He left the kitchen and went back to the sitting-room. Just as he had expected, the action did the magic. Some minutes later, Sefinatou came to meet him.

"Are you saying the truth?" She asked.

He grinned. "Of course." He stared at her. "I won't do what I did if I don't mean it."

She decided to believe him. He could see it in her eyes that she had become hooked.

"Now, can you do what I asked for?" he asked. She didn't have a choice, did she? She could have only said no if she had rejected the money.

She sighed. "What did you ask for?"

He nodded. "I want you to remove your top."

This time, there was no surprise or dissension.

"Okay." Slowly, she removed the top.

Bobby was surprised. The black bra she was wearing was one of the sexiest he had ever seen. Wow! So, Sefinatou too could wear something so sexy.

Now, he was completely lusty. He gestured her to come nearer. She obligated.

"You are wearing the sexiest bra I have ever seen", he said. She giggled. He put his right hand forward to reach for the right boob. The cup was soft and felt tender. Gently he caressed it. She closed her eyes, encouraging him on.

That exactly was what Bobby wanted. His second hand too was engaged. He soon uncupped the bra. Again, he was surprised. Sefinatou boobs were full and firm.

"Wow," he exclaimed, squeezing them and tickling the nipples. After the pre-intimacy, he moved to the next stage. He unbuckled his belt, pulled his trousers and boxer down and guided her mouth to his prick.

She was reluctant to do that.

"Come on, you will enjoy it," he urged. She obliged and was soon sucking him like she must please him. Bobby was in ecstasy. Damn, Sefinatou was good at it. Within minutes, he reached crescendo and spurted out load of semen.

From that moment, Bobby had no moment of boredom once his parents stepped out of the house. Sefinatou provided the void that needed to be filled. It was a surprise how time moved so fast and his suspension was over.





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Keep it up

She became impatient. "Well, what is it?"

He nodded and stared briefly at her again. She was wearing a big t-shirt, the one she had slept in. Underneath it was a black skirt.

"I want you to remove the t-shirt you are wearing."

Sefinatou became wide-eyed in surprise. "What... What did you say?"

"That your t-shirt, commot am," he said in pidgin English.

The house maid opened her mouth but no word came out.

Bobby smiled at her, reached for his right, back jeans pocket and and brought out a ward of one-thousand naira notes. He was grateful his parents did not think of stripping him of money.

"You will get paid for for whatever you do." He kept smiling at her encouragingly.

"You no serious." She hissed and left for the kitchen. Bobby grinned. He knew he would win but he would not rush. In the afternoon, she came to serve his meal at the dinning table. By now, she had had her bath and was wearing a blouse and a skirt. The family has always treated Sefinatou well and had made sure she modestly looked good.

After the food, he was at it again. This time, he used another approach.

"You are looking very good, Sefinatou," he started.

She was surprised to hear that. He could see that it was a pleasant surprise.

"Honestly, you look very good."

She sighed and said nothing. She was back in the kitchen to wash the dishes. He went to meet her her there.

"I like your hair, dear Sefinatou."

If she were a white lady, she would have blushed.

"See, I'm m saying all this because I like you. I really like you, Sefinatou."

She was still silent but he knew he was making impression.

He brought out the naira notes and peeled five from the bulk. He put it on the kitchen table. "You can have it. Buy something with it."

He left the kitchen and went back to the sitting-room. Just as he had expected, the action did the magic. Some minutes later, Sefinatou came to meet him.

"Are you saying the truth?" She asked.



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"I've been saying it over and over again that we need to take Robert for deliverance. He needs deliverance!"

That was the very aspect his father did not want to hear.

"So, he's suspended for a week?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Alright. Let him serve his sentence." He made it sound as if it was a prison term.

His wife expected him to react more decisively, but she was disappointed. She shook her head. She just must design a way to make her only son go through 'deliverance'.






Chapter Two

Bobby was forced to be home alone for a whole week. If his parents, especially his mother thought this would reform him, they were wrong. By the third day he was at home, things became so boring. Once his father and father had left home, he would move from his room to the sitting-room. He had been told he must not step out of the house. The security man at the gate had been given the strict instruction that Bobby must not go out and could not receive any visitor.

Well, he still had access to the television. Now, he was at home with the housemaid. Being the kind of person he was, he was already thinking of another mischief. The house girl was his target. She should be in her twenties. Sefinatou was a Togolese and had been of service to the house for about a year now.

She seemed to be dedicated to her work and his mother had said she was the best house girl they had got so far. Could this same Sefinatou serve Bobby's whimsical purpose?

After Sefinatou served his breakfast and had come to clear the plates, he called her.

"There's something I want you to do for me," he informed her in Yoruba language. She was not the kind to shy away from work.

