Hmmmmm

duruZed:
So all these write-up just for toasting a lady, well it is better than reading por.n literature. More ink to your pen.

i challenge you to write your own book and attract a fan base half as much as this.

Peabrain

She was silent for a while. I kissed her briefly.

‘There’s another thing,’ she said.

I sighed. ‘What’s that?’

She looked at me straight in the eyes. ‘There must be no other woman. There must never be any other lover.’

I laughed shortly. ‘But that’s expected, isn’t it? In relationship, partners are expected to be faithful to each other. That shouldn’t be a problem.’

‘I’m very serious on this, Ola,’ she said, looking stern. ‘There must never be any other lover. Never!’

I nodded. ‘Of course, I understand. That is in order.’

She relaxed and smiled. I kissed her again, long and deep. My hands went to her boobs and she stiffened and stopped my act.

‘We can’t go to that extent for now.’

‘Why? Any good reasons?’

She didn’t say anything for some moments. My eyes went to the boobs. They looked moderate, but my imagination ran amuck on how exactly
they looked.

‘We just can’t go to that extent for now,’ she repeated. ‘Don’t tell me you’re here for that purpose,’

‘Oh, no,’ I quickly said. ‘I only felt it is part of showing love.’

She smiled and squeezed my hand. ‘Don’t worry. When we get to that stage, you’ll have everything to yourself for as long as you desire.’

‘Okay.’ I smiled it off.

Later, she brought fried rice and chicken and the three of us ate together. Thereafter, we chatted excitedly and played ludo. I noted how Naomi related with her daughter and concluded that indeed they were the best of friends. I was in the house till early evening before I returned to Ibeshe.

Joyce was back at home for the weekend but she sulked me. I let her be. Naomi and I continued our exchange of calls, chats and messages. I had now convinced myself that I was crazily in love with her. I earnestly looked forward to another Saturday when I would visit her place again.

I was there as early as nine in the morning. Ella came to give me a hug. I was happy to be warmly received by mother and daughter. A couple of minutes after I arrived, Naomi told Ella she could change the channel to cartoon station.

‘Mummy and Ola want to have a little chat.’ She stood up.

‘Okay, mummy,’ Ella replied.

She led me to her bedroom. The room was cozy too. The smell of exotic perfume filled the place. The wardrobes were opened and I could see that the place was fully stocked with clothes. Indeed, Naomi was a fashion freak. It was obvious she had more clothes than she needed.

‘Sorry, I didn’t tidy up the place,’ she offered.

I smiled warmly. ’It’s okay.’

She pointed at the bed. ‘Let’s sit down. We need to talk.’

I nodded and sat beside her.

‘Sorry, if I’m sounding like a broken record, but do you really want to go ahead with this relationship?’

I laughed shortly. ‘Oh, come on, Naomi. Is that what we want to talk about? If I don’t want to go ahead with the relationship, I will not be here.’

Ola! Ola! Ola! How many times i call u? Naomi go cut ur heart give u chop if you eff up . You dey form jagaban abi.

Make ki no be like,, make i wait sha




OP tanks for the update

[qu.ote author=frbona post=73392186]i challenge you to write your own book and attract a fan base half as much as this.
Must everybody write a novel before we know how intelligent one is? Moreover i wasn't refering to you, Buzy body.

skubido:
Make ki no be like,, make i wait sha

Make I follow you wait

She sighed and closed her eyes. She even looked prettier doing that. I wrapped my hands on her shoulders and drew her closer. The flowers I had brought for her were still in the hunchback bag I had brought. The flowers could wait.

I kissed her long and hard. I gauged her response and noted the high responsiveness. Tentatively, my hands moved across her boobs. This time around, she did not stiffen or try to stop me.

That was very encouraging. I moved my hand over it more. It was an alluring caress and she moaned softly.

My right hand slipped under her top and worked its way to her chest. The feel of her boobs hinted that they were small. I felt them for several seconds and stopped.

‘Maybe I should remove this,’ I said, touching her top. She didn’t say anything. I removed my shirt and her top. The black, lacy and sexy bra she
wore looked like one of those I had seen in an advert in a women magazine. I was sure it was a designer’s wear.

