cool story. expecting update

Ann2012:
Thanks for the update

Ann, how far with my proposal?

Or you want all this people here to kidnap you for me?

nice one op

FantasticJ:


Ann, how far with my proposal?

Or you want all this people here to kidnap you for me?

Make them kidnap you na

Just stumbled on this.... Interesting piece.... Welldone O.P Next update, please!!

Just stumbled on this.... Interesting piece.... Welldone O.P Next update, please!!

Kaycee9242:

bros how far were u able to get that pastorzoned?

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pastorzoned is #500 oooo

pls next episode...nice write up..

Nice story-line Keep the twist coming More Power to your Brain

If you can groom kike...

It's interesting piece you got here.

Nice story, kindly update more episodes please. If possible they should be longer �

She relaxed and smiled. 'Okay.'

I got to my house, drove through the gate and parked the car.

'You have to assist me with one of the bags,' she said.

'That's no problem,' I replied. 'But why two bags?'

She took the smaller one. 'The second bag contains some food', she said. 'Besides, I'll be here till Monday.'

Monday! So, it was no longer Sunday, but Monday!

'You should be happy I'm keeping you company,' she went on.

I wasn't happy, but I didn't say so. 'Yes, I'm happy,' I replied.

We were back in my flat.

'Let's take that bag to the kitchen,' she said, dropping the one she took on the center table.

I preceded her to the place. She put the bag on the kitchen table and brought out the contents one by one. There was a flask containing fried
chick. Another contained rich egusi soup, while the third flask had fried rice and fried beef. In addition, there was a small semolina bag, a tin of
Milo, a tin of Peak milk powder, a packet of cube sugar and half a dozen of tins of evaporated milk.

I was impressed with all she had brought.

'You have done well,' I said. 'Thanks for all these.'

She nodded. 'We'll take the fried rice this afternoon, while we can take semolina with the egusi soup in the evening.'

'Yes, that will be great.'

We returned to the sitting-room. I switched the television on and sat not far from her on the sofa. She was silent for a while.
'Maybe we should continue with the wine we were taking before you left,' I said.

She shrugged. I looked at her closely. It was like something was on her mind.

'Are you okay?' I asked.

'No,' she replied.

My brows went up. 'What's the problem?'

She didn't answer. I moved closer to her and held her left hand.

'Are you still angry with me?' I asked.

'Yes.'

'What! But I've apologized. I said I'm sorry.'

'I didn't realize I'm so bad looking.'

I shook my head. 'I never said you were.'

'So, how come you prefer her to me?'

I was becoming exasperated again, but managed to calm myself down. Alright, I would pretend that she was that had struck my heart with
cupid's arrows.

'You made me feel so unwanted,' she went on. To my surprise, she broke down in tears. Now, I must take her the way a Romeo would take Juliet.

'I said I'm sorry,' I said, wrapping my right hand on her shoulders. 'I shouldn’t have said what I said. I don't know what came over me. But now, I
realized that you're the best lady I could have.'

'You don't have to deceive me,' she retorted.

'I'm serious, my dear. Can't you see that I've changed?'

I rubbed my hand across her back.

Just like she did the other time, she put her hands on my laps.

'How am I sure you're still not in love with that your house maid?'

I wanted to tell her to stop referring to Kike as house maid, but that would not help the situation, would it?

'I said I've learnt my mistake. Thank God for my mummy. She really talked sense into my head. Yetunde darling, I can see love in action, now.'

She smiled while I cuddled her back.

'I love you,' I said.

It was a magical expression. She clung on to me. My mind screamed at me to stop deceiving her and stop the silly game I was playing with her. I
ignored the voice.


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Well done bruh

well done op

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I wanted to tell her to stop referring to Kike as house maid, but that would not help the situation, would it?

'I said I've learnt my mistake. Thank God for my mummy. She really talked sense into my head. Yetunde darling, I can see love in action, now.'

She smiled while I cuddled her back.

'I love you,' I said.

