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She left with her pack. The moment she stepped out, Richard called my number. “I’m waiting, baby.”
“I’m coming.” I decided to go and meet him with my remaining food.
“I was waiting for you to come so that I could take you out for dinner,” he said upon seeing the food pack in my hand.
“Oh.”
“We can still go out all the same,” he quickly added.
I shook my head. “Maybe, I’ll wait for you. I’m already filled.”
“It won’t be a good thing for me to leave my Kween in the house while I go and eat.”
The next words I was about to say were interrupted by a knock on his door. Without waiting for a response, the knocker turned the knob and came in.
It was a young lady, probably of my age. She briefly looked at me in surprise before facing Richard.
“Hey, Sola, met my good friend, Kween.” He turned to me. “Kween, meet my younger sister, Sola.”
I studied the young lady briefly. Yes, they looked alike a bit. She also gave a grin similar to the one he liked to give.
“Hello, Sola. Pleased to meet you.”
“Hello, Kween.”
We nodded and regarded each other. She was rather cool in her response. Inwardly, I shrugged.
“How’s everyone at home?” he asked her.
“They’re all fine.”
She sat on a sofa and stretched her legs. Somehow, I found my presence in the house awkward.
“Er, we’ll see later, Richard.”
He didn’t oppose my suggestion. “Alright, my queen. We’ll see later.”
Still clutching my food pack, I left the place. Back in my apartment, I had a feeling Sola did not approve of me. Why? Was she not supposed to be happy for her brother who, from all intents, had found his love?
I finished my food, drank from a plastic bottle of carbonated water and relaxed on the two-seater. I flicked on the television to watch my favorite channels.
I expected Richard to come in any time, or to call me on the phone that I should return to his apartment. Up till minutes after ten o’clock, he had not done so. I was already feeling sleepy. I moved on to the bedroom. Within seconds, I slept off.
* * *
I was up from the bed five a.m. I immediately moved to the toilet t ease my self. Then, I had a cold bath and prepared for work. I still hadn’t heard from Richard. I was getting apprehensive. Why must the coming of his sister take precedence over every other thing?
I wore a black skirt suit and left for work. At work, I tried to concentrate and forget every other thing.
Towards noon, my mum called from her Ibadan base. She was a cloth trader at one of the shops at Mapo shopping complex, and she was doing quite well.
“Hello, Kween.”
Hello, mummy. How’re you?”
“I’m fine o. We’re all fine over here. How’re you over there, and how’s your work?”
“Fine, mummy.”
“I hope you’ve not forgotten the important thing we’ve been talking about.”
I knew what she meant. For about a year now, she had been on my neck about bringing a man home.
“I’ve not forgotten mum. I’m on it.”
“Ah, you should not forget. What I’m expecting from you is a call that you’ve got the man and you’ll be bringing him to me for proper introduction.”
I nodded. She was quite right. My mind went to Richard. Surely, Richard should fit in.
“Very soon, mummy, you’ll hear that call from me, I promise,” I said.
“Okay, Kween. See you.”
“Bye, mum.”
She disconnected the line and I sighed. About an hour later, Richard called me.
“Hello, my Kween. Sorry, I’ve not called you all the while.”
“Why was that?” I demanded.
“Well, Sola is a little bit troublesome, and she has come with some troubles, as usual.”
“What kind of troubles?”
He seemed to sigh across the line. “Oh, it’s a family thing. As time goes on, you will understand.”
I didn’t like the blank answer he gave but I decided not to press the issue further, at least for now. Few minutes to four o’clock, Richard called again.
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| Literature › Re: The Nanny's Daughter/ Too Young to Love by ThrillPlus: 4:06pm On Sep 20, 2021 |
kweensheba:
His lips felt soft and gentle and loving. He kissed little kisses all the way across my crease and I lay there in ecstasy.
"Rub a little more; it still stings, Akin."
He did as I asked. It was clear that using his name made it not only erotic, but very intimate, though I did not at that time, the true meaning of the word. I knew what the feeling was, though.
"Pull my panties up, will you, Akin?
"Sure, stand up, Temi," he said using his nickname for me. He only used it when he was feeling good about me, not when he was talking to "little sister."
I stood in front of him and smiled as he pulled my delicious new panties up under my skirt. His hands lingered there a little longer than was necessary and caressed me as he pulled his hands from under my skirt. Then he hugged me against his chest and nuzzled me just under where my bra crossed under my breast.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"What makes it get hard?"
He looked at me sharply and his face got red. "You mean?"
"Yes, I ... you know ... felt it ... and I can see..." Now I blushed. And I took a deep breath.
"I should spank you again!" He paused a long moment, looking into my eyes. "Yes it happens all the time, Temi. And especially when I see you looking so pretty. And, especially when I see your underwear! So that's why you have to ... you know ... be more careful. OK?"
"Does it hurt?"
"No! It usually feels good. Unless it's hard too long. Then it hurts a little. Not bad, though, just an ache."
"How do you make it stop?"