I unhooked the bra and removed it. I could not but stare at her breasts. They were indeed small, although the nipples were large. But the most
remarkable thing about them was how erect they were. They looked like they were just budding.

‘You’ve got remarkable tits,’ I commented.

She smiled and clung on to me. My mouth and hands played with the boobs and other parts. By the time the systemic play was over, we lay in
bed, satisfied with each other.

She placed her head close to my chest while her hand moved over the chest.

‘Naomi, my baby,’ I said.

‘Hmn.’

‘Did you enjoy that?’

She smiled. ‘I think so.’

‘You think?’ I tickled her side and she giggled.

‘Do you still love me?’ she asked.

‘Love? That’s an understatement. I’m crazy about you!’

She laughed. She was very pleased to hear that. I played with her hair.

‘I’ve never felt so satisfied like this before,’ she said. ‘Ola, don’t you ever disappoint me.’

‘I won’t,’ I said.

She climbed on me, her tits kissing my chest. I kissed her lips again. And so, we began another journey to the land of eros. Thereafter, I lay on
my back, quite exhausted. She rested by my side and we had a nap. I was still napping when she rose from the bed, wore her clothes and
moved out of the bedroom. Many minutes later, she came to tap me on the shoulder.

‘Darling, breakfast is ready.’

I opened my eyes and smiled. The funny thing was I was dreaming about her. I wore my clothes and moved out of the bedroom. At the small
dining table, the plates of fried eggs and slices of bread were already set. The three of us ate together. Once again, I was in that house till
evening. Later, when I was about to leave, she offered to drive me to my house.

‘Oh, no, no, no,’ I said. ‘I would never give you that trouble.’

‘But, it’s no trouble and …’

I hushed her with a short kiss. ‘Don’t you worry, my darling.’

I felt I was one of the happiest men on earth that day as I returned home.

Gbam

Ola don hit jackpot oooo

My mood must have been noticeable, for as soon as I entered the house, Joyce came to my room.

‘And where were you coming from?’ she asked.

‘I visited a friend,’ I replied.

‘It’s that lady, right? That lady you were talking to the other day?’

‘What if she’s the one?’ I parried.

‘So, that’s how you’re going to use and dump me, right?

I was irritated. ‘No one is using and dumping anyone,’ I said.

‘You can’t treat me so selfishly,’ she said in emotion-laden tone. To my surprise, she came to hold my shirt in that I-will-not-agree manner.

‘Joyce, for God’s sake, what’s the meaning of this?’

She pulled the cloth more.

‘Oh, please, for God’s sake, let’s be reasonable.’

She put her head on my chest and started crying. I was scared. If anybody should see us like that, what would I say?

‘Alright, Joyce, please, stop crying,’ I pleaded. I had to use my most mollifying tone. ‘Please, I’m sorry, calm down.’ I wrapped my hands around
her and petted her like a baby. I then led her to sit on one of the two plastic chairs in the room.

‘I said I’m sorry,’ I repeated.

She used the back of her hand to dab her face. I offered her my handkerchief.

‘I’m sorry,’ I said again. ‘But you’re taking this thing too far. Ehn, you’re taking it too far.’

She kept mute, gazing soberly at the floor.

‘Joyce, listen. Please, listen. We cannot go on having an affair. It is very wrong. We have to put a stop to that.’

‘Is that why you completely ignored me?’

‘I’m sorry about that. How could I ignore you? How could I ignore a wonderful friend like you?’ her countenance relaxed a bit.

‘Listen, Joyce, you remain my friend and confidant. Stop having that kind of feeling. Let’s be good friends. Good platonic friends. Come on, smile.’

She smiled briefly.

‘That’s my girl. Now, let me give you a hug.’

We hugged for few seconds. She relaxed.

Later in the night, Naomi sent me a WhatsApp message.

‘Hello, Ola darling. I hope you know the implication of what we did the other time.’

I was a bit curious. What did she mean by implication? ‘Sorry, what exactly do you mean by implication?’ I wrote back.