It was a magical expression. She clung on to me. My mind screamed at me to stop deceiving her and stop the silly game I was playing with her. I ignored the voice.

Her lips came for mine and the two become stuck. My right hand went to her bust. Gently, I caressed them. We stopped the kiss after some minutes.

'Now, I believe you,' she said.

I smiled and nodded. The kiss resumed. She stuck out her tongue and sucked mine. We remained kissing for a long time, and I could see that she
really liked that part. I took her to the bed-room.

'Do you really love me?' she asked.

At a time like this, what would a man say? Would you say you were just trying to please her?

'I really love you, my dear,' I said.

My hands slipped under her top again and fondled the big boobs. I raised her top over her head in removing it. I could see that she had picked a very sexy pink bra. The breasts were big, yet firm. Starting with the left boob, my mouth sucked, licked and caressed the nipple. I had to UnCloth her and UnCloth myself. She wasn't a virgin, but she behaved like she was a novice to love-making. And she just lie down like that, a far contrast to the way Bisola would wiggle her waist, make moaning sounds and show responsiveness. If the relationship lasted, then I would have
to teach Yetunde some tricks. For now, I was content with the 'bishop style.'

At the end of the first session, she told me there was no need I withdrew from releasing inside her.

'It doesn't matter if I get pregnant now,' she said.

I knew that if I should impregnate her, that would seal my fate with her, but what could I say to counter her assertion?

Truly, during the second session, she held on to me and I spilled everything inside her. I realized that unless we changed the style we were
using, she would get pregnant sooner than later. I suggested doggy style early Sunday morning.

'I don't like that style,' she fretted. 'I love the way we've been doing it and I'm not complaining.'

I realized that her choice of style might be a ploy to get pregnant, but then I was stuck with that reality.

Yetunde remained with me throughout the weekend and she got stuck to me like a leech. In the evening, she made a meal with the semolina.

The meal was badly done, but with the help of the 'rich' egusi soup, I was able to eat reasonably without complaint.


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No b small thing ooo

Thanks for the update

I realized that her choice of style might be a ploy to get pregnant, but then I was stuck with that reality.

Yetunde remained with me throughout the weekend and she got stuck to me like a leech. In the evening, she made a meal with the semolina.
The meal was badly done, but with the help of the 'rich' egusi soup, I was able to eat reasonably without complaint.

'I'm sorry I didn't prepare the semolina well,' she said. 'I'll do it better, next time.'

I smiled. 'It's okay. I enjoyed the meal.'

'Oh, you're such a darling,' she gushed.

When mum called Sunday afternoon, she was glad that Yetunde was back in my house and she slept overnight.

'You'll get used to her,' she said. 'Yetunde is not that bad.'

'You think so, mum?'

'I know so. Just try to be understanding and you'll discover how sweet she is.'

'Okay, mum.'

We lived like young couple that weekend. On Monday morning, while I dressed up for work, she still remained in bed in her nightie. She was
behaving like the madam of the house, but I wasn't irritated by what she did. Strangely, I was beginning to realize that she was not as bad as
she first appeared to be.

'What position did daddy give you in the office?' she asked.

'Head of Media.'

'Just that?'

I grinned. 'It's a good way to start,' I pointed out.

'Why didn't he make you to work in the Presidency, like Dapo?'

Dapo was her senior brother and the first son of Senator Osho.

'I think this is a good way to start,' I repeated.

'If you want something more than this, tell me. I will tell dad.'

I couldn't avoid the smile that came to my lips. That would be one of the dividends of having intimate relationship with the daughter of the
senator, wouldn't it?

'Okay. I'll let you know,' I said.

I had fully dressed up now, wearing a black suit and tie.

'What a handsome man I'm going to marry,' she said, coming to adjust my tie, the way some wives did.

'Thank you. And what a loveable and caring lady I'm going to marry.'

She was delighted at my response and we kissed briefly.

I counted five thousand naira from my pocket and put it on the table by the bedside. 'Use it to take a cab home,' I said.

