Ken sat at the dinning, with his sales records, invoices and his laptop. He was working on his stock records the previous night before grace came in like ‘Amuma’ the goddess of the rain, to send his emotions in turmoil.

Last night was one of those nights his eyes deny him sleep, he was looking at a fly romancing the electric bulb, how alluring the bulb seems to the fly, and the stupid fly was already hypnotized by it.

The dance of the bulb and the fly took him back to scene between him and Grace previously in the kitchen.

“hmmm…” he turned to the other side, adjusted the other pillow in between his laps.

Her beautiful hip when he held her, the way she swung her waist like a maiden with Jigida around her waist, on a dancing ground, was that deliberate? He does not know. Her sensual lips, the taste of fresh strawberries from heavenly gardens when he kissed her, her nipples strong and visible in the shirt, looking at him, daring him to touch, to run his fingers on them, to give then sensual bites, to punish her for all the nights he had dreamt of them, to make her scream in pleasure like she used to, and in pain for punishing him with her subtle bodily manipulation

“Grace…” he muttered
“I can’t belief she left me over her job, we would have made this work, I was wrong also but … we would have reached a compromise”

He looked at his wrist watch, lying on top of the side stool, it said 4: 47, he realized he would not sleep no matter how long he toss and turn on his bed, and the awareness that Grace was just a wall away from him did not help his situation, he gave up the sleep, and decided to at least do something to take away his thoughts from Grace.

He was buried in his work and did not know when the day broke properly.

“I did not know you have upgraded from manual stock taking and accounting to Digital”
Her voice jolted him out of his work, he turned to look at her, she is already dressed to leave, her hair neatly packed up above her neck, and her lips glows with red lipstick.

“And I don’t know you now wear lipsticks” he said with a mixture of surprise and bemusement.
“Change is constant, you old model Igbo Man” she laughed

“Well, this old Igbo Man has learned how to use ‘pitch tree’ for his digital accounting” he boasted

Both of them busted in to a hearted laughter together, when their laughter gradually ceased, there was an awkward silence between them for few minutes. Grace was uneasy in his presence, she couldn’t hold the gaze to his face.

“Eeehm… I want to start going now… before ehm.. Mary notices am still here” Grace stuttered

“Won’t you have breakfast? …I can fix you something quick” praying that she would say yes and stay a little while.

“No Ken, I don’t want the Neighbors to see me here, especially Mary, she will definitely start a gossip.”

Ken did not want to show his disappointment. ‘She is still the same alright, she cares more about what others would say about her than how I feel’ Ken thought. But he managed a smile.

“Ok, have a great day at the office” he said

I was looking for the update at your first post, you could have continued it there.. please, make it here

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I was looking for the update at your first post, you could have continued it there.. please, make it here

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omamush:


there's another thread where the story is being updated and has gone far, look for it.

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so na here u run enter con hide abi?
i even think say u get brother make dem dey call ahmed mush

well anyways all na for the fun o
me i no really mean am

but why be say anytime i read the name of this story thread so my tin go dey stand anyhow

kiss me one more night

abeg the one i want go be kiss me all night by rosemary33

baba olowo the long prick

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see come omamush
so na here u run enter con hide abi?
i even think say u get brother make dem dey call ahmed mush

well anyways all na for the fun o
me i no really mean am

but why be say anytime i read the name of this story thread so my tin go dey stand anyhow

kiss me one more night

abeg the one i want go be kiss me all night by rosemary33

baba olowo the long prick

Ahmed no be my brother oo
u too like bad thing lol

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Ken sat at the dinning, with his sales records, invoices and his laptop. He was working on his stock records the previous night before grace came in like ‘Amuma’ the goddess of the rain, to send his emotions in turmoil.

Last night was one of those nights his eyes deny him sleep, he was looking at a fly romancing the electric bulb, how alluring the bulb seems to the fly, and the stupid fly was already hypnotized by it.

The dance of the bulb and the fly took him back to scene between him and Grace previously in the kitchen.

“hmmm…” he turned to the other side, adjusted the other pillow in between his laps.

Her beautiful hip when he held her, the way she swung her waist like a maiden with Jigida around her waist, on a dancing ground, was that deliberate? He does not know. Her sensual lips, the taste of fresh strawberries from heavenly gardens when he kissed her, her nipples strong and visible in the shirt, looking at him, daring him to touch, to run his fingers on them, to give then sensual bites, to punish her for all the nights he had dreamt of them, to make her scream in pleasure like she used to, and in pain for punishing him with her subtle bodily manipulation

“Grace…” he muttered
“I can’t belief she left me over her job, we would have made this work, I was wrong also but … we would have reached a compromise”

He looked at his wrist watch, lying on top of the side stool, it said 4: 47, he realized he would not sleep no matter how long he toss and turn on his bed, and the awareness that Grace was just a wall away from him did not help his situation, he gave up the sleep, and decided to at least do something to take away his thoughts from Grace.

He was buried in his work and did not know when the day broke properly.

“I did not know you have upgraded from manual stock taking and accounting to Digital”
Her voice jolted him out of his work, he turned to look at her, she is already dressed to leave, her hair neatly packed up above her neck, and her lips glows with red lipstick.

“And I don’t know you now wear lipsticks” he said with a mixture of surprise and bemusement.
“Change is constant, you old model Igbo Man” she laughed

“Well, this old Igbo Man has learned how to use ‘pitch tree’ for his digital accounting” he boasted

Both of them busted in to a hearted laughter together, when their laughter gradually ceased, there was an awkward silence between them for few minutes. Grace was uneasy in his presence, she couldn’t hold the gaze to his face.

“Eeehm… I want to start going now… before ehm.. Mary notices am still here” Grace stuttered

“Won’t you have breakfast? …I can fix you something quick” praying that she would say yes and stay a little while.

“No Ken, I don’t want the Neighbors to see me here, especially Mary, she will definitely start a gossip.”

Ken did not want to show his disappointment. ‘She is still the same alright, she cares more about what others would say about her than how I feel’ Ken thought. But he managed a smile.

“Ok, have a great day at the office” he said

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