"That's enough for today, Temi ... you'll figure it out sooner or later. In health class maybe." He squeezed my arm as he said it.
"Can I see it sometime? When it's, you know ... hard, like..."
He stared out the window.
"Maybe. Maybe when I'm in the shower?"
"Aren't you going to take a shower now?
"Yeah. I guess."
"Does it always get hard in the shower?
"Usually." he said. He sort of grinned and laughed at me.
"I should wait until I hear the water running, and you'll let me see it?
He nodded with the little grin I love so much.
I hurried back to my room and put books away. Soon I heard the shower running and went down the hall to find the door open and steam beginning to cloud the mirror.
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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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He laughed shortly over the line. ‘You know what? The longer it takes you to consider the offer, the more I am convinced that you are the one for the job.’
I laughed too. ‘Really? There are many ladies that are qualified for the job, sir. Some are even better qualified.’
‘You are the one I’ve shortlisted for it. You are the one I want to take up the job.’
I nearly said I would, but when I imagined what the countenance of Isi Irabor would be, and how disappointed Madam Rose would look, I withheld my assent.
‘Give me a little bit of more time,’ I said, wishing I could take it up. The money was tempting, but sometimes, other exigent matters override pecuniary gains.
‘The job will wait for you,’ he said. ‘I know you’ll still take it up.’
Later, I told Barbara about the man’s persistence.
‘You are very lucky, aren’t you? Many ladies will be praying to be in your shoes.’
I nodded in affirmation. ‘Yes, but the fact remains that I can’t take it. I think I’m the one wasting time over this matter. All I have to do is tell him straight forward that while I appreciate his kind gesture, I can’t take it.’
‘Wait a minute,’ Barbara said. ‘What if I tell him that I’m willing to take it up?’
I stared at her in surprise. ‘Are you sure about what you are saying?’
‘Of course.’ She grinned. ‘Since the offer is better than what I have now, I don’t mind. What do you say to that?’
I thought briefly. ‘But you are just about four months on this job. You mean you’ll just leave it like that?’
‘Why not? De Gov’nor owns an oil marketing firm. He is swimming in money. Why should one not be willing to be part of that affluence? Tell him, that you cannot take up his offer, but that I, Barbara, am ready.’
I suddenly shrugged. ‘Okay. I’ll tell him.’
Later in my office, I put a call to Steve Renoya.
‘Good afternoon, De Gov’nor. I hope all is going very well.’
‘All is well. There’s no problem, my dear.’
‘I called you in respect of that P.A offer.’
‘Good. When’re you starting?’
‘No, I’m not the one taking it. It’s my good friend, Barbara that is humbly willing to accept the offer.’
There was a long pause and I wondered if the line had disconnected.
‘Hello? Are you still there?’ I asked.
‘Yes, I’m here. How could you tell that Barbara will be a good P.A?’
‘I think she will. First, she’s my boss here, and she’s doing very well. Two, she’s good in coordinating and organizing things. In simple expressions, she combines beauty with brain.’
There was another long pause. ‘Are you sure you don’t want to take the job? If you want me to increase the pay, I will do so, right now. Besides, remember there are many other perks that you will enjoy. I will ensure you get the best that is obtainable in the industry.’
‘See, sir, (yes, I used ‘sir’ that very moment) the main obstacle is the fact that my present employer is a good friend of my mother and is like a mother to me. She was the one that brought me to Lagos, from my Benin base. I can’t just leave her and the job within few months of working for her.’
There was a short silence. ‘Alright. I understand, now. It’s okay. But for Barbara, I will have to give her written and verbal test before I can be convinced that she’ll be suitable for the job.’
I grinned. ‘Okay, oga De Gov’nor, I’ll tell her.’
‘When are we seeing again?’
‘Tell me when you want to see me.’
There was a brief silence. ‘I’ll call you tomorrow to let you know.’
‘Okay, love.’
I told Barbara about what he said.
‘If he wants me to write a test, no problem. I will call him to know when I can go to his office.’
Barbara called him and he asked her to come for the test and interview the following day by ten in the morning.
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| Literature › Re: The Nanny's Daughter/ Too Young to Love by ThrillPlus: 1:56am On Sep 17, 2021 |
kweensheba:
He spanked me but left his hand where it landed. Again he smacked my little behind in its pretty nylon panties. And again. Again his hand lay softly on my bottom.
"Did you feel that?"
"No. You're mean, I haven't done anything."
"You are a lady now. You can't be letting guys see your underwear."
"Didn't feel a thing!"
"You're asking for it."
He pulled my panties down off my bottom, just to the point where they went between my legs.
He raised his hand and I squirmed on his lap, feeling something hard rising under me.
I squirmed again, not sure what I was feeling.
His hand landed with a loud slap. Another landed on the other cheek. A third spanned my cheeks and stung a little more.
"Ouch!" I said sharply.
"Oh God, I'm sorry."" he said quickly and started rubbing the redness away. "You OK?"
"Little more." I said.
He continued rubbing.
