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She allowed me to eat the meal in silence. After the food, I fetched a bottle of fruit wine and two glass cups, filled the glasses, handed her one and sat in the sitting-room together.

“Aunty said you’re married,” she said.

What a way to start a conversation! “Yes,” I answered. “I’m married with a child, and the second one is on the way.”

If I should consider Yetunde’s pregnancy, then it would be the third one was on the way.

“So, what is it to be married?”

I breathed in deeply. “It’s exciting, but it has its ups and downs.”

She nodded. “Aunty also said you work for a senator.”

I nodded. Linda must have told her a lot about me. “That’s right.”

Still sipping my drink, I stretched out on my legs. Edith did the same next to me, her hand shading her eyes as she stared at the television. Voices of the actors and actresses filled the sitting-room.

It was relaxing as we drank, chatted and watched the movies on the television. At a time, she excused herself and went to the toilet.

When she came back, she sat closer to me. Tentatively, I put my right palm on her thigh, rubbing gently.

The hand stayed on her bare thigh. It affected the course of my thoughts, bringing awareness of how slender and firm her legs were, and how soft and silky her skin was.

It also revealed how warm her body warm was. Edith’s legs reminded me how young she was, and that appealed to me strongly. I caressed the top of her thigh slowly until I could feel the first tingle of blood as it began to flow through the groin, warming up an erection.

When I removed my hand, Edith moved closer to me, looking straight at my face, and smiling softly. Her dark exotic eyes studied mine, then studied my mouth.

She touched my lips very softly with the pad of her index finger, tracing the edges.

I smiled at her. “I’ve been thinking about kissing you since I came in this evening.”

Edith shuffled closer, her body settling against my side. Her knee eased over my leg. I slipped an arm behind her and she rolled partially onto me, her small breast pressing to my chest.

A sweet partial smile formed on her lush lips, her eyes locked on mine. She moved closer. Her breath, clean and warm, washed against my face.

It’s an intense experience and, for me, made more so by the fact that this was with an eighteen-year-old girl. I was enchanted by her.

I hadn’t experienced very hard erection like this for a long time. I bent and kissed her, my hands sliding down under her t-shirt to cup her nubile ass.

She tasted like salty, raw beef. Her small tongue teased. I held two of the sexiest little buttocks in my palms, and just like that, I was seriously Hot, desire and loose morals rushing through me.

Tongues teased sensually. I had a vision of lifting her, of Edith wrapping her legs around my waist, and me carrying her off to bed.

She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts were nicely outlined by her t-shirt.

I unbuttoned and removed my t-shirt, and put it on the backrest of the sofa.

I felt her body relax. The kiss ended and another started, this time with more pressure, lips moving. She teased my lips with her tongue and backed off. A gleam entered her eyes.

This time, the kiss grew passionate very quickly. Tongues touched, lips parted, and I eased my hand up the side of her body in a caress. When I brushed her small breast, two things happened. Edith murmured with pleasure and I became fully erect.

The excitement of touching her breast far surpassed my experience of touching other lovers’ breasts. In the recent time, it surpassed touching Bisola’s, Yetunde’s, Linda’s or Kike’s own.

Edith’s was so petite, a gentle mound, reinforcing her youth, and it was a powerful aphrodisiac.

I loved touching her intimately, so much so that, when the kiss ended and she rested her head on my shoulder, I kept caressing her, and she didn’t stop me.

I was in heaven.

She exhaled quietly and fidgeted.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“Sure, I’m sure.”

Non-verbal communication is often clearer than verbal. Edith’s hand settled over mine when I dropped my hand to cuddle her bare thigh. Her expression was slightly bashful.

This was obvious in the way her head tilted and face looked down, avoiding my eyes. I thought I knew why.

She was confident and open when she looked sexy, but with real intimacy her freshness, lack of experience and insecurity emerged and I was sure it was a result of what she was feeling - aroused, her body feeling new desires.


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This time, the kiss grew passionate very quickly. Tongues touched, lips parted, and I eased my hand up the side of her body in a caress. When I brushed her small breast, two things happened. Edith murmured with pleasure and I became fully erect.

The excitement of touching her breast far surpassed my experience of touching other lovers’ breasts. In the recent time, it surpassed touching Bisola’s, Yetunde’s, Linda’s or Kike’s own.

Edith’s was so petite, a gentle mound, reinforcing her youth, and it was a powerful aphrodisiac.

I loved touching her intimately, so much so that, when the kiss ended and she rested her head on my shoulder, I kept caressing her, and she didn’t stop me. I was in heaven.

She exhaled quietly and fidgeted.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“Sure, I’m sure.”

Non-verbal communication is often clearer than verbal. Edith’s hand settled over mine when I dropped my hand to cuddle her bare thigh. Her expression was slightly bashful.

This was obvious in the way her head tilted and face looked down, avoiding my eyes. I thought I knew why. She was confident and open when she looked sexy, but with real intimacy her freshness, lack of experience and insecurity emerged and I was sure it was a result of what she was feeling - aroused, her body feeling new desires.

