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I alternated between looking at her and staring at the floor. She was still my boss and I wasn’t sure yet where she was going, so I must remain very respectful.

“However, before I find that real love, I sometimes have desires. Well, I’m a human being, I’m a woman, so sometimes, the desires come naturally. This is where you come in.”

It seemed that my breath had ceased. Was my dream finally about to come to pass?

“Sometimes, I need a man’s hugs,” she went on. “Yes, a man’s feel against my body. In addition, maybe some kisses and caresses. No, I’m not talking about sex. I’m only talking about body warmth and closeness.”

She stared at me. “Do you think you can fit in?”

I couldn’t believe my ears. I couldn’t believe that Madam Helen Olanike William, also known as Big Mummy, was really saying this to me.

My answer was and would always be an outright yes, but I decided to play it cool. What if this woman was just teasing me? What if she was setting me up?

But why would she do that? Another part of my mind asked. No, this must be for real.

“You don’t have to say anything right away,” she went on. “But perhaps, I had read you wrongly. Perhaps you had no feelings for me at all. If indeed I have made an error of judgement, kindly stand up and walk away. However, if what I’ve said have some elements of truth, then you can remain on your seat.”

She stopped talking and looked away, waiting to see my reaction. She was damn right, I had feelings for her. Lustful or not, there was no way I would dispute the fact that I nursed serious feelings for her.

I remained on my seat. Several seconds passed. She smiled up at me.

“So, Bayo, you indeed have feelings for me?” she asked as if she wanted to be sure of my stand.

I nodded. “Yes, madam.”

“Good.” She stood up and spread out her hands. “Now, come and give Big Mummy a hug.”

I stood up. It was an effort for me to put up an air of modesty. I gave her a big hug. It was electrifying to hold her in such an intimate way.

She could sense my eagerness and gladness. She encouraged me further by bringing her lips to mine. She pursed her lips together and turned her face up to mine. As I brought my lips down to hers, I pulled her close to me, those tremendous boobs of hers pressing fully into my chest.

I had no doubt now that this was what she wanted. Gosh, this was the opportunity I was waiting for, and I was prepared to fully explore it. I ran my tongue along the line of her lips and pressed inwards. I could feel her almost gasp in astonishment at the liberty I was taking and as her mouth opened in surprise, I slid my tongue deftly inside.

Her mouth was so hot and wet; the instant my tongue pressed against hers, it sent a surging jolt right to my stiffening dick. I felt her tongue press back against mine for a second and I could tell that she was enjoying the feel of my tongue against hers before her hands came up to my chest and she pushed herself away from me.

"Bayo ... I ... I...I think that’s enough," she stammered as she looked at me, her face and eyes swimming with a mixture of emotions.


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Former House of Representatives Speaker, Yakubu Dogara, has spoken out on the speculations that he would run for the presidency in 2023 with former Lagos State Governor, Bola Tinubu, in 2023.

Tinubu is the national leader of the All Progressives Congress (APC).

In July, Dogara dumped the opposition Peoples Democratic Party (PDP) for the ruling APC.

On Sunday, his spokesman reacted to “stories and images are being circulated on social media.”

“Our initial decision was to ignore them since they are utterly baseless but it appears that the promoters of this fallacy are unrelenting in spreading the falsehood and have now succeeded in making it sound believable to the extent that even some conventional and ‘credible’ media platforms are beginning to take it up.

“In order to stop the further spread of this deliberate mischief whose objective is yet to be ascertained, the public is hereby advised to disregard and totally discountenance the purported story and pictures for what they are – handiwork of mischief makers.


“These stories and pictures we understand are being sponsored by officials of the Bauchi State government in their desperate bid to lend credence to the infantile delusions of their principal, captured in his ludicrous postulations that Rt. Hon. Dogara left the PDP just because he was “deceived” by the APC with the promise of a position come 2023.”

The statement said Bauchi state Governor, Bala Mohammed “had publicly alluded to this and has continued to push these narratives all in an effort to malign and disparage the person of Rt. Hon. Dogara and divert attention of the people from issues of poor governance in the state.”


It said 2023 is still years away, “and therefore, it is unnecessary, distracting and insensitive to start making unfounded declarations at this time when all hands ought to be on deck in tackling the challenges of our nationhood.”