"What should I do?" She asked in return.

He stared at her briefly. "But it depends on whether you can do the work?"

"You want to wash your clothes?" she prempted. His mother had forbidden the house girl from washing Bobby's clothes. She said Bobby must take responsibilities.

He shook his head. "No, not that."

She became impatient. "Well, what is it?"

He nodded and stared briefly at her again. She was wearing a big t-shirt, the one she had slept in. Underneath it was a black skirt.

"I want you to remove the t-shirt you are wearing."



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Interesting story

Nice one

Nice update

But ..."

"No but! I've already called your mother to inform her and she's on her way. The least you will get is a week suspension. One week! Now go and wait for her in the Secretary office."

So, that was it. Mr. Johnson had seen the video Bobby sent to Helen. That explained why he could not reach her.

That also explained why she had not come to school. Now, the Principal had sent for her mother. How Bobby wished he had sent for his father instead.

He could envisage how his mother would react.

He was right. About twenty minutes later when she came and was shown the video, she was in anguish.

"Jesus!" she exclaimed. "Robert, how could you do this shameful thing?"

"It's because of the regard I have for you, madam," Mr. Johnson pontificated. "If not I will expell him. Now, he's suspended for a week."

Mrs. Alashe could not watch most of the video. She said it was too disgusting.

"You see your life, Robert?" she said sadly. "How could you do this kind of disgraceful thing?" He had to follow her back home in her car. Even as she drove, she told her son he was a sure candidate for hell with his behavior.

He barely listened. She had said that before
He was only thinking of how Helen could be so careless to allow her father see the video he sent to her.

"Now, give me your phone," his mother's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Your phone," she said firmly. "I'm taking the phone from you for now."

"But ..."

"But what? Give me the phone or I will give you a slap."

Grudgingly, he handed the phone to her. That was the biggest punishment, he reasoned.It was better he was suspended even for a month than for him to be without phone.

On getting home, his mother went to his room to seize all his other communication gadgets. His i-pad, tablet, laptop and spare phone were all taken away.

"The room will be a prison!" He complained bitterly.
"Let it be. That is the price for your waywardness."

Later in the evening, when his father returned from his office, his mother told him all that had happened.

"I've been saying it over and over again that we need to take Robert for deliverance. He needs deliverance!"

That was the very aspect his father did not want to hear.

"So, he's suspended for a week?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Alright. Let him serve his sentence." He made it sound as if it was a prison term.




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Her father remained unconvinced. "Delete that video now. Henceforth you must stop further relationship with him. I am seizing this your phone. As for him, we shall meet in school tomorrow."


Bobby gave Helen some time to watch and 'digest' the video he sent to her. Meanwhile, he decided to watch a video on his laptop. It was one of his favorite videos. In it, a guy was teasing his girlfriend. In no time, they were kissing and cuddling.

As if hungry for each other, they stripped themselves in order to get to the real act. He had her back raised as he mounted her from the back and pounded her furiously. She moaned and flung her head back, screaming her orgasm at the top of her lungs.

"Ohhhhhhh!!" she screamed again as he rammed his big prick up her cunt. He kept banging her through her orgasm, amplifying her sensations. Her buttcheeks were firm, from what Bobby could see...

Sure, there was a little extra padding, an extra jiggle in her thighs whenever the guy slammed his hips forward. But the experienced lady certainly knew what she was doing. As her hips bucked and gyrated, she was taking her boyfriend on the ride of his life, using her body to milk him better and give him the peak of pleasure.

Bobby paused the video. It was time for him to call Helen and ask her if she enjoy his package. He dialed her number and was surprised when the service provider said her phone was switched off. Could the battery of her phone be flat?

He waited for some minutes and redialed. It was the same result. He then checked the video he had sent to her. The two marks indicated that it had been received. What then was the issue? He shrugged. Tomorrow morning was not far away. He would find out.

* * *

That morning, Bobby did not see Helen in school. It was time for the first class and she had not come. This was very much unlike of her. He brought his i-phone and tried her number again.

It was still switched off. A lady that served as office assistant in the Principal office came inside the class room and made straight for Bobby.

"The Principal wants to see you," she announced.

His heart skipped a beat. Why would Mr. Johnson want to see him? What could have happened? He followed the lady to the Principal' office. His worst fear was confirmed.

"How could you?" Mr. Johnson yelled at him. "How could you send such a filthy, obscene and disgusting thing to my daughter?"

Bobby feigned ignorance. "I don't know ..."

"Don't even try to deny it!" Mr. Johnson bawled. "How could you send a video of your dirty self to her phone? How could you be so disgusting?"

"But ..."

"No but! I've already called your mother to inform her and she's on her way. The least you will get is a week suspension. One week! Now go and wait for her in the Secretary office."






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