'No,' she quickly replied. 'I don't need it. The driver will be coming to drive me home.'

'Well, you can use it to buy a little thing for yourself.'

'Alright. Thanks.'

I had to give her the spare keys to the flat before I left. Hmn, what a weekend! Something told me Yetunde would make it a habit of coming to
my place every weekend. My mind went to Kike. Instinctively, I brought out my cell phone. It was time I tried her number again. Her phone rang
on and on, but she didn't pick it. Why was she avoiding speaking with me? Why did she listen to my explanation and believe me? I got to my
office and engaged in work. The senator was in Lagos, but might not come to the office. Few minutes after ten o'clock, Bisola called.

'Hello, Bisola.'

'You didn't call me,' she accused.

'Yes, I will explain.'

'Call me back.' She cut the line.

I had been thinking over how best to handle her issue and had come to the conclusion that I would tell her the truth concerning Yetunde and
how her parents and mine matched us together. It would be convenient for me to blame our imminent break-up on the emergence of Yetunde.

I would have to do that and the earlier the better.

I called her number. 'Hello, Bisola. I actually wanted to call you, just before you did. Something very important has come up. The senator has a
daughter who just graduated from the university. My dad and the senator kind of agreed that I would marry the lady. The lady gave her consent
and I'm stuck with the agreement, now.'

'What!' she yelled on the phone. 'Tell me, this is a joke.'



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Nice one

Wow that's great

Not a joke..

You are BFF Bisola.

OP, Thanks for the update. Don't go on sabbatical again ooooo.

Ann dear, Op have updated. Coman read your own

Poor kike, don't worry dear ur own man will surely come

Thanks for the update dear

FantasticJ:
Not a joke..

Ann dear, Op have updated. Coman read your own

Thanks dear, read

I called her number. 'Hello, Bisola. I actually wanted to call you, just before you did. Something very important has come up. The senator has a daughter who just graduated from the university. My dad and the senator kind of agreed that I would marry the lady. The lady gave her consent and I'm stuck with the agreement, now.'

'What!' she yelled on the phone. 'Tell me, this is a joke.'

'It's no joke,' I explained. 'I've met the lady and from all indications, she likes the idea. Sorry, Bisola, I don't want to go against my parents. So
sorry that we have to stop our relationship now.'

'What kind of story is this? I can't believe you.'

'It's very true, Bisola. As it is, I'm stuck with that lady.'

'I'll come to your house this evening to see you. You're in Lagos, right?'

'Yes, I'm.'

'Okay. I'll see you in the evening.'

'Alright.' She disconnected the line. Phew!

I continued with my work. When driving home, I had to brace myself against Bisola's reaction. I knew she would not be an easy nut to crack.
When I got home, the first thing I observed was how Yetunde had rearranged everything. From the bed-room to the sitting-room and the kitchen, she had properly and neatly rearranged everything. I must say that the way she had done them was impressive. Was she trying to create the impression that she would be a good house keeper? Impression or not, what she did was better than me coming to the house and finding everything in disarray. Not only that, she left short note on the table.


Darling, I've prepared some fried rice. It's in the pot on the gas cooker. You can use the microwave to warm it.
With love from Yetunde.
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I grinned and went to the kitchen to confirm what she said. Indeed, there was fried rice and there were laps of fried chicken in the pot. Wow!

I changed to casuals and sat in the sitting-room. On an impulse, I decided to call her.

'Yetunde, darling, thank you for all the troubles in re-arranging the house and the food you left behind.'

'It's a pleasure,' she returned. 'How was work today?'

'Fine. How're you over there?'

'I'm already missing you.'

'Don't worry, very soon we'll be together again. I'll be going to Abuja tomorrow, but by Friday afternoon, I should be back in Lagos.'

'Yes. Safe journey, darling.'

'Thank you. My regards to everyone there.'

'Okay. Bye.'

If Yetunde carried on like this, I realized she would completely win my heart. I yawned, stood up and returned to the kitchen.


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