“To our best knowledge, no political party sells nomination and expression of interest forms for the post of a running mate as he/she is only appointed or selected by a flag bearer. It is therefore preposterous for anyone to claim that someone is running for the position of VP when no flag-bearer has emerged.”


Dogara said he is busy helping to rebuild and reposition the APC in Bauchi State and wishes to be allowed to focus on just that.

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I pictured many times how things would be if I could be with her as a man, and not just as her aide. How perfect life would be if I could convince her to let me do to her all the nasty things I had dreamt of, and to have her eagerly do to me the things that I wanted her to do.

Then, I had thought my dreams would never become realizable, but events in the last few days had shown me that I should be hopeful.

The first glint of hope I had was when she asked me to come and get some files at her home in Ikeja. Normally, anytime I followed her car, after closing from work, I would get down at the Palm Groove Bus Stop, while her car would proceed to Ikeja.

This particular day, she said there were some documents she would like me to work on, but they were in her residence.

I had to follow the car to Opebi, Ikeja. It was a fine duplex with fine color, the kind of house I would love to own. I waited for her downstairs while she went on to bring the file and the documents. I wondered what was so urgent about the work that it could not wait till the following day.

“I want you to spare some time in working on this when you get home,” she said as she handed the documents to me. “Tomorrow morning, we discuss it in the office.”

“Okay, ma’am.”

She generously gave me money which she said I should use for transport. I thanked her and left. Two days later, she said I would have to follow the car to the house again.

This time around, she didn’t tell me whether there would be work for me or not.

When we got to the house, I sat in the sitting-room downstairs as I did the other time, but not for long.

“Uncle Bayo, Big Mummy said you should come up,” the house maid said.

I was surprised to hear that. “Hmn?”

“She said you should come up.”

I nodded, followed her to the staircase and to her bedroom. It was a large bedroom that looked lush.

“You sent for me, ma’am?” I said.

She had changed from the office wears to something casual and was sitting on a sofa not far from the dressing table. She turned to me and smiled.

“Yes. Sit down, please.” She motioned me to a chair by the dressing table.

I sat down and faced her. In my mind, I tried to imagine that she had called me for something grievous and strove not to look at her breasts.

“I want to ask you something and I want your sincerity,” she started.

I was all ears, waiting. ‘Tell me the kind of feelings do you have for me.”

I stared at her briefly before blinking rapidly and looking away. What kind of question was this? How could she be asking me about the feelings I had for her?

“Er … er…” I stuttered and stopped.

She looked at me in a bemused way. “I know how you feel,” she blurted out.

She did? How could she tell?

“I’ve seen it in you in the last couple of months. I wasn’t so sure before, but now, I am.”

I was silent, numbed. So what happened now?

“Let me tell you one thing or two about myself,” she continued. “I’m fifty-one. I have three children, all schooling abroad. Two female and a male. The oldest is twenty-three while the youngest is nineteen. I loved Larry, my late husband, a lot, though he had some extra marital affairs. I was faithful to him throughout the over two decades of marriage. May his soul rest in peace.”

I didn’t know whether I should say Amen to that or not, so I kept quiet.

“Now, I don’t really have any plans to remarry, but who knows? I may fund love again. When I talk of love, I mean real love, built on genuine affection and mutual trust and understanding.”

I alternated between looking at her and staring at the floor. She was still my boss and I wasn’t sure yet where she was going, so I must remain very respectful.

“However, before I find that real love, I sometimes have desires. Well, I’m a human being, I’m a woman, so sometimes, the desires come naturally. This is where you come in.”


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She had nodded. “It’s alright. I understand you were very hard-working to my husband. I want you to continue in the same vein with me. I can assure you that as long as you remain steadfast and committed, you’ll not have any problem with me.”

I had promised her that I would always put in my best.

A year after I started working for her, I had proved to her to be very capable.

How did I know? She had commended me several times. Within the period I worked for her, she had increased my salary twice.

Those were some of the results of my hard-work.

In the last couple of weeks, madam had been showing some kind of interests I knew were beyond formal cordiality.

She always dressed conservatively, but I could tell that beneath those plain colors and boring styles lurked an absolute killer body just waiting to get out.

She wasn't skinny by any means, but she wasn't fat either. Her lush body just looked fresh, almost like a baby’s own.

