends are more sophisticated than me.” Cynthia looked up at me with the most beautiful eyes. “Prince, you are a very tall, handsome and confident young man. You are helpful and kind and wonderful with children. Any woman would be a fool not to want you to be their date. Anyways, you are almost 24 so I am not really completely over the hill am I? Please, join me for my birthday and it won’t be too boring and I will make it up to you in then end, I promise.” My nervousness was no match for Cynthia’s breasts pointing at me and her body pressed against mine. I agreed without any further protests. She then pulled away and took my hand and her long slender hand felt so feminine in mine. We walked out of the pool together and sat on our chairs and took another sip of our cold drinks. The hot sun quickly dried our bodies and Cynthia went to lie down on the sun bed again exposing her swimsuit model body highlighted by the yellow bikini. She looked over at me and said, “Prince, the sun is really hot today and I don’t have enough sun protection on my back. Can you be sweet and help me out?” Her hand held out the bottle of suntan lotion with SPF 50 and I took it like the helpless disciple that I was. “Where do you want me to rub it on I asked?” She said, “Start at my shoulders and go the whole way down if its not too much trouble.” So at Cynthia’s request something I had dreamed about for years was about to happen, I would be able to touch her body. I slathered the suntan lotion on her shoulders and then she said, “Untie my bikini top so you can cover my whole back.” With extremely nervous fingers I tried to undo the silver clasp, but I kept fumbling. She giggled and jokingly said, “Prince, you obviously need some more practice.” * * * Finally, I was able to get the clasp undone after some fumbling which was very embarrassing. As I rubbed the lotion all over her back Cynthia closed her eyes and said, “Hmmm this feels so nice. It’s very important you don’t get a burn you know.” When I got to the bottom of her back she arched her bum further upwards. My erection was in a heightened state of throbbing that I can’t ever think of having had with such an intensity ever before. I asked Cynthia, “Shall I do your legs?” She replied: “First, make sure you go right under the top of my bikini bottom and around the side so I don’t get any burn.” My fingers edged their way under her tight bikini bottom and my head was literally swimming as the sexual tension was making me dizzy. I then moved down to her legs and she instructed me to do the inside of her thighs. My fingers came within an inch of her love triangle and I was tempted to move closer and brush the bikini fabric, but I was too nervous that she would get mad. https://selar.co/259h23 |
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"Yes, I told her I would rather discuss with you directly; that I would like to see you face to face." I nodded. There was a brief silence. "Thank you so much, madam, for even considering me. I don't want to give a definitive answer right now. I'll like to discuss the issue with Madam Fiyin. Can you give me some time - a short time? I should be able to discuss the matter with her between now and tomorrow." "It's alright, Nini. I'll wait till tomorrow to have your reply." I smiled. "Thank you so much, ma." "Thank you for your time, Nini. That's all for now." I stood up and bade her goodnight. As I drove back to the plaza where I worked, I kept thinking about Princess's proposal. I enjoyed my present work, but if there was a better offer, shouldn't I take it? It was good enough that Madam Fiyin knew about it. There shouldn't and wouldn't be bad blood about leaving my present work. I met Madam Fiyin in the plaza when I got there. In her office, we discussed what Princess had told me. "What do you suggest I should do?" I asked Madam Fiyin. She smiled wanly. "It's true you've been an asset to me and my business and I will really miss you, all the same, take my sister's offer. I'm sure you will not regret doing so." I nodded and thanked her. I didn't need any other green light. I called Princess later that evening to let her know I had accepted the offer. "Good to hear that from you," she said, pleased. Write your notice of tesignation to your present employer. Today is 28th day of July. By August 1st, you are to resume with me. Before then, you will get your letter of employment that states your duties and emolument." "Thank you, madam." "You're welcome. Goodnight." 'Goodnight, ma." Somehow I felt happy within me. I had a blissful sleep that night. The following morning, I wrote letter of resignation and handed it to Madam Fiyin. She did something that surprised me. She hugged me with tears in her eyes. "Don't mind me," she said afterwards. "I get emotional sometimes. It's a promotion for you and I should actually be happy for you." But I still worked in the plaza till the end of that day. About eight in the evening, I got a call from Madam Evelyn . https://selar.co/vr2u84 |