One hand rubbing her back, the other caressing her slender thigh, I said in a soft voice, “I’m pretty turned on right now. You’re incredibly sexy. How about we move inside and get comfortable? Inside will be better, right?”

She smiled and nodded. “Right.”

She stood up. I took her hand and led her.

Turning off outdoor lights and locking the entrance main door. We switched off the light, moved to my bedroom and again switched off the light.

I drew her against me and hugged her. She hugged me back, pressing her cheek to my chest.

In the semi-darkness of the bedroom, she turned her face up to me when I caressed her back and smiled. She rose onto her toes and we kissed, standing in the kitchen, our lips touching.

My hands slipped down to her narrow hips and then around to cup her sexy butt, and Edith responded, her tongue emerging, the kiss intensifying.

My erection returned in full force and she felt it, pressing her body against it. The sweet flood of desire washed through me. My pulse rose and so was the level of yearning.

I didn’t fight it. Even with all I had recently gone through, I felt there was no need for resistance.

Moving my hands down further, I touched the back of her bare thighs and, excitement mounting, with an erection now tight inside my jeans, moved my hands up under her short skirt.

The quiet moan that broke the silence was mine, involuntary, driven by the feel of silken panties on her small ass.

I explored her mouth with my tongue, kissing her passionately, and cupped two gorgeous buttocks that filled my hands perfectly, narrow yet rounded, so damned sexy.



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Henry henry henry how many times did I call you...we have not finished with Yetundes issue you are coming up with Edith... Okay na..Egungun will finally do the casket carriers dance...

That guy dey embarrass me...... How my namesake no go get ability to control his Kinni?

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The excitement of touching her breast far surpassed my experience of touching other lovers’ breasts. In the recent time, it surpassed touching Bisola’s, Yetunde’s, Linda’s or Kike’s own.

Edith’s was so petite, a gentle mound, reinforcing her youth, and it was a powerful aphrodisiac.

I loved touching her intimately, so much so that, when the kiss ended and she rested her head on my shoulder, I kept caressing her, and she didn’t stop me. I was in heaven.

She exhaled quietly and fidgeted.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“Sure, I’m sure.”

Non-verbal communication is often clearer than verbal. Edith’s hand settled over mine when I dropped my hand to cuddle her bare thigh. Her expression was slightly bashful.

This was obvious in the way her head tilted and face looked down, avoiding my eyes. I thought I knew why.

She was confident and open when she looked sexy, but with real intimacy her freshness, lack of experience and insecurity emerged and I was sure it was a result of what she was feeling - aroused, her body feeling new desires.

One hand rubbing her back, the other caressing her slender thigh, I said in a soft voice, “I’m pretty turned on right now. You’re incredibly sexy. How about we move inside and get comfortable? Inside will be better, right?”

She smiled and nodded. “Right.”

She stood up. I took her hand and led her. Turning off outdoor lights and locking the entrance main door. We switched off the light, moved to my bedroom and again switched off the light.

I drew her against me and hugged her. She hugged me back, pressing her cheek to my chest.

In the semi-darkness of the bedroom, she turned her face up to me when I caressed her back and smiled.

She rose onto her toes and we kissed, standing in the kitchen, our lips touching. My hands slipped down to her narrow hips and then around to cup her sexy butt, and Edith responded, her tongue emerging, the kiss intensifying.

My erection returned in full force and she felt it, pressing her body against it. The sweet flood of desire washed through me.

My pulse rose and so was the level of yearning.

I didn’t fight it. Even with all I had recently gone through, I felt there was no need for resistance.

Moving my hands down further, I touched the back of her bare thighs and, excitement mounting, with an erection now tight inside my jeans, moved my hands up under her short skirt.

The quiet moan that broke the silence was mine, involuntary, driven by the feel of silken panties on her small ass.

I explored her mouth with my tongue, kissing her passionately, and cupped two gorgeous buttocks that filled my hands perfectly, narrow yet rounded, so damned sexy.

With her beautiful butt in hand, I pulled her crotch against mine and Edith responded. Her tongue became frisky.

She rubbed her pussy against the hardness of my erection. Her breathing sped up; gusts of clean warm air against my cheek.

Arousal, like a raging fire, could undermine rational thought, maturity, restraint. I lifted her by her exciting buttocks. She was very light.

Edith wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. Still kissing her, with my desire for her rising to dangerous levels, I practically lifted her on the bed.

At the side of the bed, still holding her, I bent and slowly lowered us, settling across the bed, me on top. Dressed or not, it was an incredibly sexy position.

Edith smiled, her lips rather plump. In the room, her eyes were very black. But even in the semi-darkness they looked exotic and beautiful.

She stared into my eyes and I couldn’t stop myself from rubbing the stiffness of my erection against her crotch, her legs still around my waist.

In an erotic, suggestive move, Edith rubbed her pussy against me and smiled with pleasure at my quiet moan.