She looked cute and desirable, and her tremendously large boobs always set my young mind to lascivious thoughts at a moment's notice.

She was not that tall. At a guess, I can say that she should be around five feet, five inches tall.

She had a beautiful mouth, nice and wide with full soft lips; a perfect mouth I believed would be good for kissing. Like I stated earlier, her most desirable attributes were those very large boobs of hers.

No matter how conservatively she dressed, she couldn't hide the size of those boobs.

I wondered why I was always crazy about busty ladies. If I found any woman attractive, it must be because of her boobs. I had tried to downplay this in my fantasies, but I was yet to succeed.

Yes, my conservative but elegant madam was the kind of woman to nourish the dreams and fantasies of a growing young man like me.

Last week, I struggled in vain to stop myself thinking so much about her in the privacy of my bedroom. I ended up jerking over her magnificent image in my head.

That was not the first time that I would be having many dreams of my bewitchingly beautiful madam. I continued to inhabit my fantasies daily.

Yes, I did have a number of girlfriends as I grew up, both in high school and the university; but none of them had ever come close to being the woman of my dreams that my madam was. It was like something was holding me back and reserving her for me.

I pictured many times how things would be if I could be with her as a man, and not just as her aide. How perfect life would be if I could convince her to let me do to her all the nasty things I had dreamt of, and to have her eagerly do to me the things that I wanted her to do.

Then, I had thought my dreams would never become realizable, but events in the last few days had shown me that I should be hopeful.


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Out of the Blue


Nini Nova

Picture: ClipArt

© 2019







Bayo’s duties as Personal Assistant to his buxom boss, prove to make his dreams come true. He has earlier fantasized about the luscious woman and now has the chance to make all those dreams realities.

He nurtures the relationship with her and wishes he will prove to be a worthy sex companion to this sex goddess. Unknown to him, a grave danger lurks out of the blue.





Working for the Williams had always been fortuitous. Since the time I started working for them, I can categorically assert that things were not the same with me again. I am Bayo, a 30-year old single guy living in Palm Groove, Lagos.

I am quite tall; almost six feet. I can say I'm of average build. I had never really had any problem getting ladies to go out with me, or having girlfriends, so I guess ladies find me attractive. I wanted to be modest, so I would not describe myself as handsome.

However, many people had attested to the fact that I was.

I read Mass Communication in the university and also had Nigerian Institute of Public Relation (NIPR) certificate. My madam, Helen Olanike William - the one we fondly called ‘Big Mummy’ - gave me the opportunity to work for her as Personal Assistant after the demise of her husband about a year ago.

Chief Larry Agboworin William had died in an automobile accident along Lagos-Ibadan expressway. He was the Chairman of Awe Foods Limited, a company that was into the production of spaghetti, noodles, tomato pastes and cooking cubes.

When he was alive he was a generous man and a notable philanthropist. It was Chief William I first started working for as Personal Assistant.

His death was a big blow. I had worked for him barely two years when the tragedy struck. On the day he travelled to Ibadan, I almost went on the trip with him. It was the last minute when he told me that I should not be bothered with the trip again.

The driver that had taken him was fatally wounded and had spent some months at the orthopedic hospital. Chief died instantly. I wondered what would have been my fate if I was in that car on that fateful day.

After his burial, I had thought it was the end of the road as far as working for Awe Foods Limited was concerned. I was surprised when madam called me to her office as the new Chairman of the company, to ask me to continue as her P.A.

“Oh, thank you so much madam,” I had replied gratefully.

She had nodded. “It’s alright. I understand you were very hard-working to my husband. I want you to continue in the same vein with me. I can assure you that as long as you remain steadfast and committed, you’ll not have any problem with me.”

I had promised her that I would always put in my best.


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Lucky knew he would soon cum. Rose was about to cum herself and she held Lucky's prick tight as she released her cum. It definitely felt so good to cum. Her whole body definitely enjoyed it.

In seconds to come, he tensed his body and gushed out his cum. Their mouths were filled with it. He had so much of the stuff to spill out.
They recessed briefly before Rose felt she and Gloria should do a sex tango.

