Momsie was busy filling the sink with water as I placed the dishes on the counter and stood behind her for a moment.

“Uh, Momsie we need to...uh..tal....” I started.

“NO WE DON"T!” she cut me off.

“But Momsie , we can't just ignore what happened this morning.” I said.

“NOTHING HAPPENED!” she admonished.

“Give me a break!” I said. “We both know that's not true and we need to talk about it!”.

“I AM NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT IT!”

“Well that's adult.” I said. “Just forget it ever happened and things will go on as normal?”

“I told you, I don't want to talk about it!”. she said, in a somewhat softer tone.

“But just let me explain...please??” I asked.

Momsie said nothing as she started washing the dishes.

“You know how Bisola had had a tough time with the pregnancy and all?” I started.

“Well it's been hard on me, you know, going without sex and all and I've been real frustrated and all. And, uhm, I can't really explain it, but this morning when you came in dressed in your robe, moving around making breakfast, I...I got excited. I know how nuts this sounds, but when I got close to you I just lost it and...and you know the rest...”

She didn't move for a few moments, but then finally turned around, tears in her eyes.

“And how do you think I feel? she asked. “My own son-in-law! And then ...as if that wasn't bad enough...I....I..didn’t even….!”

She couldn't finish the sentence, but we both knew what she was talking about, her letting me kiss her. She quickly turned back around and stood there.

“Momsie, I am just so sorry, it was all my fault.” I said. “Can you forgive me?” I asked.

She laughed shortly.


"I just had dinner and drinks with Roli. Will you be coming tomorrow?"

"Yes, I'll be there as soon as I can."

"I was impressed watching you and your team work. I know if I ever need help, I want
you to be there."

"That's nice to hear. Is that the only time you'd want me?"

"No, as I matter of fact, I want you right now. I'm snuggled in bed with a pillow between
my young naked legs, pretending it's your warm body as I slowly rub my clit. My other
hand is rolling my hard nipple and remembering your soft lips nursing me."

"That sounds like fun. You're making me hard."

"Can you stroke it for me?I can feel it from here if you do."

He grinned. “Okay, I’ll do that.” He imagined he was stroking her body, specifically the
pubic area. "Gosh, how does that feel?"

"Goodness. The skin is soft and warm. I love the way it moves with my hand up and
down that lovely hard shaft. Can you feel my hand sliding the skin up and down?"

"phone intimacy seems to be another of your pastimes. As much fun as this is, I need to get
back to work."

"You're such a spoil sport. Okay, go back to your work."

"See you in the morning."

"I'll be waiting for you with coffee and breakfast and maybe a few other things."

*

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*

Onome and Dele walked toward her bedroom after cleaning the kitchen. She led the
way up the stairs, and his eyes followed each move of her sexy bum along the way.

When he reached up and gently smacked it, she turned, grinned, and shook her finger
at him. Dele pulled her to him and snuggled his face into her trousers crotch.


"Dele, calm down. We're on narrow steps."

He grinned, "I don't want to calm down. I'll not let you fall."

He undid her belt and button as she stood on the steps, mesmerized by his actions.

Dele unzipped and pulled them down to reveal her lacy black thong. He pulled her
crotch into his face and nuzzled her panties.
Onome was surprised. She wondered, "Why is he so aggressive tonight?'

Never would she have bet on this. Her thoughts raced, "Oh my, he's going to lick my pussy. I better
sit. This is going to get serious. Oh gosh, he's rubbing my bum. Oohh."

Dele was focused. The lovely scent of her skin and her crotch was like a flower garden.
Without thinking, he pulled her panties to the side. He dipped his tongue into her honey
pot and drew it up and over her clit.

The bum shirt picked up where the t-shirt ended and the smooth black fabric seemed to caress those wide hips in a comforting hug.

After the hips were the smooth creamy thighs. My eyes followed the line of her shapely legs. I felt my prick start to stir in my pants as the pounding blood started to fill those vacant cavities within my stiffening member.

As she saw me looking her up and down, she did a bit of a turn and took a couple of steps away from me. As she moved, I could see that she was doing that in a teasing way.

"You ... you're not saying anything," she said as she turned back towards me, her huge boobs straining forward in the tight t-shirt enticingly.

"How do I look? Even from what you could see, does the bra look good on me? Does everything look shapely?”

"Yes!" I replied a little too eagerly.

"Madam, you ... you look amazing!"

The words gushed out of me as my eyes continued to roam up and down her killer body. The apparent excitement I showed brought a broad smile to her face.

"The things felt so nice putting them on, and then when I saw myself in the mirror, I couldn't believe it. I just stared at myself. I never really fancied sexy bras until now.