‘The implication of the sexual intercourse we had is that you’re mine, and I’m yours. You must never sleep with any other lady.’

‘I thought we’ve already agreed on mutual faithfulness,’ I replied. ‘On my part, I’ll be faithful to you, I promise.’

‘It’s more than a promise, Ola. If you dare sleep with any other lady, there will be dire consequence.’

She used red prints for the word, ‘dire.’ I chuckled to myself. Why was she stating all these?

‘There is no need for threat,’ I wrote. ‘My dear Naomi, you can count on me.’

‘I’m not threatening. I’m only stating what will happen if you’re not careful. I love you,’ she wrote.

‘I love you more than you could imagine,’ I wrote back.

‘Good night, love.’

‘Good night, honey.’




On Sunday, when I was coming back from the church, an idea occurred to me. There was no way I would be the one visiting Naomi, while she could not visit me. I had to speed up renting a small apartment for myself. I had already saved some money. Getting a two-bedroom apartment
now would be a welcome and most desirable thing.

I thought over the area I should choose. I would have to move out of Ibeshe. What about Agric area? I would prefer a place not too far from
where I currently worked. I decided that on Monday, I would find time to explore Isawo road. I would meet an agent who would look for my specification.

Tanks for the update

I hope Joyce won't have other plans in mind..
Thanks for the update

Happy new month everyone

Another bad belle. Joyce be careful

I called Naomi and told her about my imminent relocation from my abode.

‘I will see an estate agent tomorrow,’ I informed her. ‘I think getting a place off Isawo road will not be a bad idea.’

‘Why don’t you move in with me?’ she asked.

My heart skipped a beat. Move in with a woman? No way!

‘I don’t think that’s a good idea,’ I said.

‘Why not? We’re one now, Ola. There are two bedrooms here. Ella will continue to use her room while we share mine.’

I shook my head. I remembered that some years back, I read in a gossip newspaper the story of a Nigerian tabloid editor who had married a society woman older than him, and who was living with the woman in her apartment. When the relationship turned sour, the woman threw the man’s belongings out of the house.

No way, I would not want such a fate to befall me, love or no love.

‘Er, thanks, Naomi darling, but I still think I should get my apartment.’

‘Okay, if you think so.’

‘Yes, I think so my dear. Of course, your home will be my second home.’

That seemed to make her happy. ‘Alright, dear.

‘Yes, thanks. Bye.’

On Monday, I decided that the best time to see an agent would be during our break time. I was working on a cooler when Naomi called.

‘Good morning, darling,’ she greeted.

‘Hello, honey,’ I replied. ‘How was your night?’

‘Fine. How about yours?’

‘Great,’ I said.

‘We thank God. Yes, concerning your renting an apartment, I think you should shelve seeing an agent for now.’

‘Why?’

‘I remember meeting Madam Aleshi some days ago. She said she would soon be relocating to Britain to stay with her daughter. She lives in their big house around that place, and the whole place will be deserted if she travels. She told me the last time I met her she wished I should come and occupy the two-bedroom in the BQ. She wants someone around the place to maintain the house. But I told her it’s too far from my place of work. Her daughter happens to be my good friend.'

Hmmmmm, can smell trouble




Tanks for the update

I hope this relationship won't turn sour. Nice story! More inspiration to you.

‘So, what are you saying, baby?’

‘I called her yesterday night and told her about you. She gladly welcomes the idea that you should come and occupy the BQ. Free of charge, of course.

I was full of thought. ‘Who did you say the person is to you?’

‘She’s the mother to my good friend, Helen, who is now in London. They own the big house. The woman wants to join her daughter in the U.K and will travel out any moment from now. She doesn’t want the whole house to be completely vacant.’

‘I see,’ I said.

‘I’ve already told her about you, and she said no problem. She was the one I went to visit the day my car broke down close to Agric bus stop.’

‘Oh, I see.’

‘So, what d’you think, honey?’

‘Thank you for going through all these troubles for me,’ I said. ‘I think it’s not a bad idea.’