"Kiss it and make it better. That's what Mom used to do!" I teased.
"Be careful, I might just do that~
"Go ahead!" I said quietly.
I can't reach it or I would.!"
I jumped up and laid on the bed.
"Now?"
He laughed but I had him. "You're something, you know that?"
His lips felt soft and gentle and loving. He kissed little kisses all the way across my crease and I lay there in ecstasy.
"Rub a little more; it still stings, Akin."
He did as I asked. It was clear that using his name made it not only erotic, but very intimate, though I did not at that time, the true meaning of the word. I knew what the feeling was, though.
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We didn’t get the timing right every time. We were not familiar with each other’s cadence, and I couldn’t predict What she’d do next.
I actually got a little frustrated with her and grabbed both of her legs, hooking them over my shoulders as I got to my knees and grabbed her hips to try and keep her pinned in place so I could just jackhammer her at my own pace.
Turned out, she liked that quite a lot. Bukky clenched her eyes shut, grit her teeth, and started tossing her head left and right while I went to town on her poor pussy.
She whimpered and moaned, an aria of arousal that fed my motor, giving me extra energy to keep up the pace far longer than I would have normally done. Her hands had originally been holding my shoulders, but now they flopped back beside her head, half-propped against the headboard.
I could feel myself getting close, and only then did it occur to me that I hadnoidea if Bukky was still taking her birth control.
After more than a month isolated in the house during a pandemic, why would she? So I grunted in worry, “Are you safe?”
“Yes ... yes ... yes...” she moaned with her eyes still closed, but the rhythm of her responses matched my thrusts, so I wasn’t sure if she’d actually answered my question.
“Bukky...” I warned, getting closer. “Do I need to pull out?”
“Cum in me ... I want to feel it,” she crooned.
that wasn’t exactly a confirmation of birth control, but I was too far gone to care anymore. Gritting my teeth, I put every ounce of energy I had into pounding the hell out of my big cousin’s little pussy, rapidly reaching the point ofnoreturn.
Her lower lip quivered, her chest thrust upward as she arched her back, and all of a sudden she was stifling another scream. Bukky’s cunt clenched down HARD at the same time as the brand-new climax tore through her body.
The incredible sensations milked my cock for its creamy cum, and my balls responded to fulfill her silent request. Both barrels fired, blasting a way with heavy spurts of spunk that swiftly stuffed her snatch with steaming-hot semen.
Bukky shuddered suddenly, as if she could feel each impact deep inside her, and she couldn’t stifle a loud moan as the sensations swallowed up her sanity for just a moment.
I couldn’t control the volume of my groaning either, fireworks of pleasure lighting up my brain as I poured What felt like gallons of sperm into my big cousin’s body.
Twice more I jerked, digging my toes into the mattress to try and cram another two centimeters of cock into Bukky’s cunt as I spurted the last few times. And then I collapsed, letting her legs fall a way to the sides as I buried my forehead into the pillow beside my cousin’s head and crushed her big bosoms beneath my chest.
Bukky kissed my cheek, wrapped her arms around my neck, and raised her legs to cross her ankles behind my butt, hugging me tightly. She hummed quite happily while I continued gasping for breath, only now feeling a sense of disbelief that we’d crossed this line and actually committed incest.
But I didn’t regret it. Not one bit.
It just felt... right...Because I loved her.
No, I didn’t love her love her. I mean, I wasn’t “in love” with her or anything like that. But I loved my big cousin. I’d al way s loved her. And I al way s would.
So I told her that. “I love you, Bukky.”
Turning her head to face me, she flashed me a brilliant smile and murmured back tiredly, “I love you, too.” And then we slept.
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kweensheba:
He spanked me but left his hand where it landed. Again he smacked my little behind in its pretty nylon panties. And again. Again his hand lay softly on my bottom.
"Did you feel that?"
"No. You're mean, I haven't done anything."
"You are a lady now. You can't be letting guys see your underwear."
"Didn't feel a thing!"
"You're asking for it."
He pulled my panties down off my bottom, just to the point where they went between my legs.
He raised his hand and I squirmed on his lap, feeling something hard rising under me.
I squirmed again, not sure what I was feeling.
His hand landed with a loud slap. Another landed on the other cheek. A third spanned my cheeks and stung a little more.
"Ouch!" I said sharply.
"Oh God, I'm sorry."" he said quickly and started rubbing the redness away. "You OK?"
"Little more." I said.
He continued rubbing.
"Kiss it and make it better. That's what Mom used to do!" I teased.
"Be careful, I might just do that~
"Go ahead!" I said quietly.
I can't reach it or I would.!"
I jumped up and laid on the bed.
"Now?"
He laughed but I had him. "You're something, you know that?"
His lips felt soft and gentle and loving. He kissed little kisses all the way across my crease and I lay there in ecstasy.
"Rub a little more; it still stings, Akin."
He did as I asked. It was clear that using his name made it not only erotic, but very intimate, though I did not at that time, the true meaning of the word. I knew what the feeling was, though.
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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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