"I never thought I would ever buy her anything so nice and sexy as well; I had only dreamed it. Wanting to make sure I had these delightful memories forever, I immediately brought out my cell phone.

"Madam, you look so beautiful, I need to take a couple of pictures; just so we remember this day."

I thought of this so I could use the pictures in the future jack-off sessions that I had in mind.

"Okay," she said excitedly. Her interest reminded me of a young girl who was falling in love for the first time.

"Alright," I said as I brought the phone up and reached to put it on camera mode. "Now, give me a nice pose."

She put her hands on her hips as she made her face slightly sideways towards me. Oh gosh, I thought as I looked at those spectacular jugs in profile, the tight t-shirt molding to her lush curvy body. I took a couple like that as she stood relatively still for me.

"Okay, let's try a couple of other poses."

She handed a jotter to me. I took it from her. There were five words written on it.

"Can you explain the meanings of those words to me?"

I was shocked at the words she had written. Number 1 was cunt. The other words were cum, boob, dick, and clits.

"Goodness, what are these?" I exclaimed.

"You know their meanings, don't you?" she asked calmly.

I was aghast. In my years as a teacher, I had never come across a female student as assertive and daring as this. More shocking was the fact that I had thought Julie was more reserved compared to Jane.

"How could you write words as these? These are terrible and indecent words."

"Really?"

She seemed to be enjoying the fact that she had put me in a disconcerting state.

"How terrible and indecent are those words, Uncle Dave?"

I shook my head. "They are words that a school girl should not be concerned with."

She made a face. " Who's a school girl here?"

"You're a school girl, Julie."

She shook her head vigorously. "Point of correction, I'm no longer a school girl. I left school last year."

I shook my head. Her questions were off the topic, but I decided to answer them all the same.

"When are you planning to marry?" she asked again.

Now, I was here to teach English and Literature, not talk about my marital eligibility or personal life.

"Can you please ask questions on the topic?" I said.

But she did not ask any pertinent question, so my teaching continued. After almost two hours, I ended that session with them.On Friday, I was back in the house. This time around, I had I had to wait for a much longer time before they showed up.

It was actually one of them that came around.

"Jane is having some cramps," she said. That meant I was talking to Julie.

"Whats wrong with Jane?" I asked as if I had not heard her.

"She's not feeling too well."

I sighed. Inwardly, I shrugged. That should not be a problem for me, should it?

"Okay, Julie. But, even you came quite late."

"Sorry," she answered briefly.

No problem, I felt. Having one of them around was good enough. I wrote the topic for the day on the board and started to teach. After some minutes, characteristically, I asked if she had any question.

"I have some questions," she said, smiling.

I was happy she was finally going to be an interactive learner.

"Oh, good. Go ahead and ask your questions."

"I have them here."

She handed a jotter to me. I took it from her. There were five words written on it.

The
tongue action was energetic. Onome finally broke for air and stepped back. Her smile
was expansive.
"What has got into you?
"
He grinned. "I decided that romance is good, but love is better." He reached for her
again, and they kissed while he cupped her bum and lifted her off the floor. She smiled
as he continued to hold her in the air.
She looked down into his eyes and asked, "Can I prepare dinner for us before I eat
you?
"
Dele lowered her to the floor, and they kissed again.
"Can I help?I'm a fairly good cook."
She reached for his hand and led him to the prep area of the kitchen.

Onome stood to collect the dirty dishes but Dele pulled her into his lap. She giggled
and pretended to struggle trying to get away. He grabbed her hands and held them
until she stopped twisting. The brightness in her eyes told him she was ready for
anything.
"Are you going to be a good girl?
"


"No, I think you need to discipline me."
"What discipline would be appropriate?
"
"If I were you, I'd spank me. Not too hard, of course."
That caught Dele by surprise. He'd never heard a girl suggest that, much less look
forward to it. "What makes you to say that?You want me to spank you?
"
"Yes. Roli says it's exciting and helps focus her. She swears sex is better after she gets
a couple of smacks on her bum."
"If that's the case, let's clean up the dishes and go to your bedroom. Discipline should
be administered in private."
Onome grinned and nodded.

*

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*

In the darkness of her room Bukky lay and thought of Tade coming in the morning. He
now lived in her mind and she found it difficult to focus on other matters. The way he
worked made her very proud. He was the real deal.
Her phone rang. She was thrilled when she saw who it was.
"Hello, Tade."
"Hello, dear. This is getting to be a habit I know. Were you asleep?
"No. I’m only lying here thinking."
"I just wanted to say that I did see you at the joint this evening."
"Yes, I couldn’t make it to the place."
"Hmn, I wished you were there."
She laughed shortly.