God, she was so attractive, so damned slender and young underneath me.



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In an erotic, suggestive move, Edith rubbed her pussy against me and smiled with pleasure at my quiet moan. God, she was so attractive, so damned slender and young underneath me.

Easing my hands off her small butt, I settled my full weight onto her. We kissed again, dry humping each other, and I could imagine how incredible it would be to be naked with her in this position.

Excitement was building; while restraint was crumbling, I ended the kiss by sucking her ripe lower lip, eased the side of my body off her, reached down between us, and cupped her pussy.

Silky panties slipped and slid against my palm as I caressed the remarkable shape of her mons and sexy, sexy fullness of her vulva below, warm to the touch. Edith’s eyes narrowed slightly when I traced her cleft.

Excitement punished me. She moaned almost silently and pulled me back into a kiss, her passion more intense, mouth moving. Against my palm, she undulated her pussy, responding, aroused.

Still kissing, she reached down between us and felt my erection, rubbing me over my jeans. Heat hit me. My cock ached, uncomfortably constrained, awkwardly positioned downwards.

Edith explored the shape, rubbed and caressed. She moved her crotch, scrubbing her pussy against my hand and my arousal intensified even more. I traced her cleft, pressed her silky panties into her soft, lush cleft, and rubbed her clit.

Edith gasped, ending the kiss, her breath rapid. She fondled me harder, pressing and exploring my crotch, then let me go and wrapped her arms around my neck, holding on. Her eyes closed, nostrils flared. Damn it was exciting! Was she about to climax?

It was fast of her. Perhaps because she was still so exuberant. In a spectacularly erotic display, Edith held her breath, her body tense, pausing, on the cusp. With an explosive gasp, she tumbled into her orgasm, hips moving, pussy scrubbing.

A look of pain flitted across her face, brows furrowed. She gasped again and, breathing through her mouth, she humped my hand, body shaking. It felt like forever. I forgot my need, enraptured by her sweet ecstasy. And slowly she calmed. With my hand, I came to the climax of the erotic dream.

I shuddered as I felt jolts of energy run all over my body. It was an exhilarating and exciting experience.

I watched my partner. Her face now looked relaxed, while her body became still.

My hand her chest the way you would hold a treasure trove. We both slept off. There would be no need she slept in her room tonight. Right or wrong, she slept in my arm.

At dawn, in as much as I would like to have a replay of the whole act, I decided to reserve my energy till later in the day.


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My hand her chest the way you would hold a treasure trove. We both slept off. There would be no need she slept in her room tonight. Right or wrong, she slept in my arm.

At dawn, in as much as I would like to have a replay of the whole act, I decided to reserve my energy till later in the day.

“Hello, beauty,” I tapped her gently. She opened her eyes dreamily and stared at me.

“Hello.”

“Did you have a nice sleep?”

She smiled up at me. “Yes, I did.”

I kissed her lips lightly.

“It’s time for me to start preparing for work,” I announced as I made my way to the bedroom.

There, I brushed my teeth and had a cold bath. I wrapped the thick, white towel round my body and returned to the bedroom.

Edith had left, probably for her room. I shrugged and remembered the previous night. She was a good girl whose performance was satisfying. I wouldn’t mind having such an intimate session with her over and over again.

I dressed up for work. I didn’t even bother to tell Edith that I was on my way out. I folded some money on the center table and left. In the office, work went on smoothly.

During break time, the Senator once again called me to his office. I was with a pen and jotter to take down his instructions or observations. I soon realized that I would not be needing any of the writing materials.

“I call you to discuss Yetunde’s matter,” he stated.

“She said you’ve re-proposed marriage to her.”

I was puzzled by that. When did I propose to marry Yetunde again? When? Where? How?

“I’m surprised to hear that,” I said. “I didn’t make any proposition.”

He looked taken aback by my declaration. “Didn’t you promise to right all the wrongs you’ve done to her?”

“Well, it’s true I told her how sorry I was for all the previous heart aches I had caused, but I didn’t promise her any marriage.”

There was a sly smile on the face of the man. “Yet, you went on to impregnate her?”

He had a point there, but I didn’t willfully impregnate her. It was not planned for, at least on my part.

“How will you reconcile the fact that you’ve impregnated her and she’s keeping the baby?”

I sighed. It was all Yetunde’s pet plan, I thought grimly. “She’s the one insisting that she’ll have the baby,” I explained feebly.

The man studied me for some uncomfortable seconds. “Henry?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Do you remember I told you that you must not break her heart the second time?”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Well, so why are you intent on breaking it again?”

I looked perplexed. If anybody wanted to break another person’s heart, it was Yetunde who wanted to break her own heart, I felt.

She knew I was marry, yet went on to profess love and affection. Why must she stick to me, when there were many single and handsome guys out there from wealthy background?

I kept all these thoughts to myself.

“You need to meet with her,” the Senator went on.

“The two of you should meet and deliberate on your future. Let the two of you come to an accord. I want to hear the outcome of that soonest.”



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