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The Madam at the Top

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Nini Nova


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Working for a lady boss has its thrills and frills. For Ben, it went from the tough side to the sweetest he could ever imagine. It was a dream come true for him when his boss became the very woman he shared passionate moments with.
But then, sometimes, things do not really look as they appear.







I had prepared well for the interview. It was a corporate job, although what I applied for was as a driver. Yes, a mere driver, but it was a job I really needed. The unemployment situation had forced me to apply for the job. I had registered at an employment agency and had been highly recommended for the position I applied for.

I sat and waited to be called. I thought I would see some other applicants who had come for the interview, but saw none. I waited for almost thirty minutes before the secretary, a slim lady in glasses, informed me that the Human Resources Manager was ready to see me. I was directed to her office.

‘Good morning, Madam,’ I curtsied.

A woman in skirt suit probably in her late forties looked up at me briefly. She was on phone but gestured that I should sit down on one of the seats facing her. A couple of minutes later, she finished the phone conversation.

‘Good morning,’ she replied. ‘You’re Ben Bada, the driver applicant from Aries Agency?’

‘Yes, Madam.’

She nodded. ‘I was told you could drive very well.’

‘Yes, ma’am. I try my best.’

She nodded again. ‘Aries Employment Agency is a reliable partner that we use. Having somebody recommended by them means that person
must be good. We believe in their judgment.’

I nodded but kept quiet. She had my resume in her hands and she looked at it. ‘You currently have no job, right?’

‘That’s right, Madam.’

‘If we decide to offer you this job, when are you ready to start?’

I appeared to think briefly. It was just an act. The fact was I was ready to start the job right now. ‘I can start the very moment the company wants
me to start.’

‘Actually, you need to start as soon as possible. Can you start tomorrow?’

Without any hesitation, I nodded. ‘Yes, I can.’


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I nodded but kept quiet. She had my resume in her hands and she looked at it. ‘You currently have no job, right?’

‘That’s right, Madam.’

‘If we decide to offer you this job, when are you ready to start?’

I appeared to think briefly. It was just an act. The fact was I was ready to start the job right now. ‘I can start the very moment the company wants
me to start.’

‘Actually, you need to start as soon as possible. Can you start tomorrow?’

Without any hesitation, I nodded. ‘Yes, I can.’

You’re going to be working as the driver to the Chief Executive Officer.’

I nodded. ‘That will be no problem.’

I thought of a humorous comment of saying that I could drive anybody. I however kept the humor to myself.

She put my resume in a file, closed the file and stood up. ‘Alright, let me take you to the CEO’s office.’

I stood up too and followed her out of the cool office. From a corridor, we moved to the end of the passageway. She opened the last door by the left. A lady was by the desk, typing on a desktop.

‘Good morning, Amarachi,’ the HR Manager greeted.

The lady behind the computer screen smiled. ‘Good morning, ma’am.’

‘Is Madam in the office?’

The lady she had called Amarachi nodded. ‘Yes, she is.’

Again, the HR Manager motioned that I should sit down. She opened the door that led to the CEO’s office. After about a minute, she came out
and beckoned at me. I stood up and entered the office. The office was a large, exquisitely furnished one. Behind the large desk was a woman
who should be in her late forties or early fifties. So, this was the CEO.

‘Good morning, Madam,’ I greeted.

‘Good morning.’ She looked at me all over the way you would check if a particular item was suitable for you or not.


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After about a minute, she came out and beckoned at me. I stood up and entered the office. The office was a large, exquisitely furnished one.
Behind the large desk was a woman who should be in her late forties or early fifties. So, this was the CEO.

‘Good morning, Madam,’ I greeted.

‘Good morning.’ She looked at me all over the way you would check if a particular item was suitable for you or not.

‘Can you really drive very well or not?’ she blurted out.

‘I can drive very well, Madam.’

She looked at me all over again and nodded. ‘Are you aware that if you do not measure up, you will be fired immediately?’

From her tone, I could see that she was arrogant and imperious. ‘I understand, Madam.’

She seemed to study me all over. ‘Alright. What’s your name again?’

‘Benjamin Bada.’

‘Okay, Ben. You will follow the Human Resources Manager back to her office where she will issue you letter of employment and ID card. She will also give you the uniform you will be using. Your work starts here tomorrow morning by eight o’clock.’

‘Thank you, Madam.’

I followed the HRM back to her office and sat in the ante-office to her own. After several minutes, the letter of employment was issued.

‘You will get the uniform and the ID card tomorrow morning when you report to work,’ she said.