‘Good. At least you can use that money for something else, for now. I’ll call Madam Aleshi again and tell her that you will be taking over the BQ.
But we have to see her soonest, because she’s traveling out any moment from now.’

I sighed. ‘So, when d’you suggest that we should see her?’

‘Let me see.’ She appeared to think briefly. ‘What about today? I can leave office early so that I’ll be around that place by five or five thirty.
Then we’ll go and see her. I’ve already told her you’re my fiancé.’

Her fiancé! I thought briefly.

‘Alright,’ I said. ‘Thanks very much for all the troubles. You’re such a darling.’

‘Wait for me over there. Let’s meet around that spot where my car stopped working. I should be there latest five thirty.’

‘Oh, many kisses for you, my darling.’

‘Alright see you.’

‘See you, dear.’

By few minutes to five, I stopped working and took a good shower. I then changed into my blue Armani cotton shirt and navy blue trousers. I
might not have enough to buy many clothes like Naomi, but I always ensured that I looked very neat and good. This had always been my habit.

To show the kind of person I was, I always had my Calvin Klein perfume in my bag any time I went to work. I believed a man must always look
and smell good.

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Synopsis
Ola and Naomi have the right connecting chemistry right from the first day they set eyes on each other. There are two odds that stand against Ola. The first is that she is older and a single mother. The second is that she earns much more than he does.
The greatest obstacle is the sexy and rich Big Mummy who makes Ola falls into a pit of lusts. It is difficult for Ola to come out of that pit and still retain his love for Naomi. He is lost in the web of lusts. He must however find himself again and regain the affection of the ever supportive Naomi.

Is the PDF available, don't like this okanda tinz

skubido:
Is the PDF available, don't like this okanda tinz

Shey u like keke tinz

Well done OP

skubido:
Is the PDF available, don't like this okanda tinz

Yes, there's PDF version.

Ann2012:



Well done OP

Many thanks.

Ann2012:


Shey u like keke tinz

Smile tinz

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Buy N100 GLO recharge and send the pin number to oloruntoyin21@gmail.com
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Before I left the bakery, I put a call to Naomi. ‘Where’re you, dear?’ I asked.

‘I’m at Ketu now,’ she said.

‘Alright.’

I mentally calculated. Barring any serious hold-up on the way, she should be around in twenty-five minutes time. About twenty minutes after I
had talked to her, I moved out of the bakery and loitered around where I had first met her. Within ten minutes of being there, she came. I entered the car to join her at the front.

‘Oh, my darling, see all the troubles I’ve put you through,’ I said as I gave her a short kiss.

‘It’s a pleasure,’ she said, smiling.

I did the seat beat and she moved on. The house was off Isawo Road. She soon parked the jeep in front of a massive house.

We got down from the car and she knocked at the gate. A pair of eyes peeped to have a look at us and open the gate.

‘Good evening, aunty,’ a girl I suspected to be the house girl greeted.

‘Good evening,’ Naomi replied. ‘Shey, Madam Aleshi is around?’

‘Yes, ma.’

‘Good. I’ve called her that we would be coming.’

We entered the compound and in one quick sweep, I surveyed the frontal part of the house. It qualified to be called a mansion. It was just one
storey building, but I knew there would be many bedrooms there. I followed Naomi to the big sitting room downstairs.

‘Please, sit down,’ the house girl told us.

Naomi and I sat together on a sofa. The house girl disappeared upstairs.

I held Naomi’s hand. ‘I really appreciate all your troubles,’ I said.

‘It’s alright. What’re friends for?’

Some moments later, the house girl came with a tray of malt drinks and two glasses.

‘Oh, no, I’ll have nothing,’ I said. ‘Thanks.’

Naomi decided to take a bottle of the malt. We still awaited Madam Aleshi. Naomi sipped her drinks and then put the glass cup in my mouth. I
didn’t really want the drinks but I took some sips. That was what love could do.

We could hear approaching footsteps. Madam Aleshi was on her way. As soon as I sighted her, I understood why they called her Madam Aleshi.
Everything about her was big - her weight, height, body frame, and even her bosom.

Naomi knelt to greet her while I stood on my feet.