"Yes, I told her I would rather discuss with you directly; that I would like to see you face to face." I nodded. There was a brief silence. "Thank you so much, madam, for even considering me. I don't want to give a definitive answer right now. I'll like to discuss the issue with Madam Fiyin. Can you give me some time - a short time? I should be able to discuss the matter with her between now and tomorrow." "It's alright, Nini. I'll wait till tomorrow to have your reply." I smiled. "Thank you so much, ma." "Thank you for your time, Nini. That's all for now." I stood up and bade her goodnight. As I drove back to the plaza where I worked, I kept thinking about Princess's proposal. I enjoyed my present work, but if there was a better offer, shouldn't I take it? It was good enough that Madam Fiyin knew about it. There shouldn't and wouldn't be bad blood about leaving my present work. I met Madam Fiyin in the plaza when I got there. In her office, we discussed what Princess had told me. "What do you suggest I should do?" I asked Madam Fiyin. She smiled wanly. "It's true you've been an asset to me and my business and I will really miss you, all the same, take my sister's offer. I'm sure you will not regret doing so." I nodded and thanked her. I didn't need any other green light. I called Princess later that evening to let her know I had accepted the offer. "Good to hear that from you," she said, pleased. Write your notice of tesignation to your present employer. Today is 28th day of July. By August 1st, you are to resume with me. Before then, you will get your letter of employment that states your duties and emolument." "Thank you, madam." "You're welcome. Goodnight." 'Goodnight, ma." Somehow I felt happy within me. I had a blissful sleep that night. The following morning, I wrote letter of resignation and handed it to Madam Fiyin. She did something that surprised me. She hugged me with tears in her eyes. "Don't mind me," she said afterwards. "I get emotional sometimes. It's a promotion for you and I should actually be happy for you." But I still worked in the plaza till the end of that day. About eight in the evening, I got a call from Madam Evelyn . https://selar.co/vr2u84 |
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He picked the call after the third ring. “Hello?" "Hello, Kay. This is Tony on the line." "Ah, Tony my pal. How’s everything?”I sighed. “Well, as they say, I’m managing." "Why don’t you let’s meet tomorrow? Let’s say by twelve mid-day." "No problem. Where?" "Meet me at Exquisite Hotel on Ogunlana Drive. I’ll be at the lobby.’" I sighed. The hotel was a popular one in the area, although I had never entered inside before. “Okay, Kay. I’ll be there. This is my number." "Alright. See you.” He cut the line. Briefly, I wondered why he should ask me to see him in a hotel. Then, I shrugged. I was just getting to know him again, I thought. Few minutes later, the bell-push sounded. I was the only one in the house as mum and Tony had gone to work. Mum should return by six p.m., which was about a couple of hours to go. As for dad, he would not be returning until eight p.m. or thereabout. I went to the door, wondering if mum was the one. “It’s me, Bukola,” the caller said. "O-okay.” I opened the door for her. “Hello, Sister Bukky." "Hi. Sister Bukola, also known as Sister Bukky, was a lady most likely in her early thirties. She owned a hair-dressing saloon on our street. She was very friendly with my mum and my kid sister. Besides, we attended the same church where she was one of the choristers. She and I were friends too, but not intimate. Recently, the way she kept popping up in our house, especially when no one else was around, showed that she really wanted me to get closer to her, but I wasn’t keen. I was just twenty-five. Although she had a pretty face and a curvy figure, having an affair with a lady many years older than me was not something I really fancied. https://selar.co/18993f |
