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I shook my head. This woman does not have shame, I thought. "I'm thinking about you too."

"Good to hear that. Hey, why don’t you come over to my place?"

What? My heart started beating fast. "I stay at Maryland. That's not far from Ketu."

That was true, but going to her place? Oh my God! "I'm sorry that will not be possible. Em ... I took some suya and the thing has given me running stomach. I've been stool ling for the past one hour," I lied.

"Oh, oh." She sounded disappointed. "I guess by tomorrow, then. Alright, take care of yourself and good night."

"Thank you and goodnight."

The call was terminated. I sighed in temporary relief. Now, all the doubts about the intentions of Ms. Pamela were laid to rest. I could have given her a trial, but that would seriously hurt my relationship with Bimpe . In any case, if I had a choice and were to choose between the two, I would never pick Ms. Pamela. In a surprise move, I went down on my knees and prayed to God to remove Ms. Pamela as an obstacle that must be dealt with. I hardly prayed, but for a moment like this, the urge was spontaneous. I slept that night with the belief that my prayer would be answered. The following morning was busy in the office.

Ms. Pamela only made a brief appearance and then left. It was later in the afternoon that I heard she had been transferred to the Ibadan office and she was to report there that day. That was amazing.

Was it a coincidence that the transfer came that very morning, or was it that my prayer was answered? I believed it was the latter. In any case, whatever it was, the good thing was that Ms. Pamela was out of the way, at least for now.

Later, Chioma came around. That night, I missed the company of Juliet. But, it was alright: Wednesday was just two days to go.


On Tuesday, we were busy in the office. At home, I slept early. Farouq invited another lady to the house; one I had never met before. One Wednesday morning, I was again busy in the office. I remembered Juliet would be coming to the house later that evening.


In the afternoon, something happened that threatened the arrangement. About two p.m, Lola called to inform me that she would like to come and know the place where I stayed. This instantly sent warning signal to me.


Why didn't she say this on Monday or Tuesday? She asked that I should text the house address to her. Now, I wondered what to do. Tell Juliet not to come again, my mind said. Yes, that would be the best thing to do. Instantly, I put a call to her even as I wondered what would be the reason I would give.


Her phone rang on without her picking it. I had to keep calling her at interval until she picked the call.


“Hello, Juliet," I spluttered. "Don't bother to come around today."


“Why?" she demanded.


“My uncle said he would like to see me for an urgent matter. Once I go to Ilupeju at the close of work, I won't be able to come to Lekki today."


There was dead silence from the end of the line.


“Hello, Juliet. Did you hear me?"


“Yes," she answered softly.


“So, we will see some other time." I concluded and cut the line.


I heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that Juliet's angle had been taken care of. On our way home at the close of work, I told Farouq about Lola's proposed visit.


“It will be good to know that your babe," he said. Lola got to the house some minutes past six.


She hugged me as if we had not met for a long time.


“Good to see you, Lola, dear." she smiled warmly.


“I'm happy to see you too."


I took her to meet Farouq. "This is my senior colleague and good friend, Farouq Ahmed. He's magnanimous to accommodate me in this apartment. Farouq, this is my sweatheart, Lola."


She courtesied to greet him.


“I'm happy to meet you, young lady," Farouq said. "My friend here has said so much about you."


After the pleasantries, I took Lola to the kitchen and gave her the pack of fried rice I had reserved for her. I then took her to my room.

After I closed from work, I drove straight to the club. It was minutes to six, but surprisingly, I met her at the bar waiting for me.

“That’s a surprise,” I said, smiling. “You’re already here.”

“Yes. I’m waiting for you.”

“Well, here I am.”

“Good. Let’s order for drinks and take it to our room. I’ve already booked a room.”

Again, I was surprised.

“I can see that you’re keen about whatever you do.”

She smiled. “I’ll take that as a compliment; so I will say thanks.”

We went to the room with our drinks.

“I did enjoy your company a great deal the other time,” she said.

I nodded. “Me too.”

We sat on the bed, drew the lone stool in the room close to us and took the drinks.

“So, why didn’t you want to come over?” she asked.

“I told you I was busy at work.”

I didn’t care whether she believed me or not. From her face, I could not tell.

“Perhaps, you were not in the mood,” she went on.

I sighed.

“Well, Augusta is here to do things right for you, at no cost.”

I grinned. “That must be a good incentive.”

“Oh, yeah. You can say that again.”

Her left hand came to rest on my laps. Slowly, she rubbed the hand over the place.

“I can understand,” she said. “Office job can be very stressful.”

I grunted and nodded in concession.



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We stood there hugging and caressing one another for a while. It got me really turned on and I had to maneuver my hips to keep my rapidly expanding dick from coming into contact with her.

“Momsie. If it makes you feel better, I think Daddy is a fool!” I said.

“Oh, must you talk like that?” Momsie replied and squeezed me.

She then pulled back and grabbed my head in both of her hands, looking me in the eye. She smiled sweetly at me and then drew my head in and planted a firm, but smooth kiss on my mouth. I felt my dick lurch at the feeling of her lips on mine, even if it was brief. She quickly returned her head onto my shoulder and I buried my face back into her neck.

We again stood there hugging and caressing one another and I planted several fleeting kisses across her neck.

“Uhhmmmm!" she moaned in reaction to my kisses and continued to caress my back.

This encouraged me to start pressing my kisses a bit harder against her neck, parting my lips. I began gently sucking on her neck, flicking my tongue against her skin. I felt her tense up and begin to struggle a bit.

“Uh…Tola…don’t. I told…you what that…feels like..” she said, her hand fluttering up to my head.

I ignored her and began pressing my mouth against her neck, firmly kissing it and lapping at with my tongue.

“Uhggghh! Tola…please..we…shouldn’t….” she protested, but moved her head to expose more of her neck to my kisses.

She continued to struggle as I maintained my mouth action on her neck, sucking on her soft skin and bathing it with my tongue. I was now pressing my engorged dick up against her crotch, slightly rubbing it up and down as my hands kneaded her back and sides and my mouth made its way up her neck towards her chin line.

“God...Tola....we need to....stop......” Momsie begged in a breathless voice as she tried in vein to move her neck out from under my sucking mouth.

I continued to kiss her neck and felt the tension in her body relax and her breathing become ragged as I made my way under her chin. She moved her head to the side, almost in a gesture of surrender, and moaned in a low tone as I set my sights for her lips. As I reached the point of her chin, I pulled back for a moment, looked into her glassy eyes and saw that she had partially closed them.


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