‘Good evening, mummy,’ Naomi greeted.

‘Naomi, my daughter,’ the woman greeted. ‘How’re you?’

‘Fine, ma.’

Madam Aleshi turned to me. ‘This must be your husband,’ she told Naomi. ‘I trust you. I know he must be handsome.’

Husband? Not yet, ma, my mind said. I smiled, but said nothing.

Naomi too smiled. ‘His name is Ola,’ she said

‘Ah, Ola and Naomi, please, sit down.’

‘Thank you, ma,’ we chorused and took our seats.

‘Yes,’ the woman turned to face me. ‘Naomi has told me a lot about you. I’m happy for her that finally she has decided to settle down. She’s a
good friend of my daughter, but she’s my daughter too. Even after you people have married, continue to stay here. I’ve told Naomi to move over
here, but she says the place is too far from her place of work. I hope the two of you are working hard on doing your wedding. For Naomi’s sake,
I will travel down to Nigeria to grace the occasion.’

We were all smiles.


{ Dear friends and fellow Nairalanders, this is to announce that this story, ‘Lost in Lust’ is now published on Okadabooks on:

https://m.okadabooks.com/book/about/lost_in_lust/24333

Please, try to visit the page link, patronize and write your view/review of the story. The novel has a total of over 36,000 words, and it costs a token of N100.
Thank you.}

Synopsis
Ola and Naomi have the right connecting chemistry right from the first day they set eyes on each other. There are two odds that stand against Ola. The first is that she is older and a single mother. The second is that she earns much more than he does.
The greatest obstacle is the sexy and rich Big Mummy who makes Ola falls into a pit of lusts. It is difficult for Ola to come out of that pit and still retain his love for Naomi. He is lost in the web of lusts. He must however find himself again and regain the affection of the ever supportive Naomi.}

Husband.....

Naomi is becoming possessive

‘Yes, I’ll be traveling to the U.K by next week. The house girl of course will go back to her people, but I don’t want this place to be completely vacant. The boys’ quarters is also big and comfortable. I’m sure you’ll enjoy the place. You can stay there for as long as you want.’

I gave a bow. ‘Thank you so much, ma. I surely appreciate.’

‘When are you moving in?’

‘He’ll be moving in by this weekend, ma,’ Naomi quickly answered.

‘Yes, that’s very good.’ She turned to Naomi. ‘Don’t take too long before you join him. The almighty God will make you the best of couple.’

‘Amen,’ Naomi and I chorused.

Some minutes later, Madam Aleshi took a bunch of keys and we all went to the BQ together. The place was not built like a boys’ quarter. Rather,
it was a semi-independent, detached two-bedroom flat. The interior too was good. There were already furniture in the sitting-room, beds in the bed-rooms, and cooking gas and pots in the kitchen. All the floors were tiled, including the kitchen. It was a nice place and I liked it.

She handed the keys to me. ‘You’re free to move in, even tonight.’

I prostrated for her. ‘Thank you so much, Madam Aleshi.’

‘Mummy, thank you so much,’ Naomi said. ‘I would have loved to stay with you much longer, but we have to go now. We’ll see you on Saturday
when he’ll be moving in.’

‘I’ll be expecting you people. How I wish you, Naomi, will be moving in with him straight away.’

‘It won’t be long again,’ Naomi said and smiled reassuringly. ‘We’ll be going now, ma.’

Madam Aleshi accompanied us to the gate. We waved goodbye to her as we entered the car and Naomi drove off.

‘Wow, she’s a Madam Aleshi, indeed,’ I said. ‘I don’t know how to thank you, Even before becoming my wife, you’re already playing the role of a
strong pillar.’

‘We thank God,’ Naomi said.

‘Oh, you’re such a wonderful person. How do I thank you enough for this?’

She smiled. ‘Maybe you should try this.’ She pouted her lips.

‘But, you’re driving,’ I pointed out.

‘Very well.’ She slowed the car down and stopped. I moved across to her and kissed her.

‘Hmn,’ she muttered.

‘Let me take over the wheel,’ I suggested. ‘I’ll drive you to your house as a compensation for all your troubles.’