He picked the call after the third ring. “Hello?" "Hello, Kay. This is Tony on the line." "Ah, Tony my pal. How’s everything?”I sighed. “Well, as they say, I’m managing." "Why don’t you let’s meet tomorrow? Let’s say by twelve mid-day." "No problem. Where?" "Meet me at Exquisite Hotel on Ogunlana Drive. I’ll be at the lobby.’" I sighed. The hotel was a popular one in the area, although I had never entered inside before. “Okay, Kay. I’ll be there. This is my number." "Alright. See you.” He cut the line. Briefly, I wondered why he should ask me to see him in a hotel. Then, I shrugged. I was just getting to know him again, I thought. Few minutes later, the bell-push sounded. I was the only one in the house as mum and Tony had gone to work. Mum should return by six p.m., which was about a couple of hours to go. As for dad, he would not be returning until eight p.m. or thereabout. I went to the door, wondering if mum was the one. “It’s me, Bukola,” the caller said. "O-okay.” I opened the door for her. “Hello, Sister Bukky." "Hi. Sister Bukola, also known as Sister Bukky, was a lady most likely in her early thirties. She owned a hair-dressing saloon on our street. She was very friendly with my mum and my kid sister. Besides, we attended the same church where she was one of the choristers. She and I were friends too, but not intimate. Recently, the way she kept popping up in our house, especially when no one else was around, showed that she really wanted me to get closer to her, but I wasn’t keen. I was just twenty-five. Although she had a pretty face and a curvy figure, having an affair with a lady many years older than me was not something I really fancied. https://selar.co/18993f |
My battering-ram cock seemed to be splitting her in two. I gritted in baited breaths. Her body jerked and her boobs jounced around in my busy hands, as I hammered the both of us headlong into orgasm. The semen in my balls boiled out-of-control and shot up my shaft and spray-painted the velvet walls of her gushing pussy. I shot out wad after white-hot wad into Cynthia’s love tunnel, in time to the electric shocks that jolted our bodies. The act was finally over. I lay satisfied on the bed even as I patted her sensuous melons and gently squeezed them. I primped her nipples, as she shook with the after-effects of ecstasy. That was my own way of ‘celebrating.’ * * * The following day, I woke up early to get dressed and leave for my new work. I got to the office at Falomo, Ikoyi on time. I went straight to the office of HRM. I waited a bit before I was given the uniform and the identity card I had been promised. I had to sit at the Madam’s secretary office to await the Madam. She did not come to the office until some minutes to nine. I rose to my feet to greet her. ‘Good morning, Madam.’ ‘Morning,’ she replied, a little bit curtly. I tried to study the character of the woman. I had heard that some women were difficult to work with. So far, all indices showed that this one would be a difficult one. I shrugged. I would have to brave the odds. About ten minutes after the Madam came, she sent a message to me through her secretary. ‘Madam says you can go and stay downstairs,’ Amarachi said. I looked at her enquiringly. ‘Where downstairs?’ ‘You can stay with the security man.’ I nodded and got up to my feet. Yes, I should have thought of that. A driver was not meant to have an office or stay in one. That was our people’s mentality. I went down to the security post. With my brand new uniform, I didn’t need to explain much that I was a new driver. https://selar.co/752r75 |
My battering-ram cock seemed to be splitting her in two. I gritted in baited breaths. Her body jerked and her boobs jounced around in my busy hands, as I hammered the both of us headlong into orgasm. The semen in my balls boiled out-of-control and shot up my shaft and spray-painted the velvet walls of her gushing pussy. I shot out wad after white-hot wad into Cynthia’s love tunnel, in time to the electric shocks that jolted our bodies. The act was finally over. I lay satisfied on the bed even as I patted her sensuous melons and gently squeezed them. I primped her nipples, as she shook with the after-effects of ecstasy. That was my own way of ‘celebrating.’ * * * The following day, I woke up early to get dressed and leave for my new work. I got to the office at Falomo, Ikoyi on time. I went straight to the office of HRM. I waited a bit before I was given the uniform and the identity card I had been promised. I had to sit at the Madam’s secretary office to await the Madam. She did not come to the office until some minutes to nine. I rose to my feet to greet her. ‘Good morning, Madam.’ ‘Morning,’ she replied, a little bit curtly. I tried to study the character of the woman. I had heard that some women were difficult to work with. So far, all indices showed that this one would be a difficult one. I shrugged. I would have to brave the odds. About ten minutes after the Madam came, she sent a message to me through her secretary. ‘Madam says you can go and stay downstairs,’ Amarachi said. I looked at her enquiringly. ‘Where downstairs?’ ‘You can stay with the security man.’ I nodded and got up to my feet. Yes, I should have thought of that. A driver was not meant to have an office or stay in one. That was our people’s mentality. I went down to the security post. With my brand new uniform, I didn’t need to explain much that I was a new driver. https://selar.co/752r75 |
Through it all I kept my eyes glued to Kate, drinking in the sight of her masturbating for me, watching as her lips grew wetter and more swollen, as her clit popped out of its hood, begging for attention of its own. "Oh... Uhmn," she moaned. "This is so hot, isn't it?" "Yeah," I breathed, as my strokes were going a little faster now as she started playing with her clit. "Do you like what you are seeing?" she asked. "I just shaved it this morning." "Yes," I said. "It's beautiful." "Mmmm," she moaned again, flicking at her clit a little more. "Ohhhh, oh, uhh... Your cock is so nice. So big and hard. Will you put it in me?" I swallowed nervously. Hadn't I known she would ask that at some point? I tried to maintain my willpower. "I can't, Kate. Let's just keep doing what we're doing, okay?" "Oh please," she moaned. "Just for a second? I've never had one inside me without a rubber on it. I just want to know how it feels to go unprotected." "Kate..." "Please," she begged. "Just put it in once and then you can take it out. Just let me feel what it's like?" She stopped diddling herself and spread her lips open instead. "Just once?" I found myself standing up. My trousers and underwear fell down around my ankles. It wouldn't really hurt to put it in her just once, would it? I mean, the poor girl just wanted to experience the unprotected sensation. You couldn't blame her for that, could you? And it wasn't really cheating if I just put it in and pulled it back out. Not really. It was more like an education thing, right? "Just once," I told her. "Just once." "Yesss," she moaned. "Just once." Her legs opened wider as I stepped forward. I put my knees on the couch between them and leaned forward. Her left hand stayed in her crotch, continuing to hold her shorts and panties to the side. Her right hand came up to my face and stroked it. I leaned forward, supporting myself with my right arm by putting it behind her head. With my left, I took my cock in hand and aimed it between her wet, slippery lips. The head made contact and I slid it up and down a few times, prepping it for its one (and only one) trip into Kate's body. "Do it," Kate panted, her hand sliding down onto my neck. "Put it in. Let me feel it." I pushed forward with my hips. My cock met a little bit of friction for the barest of seconds and then slid slowly and smoothly inside of her. She was hot and wet and tight. We both moaned as I bottomed out, as my balls came to rest against her ass. "That feels soooo good," Kate said in my ear. "Yesss," I whispered, just sitting there, unwilling to pull it out just yet. "Just a couple of strokes in me?" she asked. "Just for a few seconds?" I didn't even bother trying to rationalize this one. I just nodded and allowed my hips to start moving. I gave her a grind and then pulled back until my cock was just about free of her. I slid back in, bottoming out once more and giving another, longer grind. Kate moaned loudly in obvious approval so I did it again. And then again. And then I did it even more, starting to move a little faster within her, to push a little harder against her. "Lay on top of me, Uncle ," she said. "Lay on me while you do it to me." I leaned forward, allowing my chest to press against hers, feeling the softness of her breasts beneath her shirt. She pulled my head down to hers and kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth. I kissed her back enthusiastically, swirling my tongue with hers, sucking on it. She tasted strongly of apples. We kissed and rutted against each other. I could feel her juices wetting my balls now, could smell the sexy aroma of her musk permeating the air around. https://selar.co/230424 |
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