They kissed passionately, sucked and fingered each other's cunts, caressed and squeezed each other's nipples. Lucky found the scene very exciting. Rose knelt down and delicately rubbed her fingers on Gloria's vagina. She could feel the moisture oozing out.

Gloria lay on the bed as the desire built up in her. Rose took her in her arms and leaned over her. She lowered her lips to Gloria's throat and planted a line of kisses to her eyes. Gloria allowed Rose to do what she wanted.

Feeling awed by the kisses, she held Rose's head as she lowered it to her breasts. Rose gladly accepted the gesture. Her tongue flicked on Gloria’s nipples.

Rose suddenly stopped. “Oh, I forgot I brought something nice.”

She went to her bag and brought out a sex vibrator. Placing the vibrator on Gloria’s nipple, the latter jerked at the sudden stimulation. She could feel her body seriously responding.

Rose felt her warmth was on the rise. She was going to make love to Gloria in their own peculiar way. Rose place her body on her. They were now breast to breast, thigh to thigh, moving slowly.

She spread Gloria's legs so that her vagina was in direct contact with hers. Gloria clung to Rose as she felt the moist dew from Rose's cunt being transferred to her own.

Strong musky smell permeated the room. Gloria 's body experienced a gush of fluid that streamed from her cunt. Her body was shaking while her mind taken over by feelings. She had never felt so intense. Her body shook again. She was coming. Just then, Rose stopped the act.

Rose slid her tongue into Gloria’s cunt. Parting the opening, she discovered the tip of Gloria's delicate clit. She took it between her lips and sucked it into her mouth.

Then she released it and plunged her tongue deep into the pussy. She kind of pulled the lips apart with her fingers. She put the whirling vibrator onto the clit.

The effect was sensational. Rose made the vibrator go into the very deep depth of Gloria’s vagina. She almost screamed in ecstasy as orgasm after orgasm jerked her body. Rose came hard. She dipped her fingers deep into her own pussy and thrust her hand around.

She removed her fingers and replaced them with the vibrator. Slowly, she inserted the first inch easily. She too started coming again as great sensation ran through her vagina all through her body. Her juices flowed into the crack of her ass.

They lubricated the pulsating shaft and they enabled it to go deep into her hole. Rose moved her pussy on top of Gloria's. The action caused her cunt to be hard against her friend’s own. The two pussies could feel the vibrations.

Both ladies were totally carried off by pleasure as orgasm after orgasm flowed from them both.
Rose withdrew the vibrator. It was the end of another blissful session.

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Margaret and I maintained good working . On Friday, I broached on going to the joint after office hours as we did the other day.

"I think Saturday will be better. We can have more time for each other."

Good thinking, I thought. "Alright. Let's meet at the hotel by mid-day."

She smiled. "Okay."

On Saturday morning, I got myself ready for my casual outing. My Armani jeans and Polo t-shirt were very appropriate for the occasion.

Bola looked at me enquiringly.

"I have some things to tidy up in the office", I told her. I thought it was a very good excuse to go out.

" Alright, don't be long", she replied.

I kissed her good bye and left the apartment.

Within ten minutes, I parked my car at the lot of the small hotel. It was still some few minutes to eleven. I told the reception I was waiting for a guest and sat in the lobby.

Few minutes after eleven, Margaret had still not surfaced. I attempted to call her number, but it was not going. Now, what could be the pro? I thought of giving her a couple of minutes before I would call her again.

Just then, she came inside the lobby. I immediately stood up. She removed the sunglasses she was wearing as she walked towards. She seemed to be slimmer but bustier. Just then, I noticed that she might not be Margaret.

"Hello," I greeted.

"Hi." The voice was a little bit husky.

"Martha?"

She smiled expansively and nodded.

"Good to see you, Mayo."

"Good to see you too."

She spread her hands for an embrace.

"Wow, you're looking prettier than ever."

"And you're very good-looking too, Mayo."

I looked about. "So, where is Margaret?"

"Oh, sorry, she won't be able to come."

I raised my brows. "What happened?"

Martha winked. "She just won't be able to make it."

I got the message. "You ladies are still as naughty as ever."

"You're the one that taught us", Martha defended jokingly.

I sighed. They were still playing the kind of games they were playing as girls. Even as ladies, they were still playing naughty pranks. I shrugged. I didnt mind that kind of prank.