‘You can drive?’

‘Sure.’

‘Okay.’

Her petite figure made it easy for her to move to the passenger’s side while I took over the wheel without us getting out of the car.

I drove the car with ease, while she was glued to my side.

Thankfully, we were moving against the traffic. After about an hour, we were at her Abina residence.

We entered her flat. Ella opened the door for us. She was reading in the sitting room when we got there.

‘Sorry I came late,’ Naomi told her. ‘I took Ola somewhere.’

‘Okay,’ Ella said softly.

‘Now, what food can I quickly prepare that you can eat before you go?’ Naomi asked.

‘Food? Don’t worry. Go ahead and prepare your dinner, but I won’t be able to wait. It’s already few minutes to eight o’clock.’

‘Can I get your snacks? They sell egg roll and dough nuts in the neighborhood.’

I shook my head. ‘No, don’t worry. Let me one more time thank you for all you’ve done. I appreciate you, Naomi.’

She smiled. ‘You’re welcome.’

I kissed her again without minding that her daughter was there.

‘Good night, Naomi. Good night, Ella.’

‘Good night,’ the girl said.

Naomi accompanied me briefly before I insisted that she should return to the house.

Wow! What an exciting day. I didn’t get home until ten thirty in the night. The following morning, I decided to tell my uncle all about Naomi, my
attempt to rent a place and how she came to be of help. He listened very well to all that I said. The conclusion was that by Saturday morning, I
would be leaving the house.

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Tanks for the update

Nice story.

me sef I 4 Lyk marry person wey old pass me... dey re pillars indeed
op Tnx 4 d update

Wow! What an exciting day. I didn’t get home until ten thirty in the night. The following morning, I decided to tell my uncle all about Naomi, my attempt to rent a place and how she came to be of help. He listened very well to all that I said. The conclusion was that by Saturday morning, I would be leaving the house.

‘I wish you luck,’ he said. ‘But be careful with this Naomi lady. She looks too good.’

I smiled. ‘There’s no problem, uncle. I’m on top of the situation.’

‘You and I will go there on Saturday,’ he said further. ‘I’ll like to know the place.’

‘No problem, uncle.’

Later, I told Naomi about what I discussed with my uncle.

‘It’s okay,’ she said. ‘Ella will be going to my aunty’s place that same Saturday morning at Masha. I’ll be coming to meet you there later on
Saturday. What d’you say to that?’

‘Perfect.’ I said.

On Saturday, I moved my packed bags to my uncle’s car. I bade everyone farewell. Thank God that Joyce had not returned from school. She
would come in to learn that I had relocated. What a big surprise that would be for her. My uncle drove and we chatted along.

‘This your new lady had finally replaced your former lady, I suppose,’ he started.

‘Yes, sir. I begged Bisola, but she would not listen. Now, Naomi has come to the scene. I thank God for her.’

‘Are you serious with her or are you just frolicking about?’

‘Ah, I’m serious with her, uncle.’

‘So, when are you introducing her to us?’

‘Soon, sir. Very soon.’

He nodded. ‘From what you have said, she seems to be a nice lady.’

I nodded. ‘Yes, sir. But there’s something I’ll like you to know.’

He stared at me briefly. ‘What’s that?’

I paused to weigh my words. ‘She’s slightly older than me and she already has a daughter.’

‘Really?’ he seemed totally surprised.

‘Yes, uncle.’

He was lost in thoughts. After a long while, he sighed.

‘Do you really love her?’ he asked.

‘Yes, I do.’

He nodded. ‘Are you ready for the jibes of some of your friends who may mock you for marrying someone older than you?’

No friend would dare mock me for my choice, but I nodded. ‘Yes, uncle.’

‘Alright. Follow your heart.’

‘Thank you, sir.’

I directed him to the place. We drove inside the compound and since I had the keys, I went straight to the apartment. Even my uncle was
impressed with what he saw.

‘You’re surely lucky, Ola. This is a big place,’ he said.

‘Thank you, sir. Let me quickly go qnd inform the madam of the house that I’ve come.’

‘Sure. Go ahead.’


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