‘Okay, Madam. Thank you a lot.’

I collected the letter from her and quickly read it.

‘You will also have to bring your letter of acceptance tomorrow.’

‘Yes, Madam. Thank you, ma’am.’

I left the place a happy man. The offers were quite good, besides some perks which were stated that I would enjoy. Everything turned out to be
easy. On my way home, I thought of probably buying new shirts and trousers for my new job but decided against it. Since I would be wearing uniform, there was no need I rushed to buy new clothes.

From Obalende, I took BRT bus to Ikorodu. The traffic was hectic, as usual. After a long time, I finally got down at Irawo bus stop, Owode Ajegunle. I lived off Owulade street. My single room was small but neat and decent. At twenty-seven, it was not too bad to live in such a place, I decided. By the time I earned better income and settled down to a marriage life, I had no doubt that I would live in a bigger and better place.


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From Obalende, I took BRT bus to Ikorodu. The traffic was hectic, as usual. After a long time, I finally got down at Irawo bus stop, Owode Ajegunle.
I lived off Owulade street. My single room was small but neat and decent. At twenty-seven, it was not too bad to live in such a place, I decided. By the time I earned better income and settled down to a marriage life, I had no doubt that I would live in a bigger and better place.

I removed my clothing to a short and singlet. I lay on the bed, staring at the television absentmindedly. I was dozing off when there was a soft knock on my door. Without waiting for an answer, the door turned and was opened.

‘Hello, dear.’ It was Cynthia, my girlfriend and future partner. Cynthia was an apprentice at a fashion shop. She seemed good enough for me.

I smiled and sat up on the bed. ‘How are you, darling?”

She came to sit on the bed by my side. ‘I’m fine. How about the interview you went for?’

‘Oh, thank God, the result was fine. I’ll start the job tomorrow.’

She hugged me briefly. ‘Oh, that’s good news. I hope they pay well, o.’

I told her the pay.

‘Oh, that’s good. It’s not bad at all.’

I nodded in agreement. ‘Yes, it’s not bad. We need to celebrate.’

‘Hmn, with food and drinks?’

I drew her to me. ‘No, with you. Just you and me.’

She knew what I meant.

Kissed her and rubbed my hands on her back. My hands found their way to the hook of her bra. Today, she was wearing a sexy, lacy one. I
unhooked it with my agile fingers. Cynthia turned around to face me, arms squeezed together to keep her deep-cupped bra in place. This way, she
showed an inviting cleavage.

‘Is this your own way of celebrating?’ she giggled, dropping her arms to her sides, and letting her bra drop to the floor. Her tits were huge and
heavy right in front of me. The nipples were already shot out and protruding.

She was demure as usual. I grabbed onto her boobs and squeezed. They felt so nice in my hands. I steered my breast-blessed babe further on to
the bed. Her bum made a noticeable plough on the bed. I hefted her boobs and bent my head down and licked at her nipples.

“Mmm!” she moaned, closing her eyes and playfully biting my right ear. I knew from experience that she was in the mood too. I swirled my tongue
all around first one stiff, rubbery nipple and then the other, using the tongue on them even longer and harder. My hands caressed her massive
boobs. I latched my lips onto one of her nipples and sucked on them.

She moaned the more. She lifted her arms and ran her fingers through her twinkling, night-shaded tresses, thrusting out and abandoning her
treasure chest to my loving hands and mouth. I sucked long and hard on her left tit, scouring the underside of it with my busy tongue, biting into its swollen nipple. I repeated the erotic process with her
other sensitive boob. I then shoved her boobs together and forked my tongue back and forth across both of the babe’s obviously pumped-up nipples.



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I swirled my tongue all around first one stiff, rubbery nipple and then the other, using the tongue on them even longer and harder. My hands caressed her massive boobs.

I latched my lips onto one of her nipples and sucked on them.

She moaned the more. She lifted her arms and ran her fingers through her twinkling, night-shaded tresses, thrusting out and abandoning her treasure chest to my loving hands and mouth.

I sucked long and hard on her left tit, scouring the underside of it with my busy tongue, biting into its swollen nipple. I repeated the erotic process with her other sensitive boob. I then shoved her boobs together and forked my tongue back and forth across both of the babe’s obviously pumped-up nipples.

Cynthia’s body and boobs shuddered in my hands, but I kept right on with the tongue-lashing, desperately feeling up her smooth, superheated tit-flesh. Until at last her eyes popped open and she moaned again.