"Oh, let's go to the bar to have some drinks, or do I order for room service?"

She shrugged. "Anyone you desire is okay."

I was not the type that wasted time, so I decided to rent a room right away.

"I was glad when Maggie said she has re-united with you," she said. "She has told me a lot."

I wasnt surprised to hear that. "Well, such is life. We meet to part; and we part to meet."

The drinks and the sharwama I ordered for were brought in.

"Here, we are. Let's take the delicacies and our drinks."

We took them and chatted. Martha had become slimmer compared to her sister. She also appeared bustier and I longed to really confirm that by handling those boobs. Her beauty, however, had not waned one bit.

My cock was very big while her pussy looked small and tiny. I had to do it gently. With her saliva serving as the needed lubricant, the cock inched its way in until I could feel my balls against her ass.

Her cunt was very warm inside. I was finally fully inside her and it felt very good. It was really exciting to have my dick deep inside her juicy pussy.

"Oh, uh, she whispered into my ears. I love you. I really do. Mayo, how I love you!"

I knew they were just the blabbing of a highly excited gal. All the same, I felt it would be apt to reciprocate the gesture.

"Oh, my sweetheart, I love you too! Ive always loved you and have always wanted to do this."

"Really? So, go ahead. Go ahead and love me! Love me, honey! Make love to me the way youve never done to any woman."

I grunted. That request was going to be mightily granted. I began to bang her slowly. I was very slow at first. Somehow, I still had a thought that she was a very young lady that I was taking advantage of. But then, everything she had done showed that she was anything but innocent. In our coition, I could feel every inch of her sweet, love canal, as I thrust in and out of her.

My mouth sought hers and we kissed passionately, the way genuine lovers would do. Margaret placed her hips in apt responses to my slow thrusts. As I continued to move in and out, she lifted her waist such that her cunt immersed my cock thoroughly. She soon began to moan in pleasure.

Minutes later, we began to increase the tempo and the sex forcefulness. From the rate we were going, I knew for certain that I would not be able to hold on for so long. Each thrust made me feel my cock was on fire. On one hand, my right hand was her firm ass, while the other one squeezed on her round, firm boob.

I stepped up the level to thrusting into her hard and fast. She continued with her moans, accompanied by mutters of: "Bleep me, sweetheart! Bleep me hard now! Come on, give it to me, darling! Bleep! Bleep! Oooohh!"

I began to thrust into her vehemently. I was really pounding her. Yes, there was need to that. There was need to do something her pretty head would not forget. My balls slapped against her ass upon each thrust.

She had her knees way up, opening her cunt to the fullest for my big prick. I felt the heat in my cock build even more, and I knew I was going to come.

"Margaret," I panted, "I'm about to come!"

She kind of moaned the more. She really went into a frenzy, leaping and bucking like mad. Goodness, what a scene! I would never have believed that her beautiful big hips could move in that bewitching way.

It seemed my cock finally got to the boiling point. My whole body quaked and I began to spurt my hot cream into her equally hot hole.

Margaret gave a long, sustained, muffled scream into my mouth, and then suddenly she jerked up.
Her whole beautiful body moved in a trembling way to arch up off the bed. Of all her orgasms, this was the most intense.

For long she remained on the bed, twitching delightedly, her pussy muscles churning and grasping at my emptying cock. It was a remarkable joint climax.

We collapsed on the bed together, looking really exhausted. Our panting was like athletes that just completed one hundred meters dash.

* * *

We ended up spending two hours together. It was one session I would not forget in a hurry.

"Wow, I must say youre really hot, Margaret darling."

"You're very hot too."

I kissed her lightly on the forehead and we left our rendezvous. I drove all the way to Ikeja G.R.A to drop her off at gate of her residence before proceeding back to my Alapere residence.

Bola was on hand to welcome her darling husband home.

"Oh, dear. You look so stressed out," she commented as soon as I stepped inside our flat.

"It's the work," I put in. "I have travelled the length and breadth of Lagos today."

"Oh, poor you."

Poor you too, I thought sardonically. The good wife that she was, she soon brought my dinner. Despite my unfaithfulness, Bola remained faithful and caring. I thanked God for her.

In the next couple of days, Margaret and I maintained good working relationship. On Friday, I broached on going to the joint after office hours as we did the other day.


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