I caressed her damp breasts in order that she could remove her skirt, so that I could unbuckle and unzip my trousers. She moved her butt backwards and spread her legs.

Briefly, I could see that her shaven cunt was covered with wetness. I shuffled forward, in between her slim, honey-dipped limbs, my arrow-straight cock pointing stiffly and directly at her slit, certainly straining to find a home there.

“Oh, go on!” she urged, leaning back against the wall. She gathered up her splayed breasts and squeezed them.

I lifted her legs up, gulped down some air, and then parted her slick pussy lips with the head of my prick. I pushed forward, diving deep into the luscious lady’s sopping Arrow.

I started pumping my hips. Bang, bang, bang, I went on. I churned my rod back and forth in Cynthia’s tight, juicy cunt, the bed slightly creaking in return. I could see her butt and boobs shaking with each and every cock-thrust that I made.

Once again, I grabbed onto her brown, full boobs. I groped them, rolled and pulled the nipples. Simultaneously, my pulsating cock slid in and out of her pussy.

She gripped the edge of the bed with her fingers and decisively moved her head back and forth against the wall.

While she moaned, I released occasional grunts. I stepped up my action, fucking the honey pot in a frenzy. The lower part of my body smacked against her rippling butt cheeks. My battering-ram cock seemed to be splitting her in two. I gritted in baited breaths.

Her body jerked and her boobs jounced around in my busy hands, as I hammered the both of us headlong into orgasm. The semen in my balls boiled out-of-control and shot up my shaft and spray-painted the velvet walls of her gushing pussy. I shot out wad after white-hot wad into Cynthia’s love tunnel, in time to the electric shocks that jolted our bodies.

The act was finally over. I lay satisfied on the bed even as I patted her sensuous melons and gently squeezed them. I primped her nipples, as she shook with the after-effects of ecstasy.

That was my own way of ‘celebrating.’



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Her body jerked and her boobs jounced around in my busy hands, as I hammered the both of us headlong into orgasm. The semen in my balls boiled out-of-control and shot up my shaft and spray-painted the velvet walls of her gushing pussy. I shot out wad after white-hot wad into Cynthia’s love tunnel, in time to the electric shocks that jolted our bodies.

The act was finally over. I lay satisfied on the bed even as I patted her sensuous melons and gently squeezed them. I primped her nipples, as she shook with the after-effects of ecstasy.

That was my own way of ‘celebrating.’


* * *

The following day, I woke up early to get dressed and leave for my new work. I got to the office at Falomo, Ikoyi on time. I went straight to the office of Human Resources Manager. I waited a bit before I was given the uniform and the identity card I had been promised. I had to sit at the Madam’s secretary office to await the Madam. She did not come to the office until some minutes to nine. I rose to my feet to greet her.

‘Good morning, Madam.’

‘Morning,’ she replied, a little bit curtly.

I tried to study the character of the woman. I had heard that some women were difficult to work with. So far,
all indices showed that this one would be a difficult one. I shrugged. I would have to brave the odds. About
ten minutes after the Madam came, she sent a message to me through her secretary.

‘Madam says you can go and stay downstairs,’ Amarachi said.

I looked at her enquiringly. ‘Where downstairs?’

‘You can stay with the security man.’

I nodded and got up to my feet. Yes, I should have thought of that. A driver was not meant to have an office
or stay in one. That was our people’s mentality. I went down to the security post. With my brand new uniform, I
didn’t need to explain much that I was a new driver.

‘What is the name?’ the chubby security man on duty asked me.

‘Ben. Ben Bada. What’s yours?’

‘Call me Edmund.’ He said it with a smile. We were soon joined by another man who called himself Soko. He
was the driver of the staff bus. Soon, Edmund and I became friends as we chatted on variety of things.

‘You will enjoy this work, once you put in your best,’ Edmund counseled. I nodded. Yes, I intended to give it my best.

About some minutes to ten that morning, Madam came downstairs, holding her bag. I quickly left the security
post to meet her.

‘I’m going out,’ she said. I nodded. That was obvious, wasn’t it? She handed the car key to me.

‘Have you washed it?’ she asked.

I looked at the array of cars in the park. ‘No, I didn’t even know which one I would be driving.’

‘And you didn’t bother to ask,’ she said accusingly. She looked at a particular car. It was a Toyota Highlander.

‘You have to wash it,’ she said.

I sighed and nodded. ‘Yes, Madam.’ There was a plastic bucket inside the security post. I took it to a tap close
by the post and filled it with water. I then took it to the car.


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