Chief Kunkushi nodded. 'Now, to business. I believe that as a seasoned journalist you know the briefings of a special assistant on mass and social media. My good friend, Alfred, who recommended you, gave a brilliant picture of your achievement as news editor of your media.'

I sighed, nodded but uttered no word.

Kunkushi studied my countenance and continued. 'I will always need good and quality advice from you. In this age, the media play a lot of significant role. The social media are becoming major players too. You will need to understudy the dynamics of these media and use them maximally to my advantages.'

I nodded as I noted the self-emphasis of the man.

Kunkushi continued: 'But, I must say this. You're also going to be my political adviser. Your boss, er former boss, says you are adept in political analysis. You need to study the political terrain more.

'Specifically, you need to study the complexities of our political system and the antics of our political opponents. You will be giving me tactics on how to successfully overcome the challenges and be ahead of my political adversaries. Even within our party, there are intrigues, bickering and high-level power play. There are booby traps I must not fall inside. That's another reason why you're here. I do not need to tell you that the politics of Nigeria is dirty and dangerous. It's survival of the fittest. Therefore, you must be up and doing.'

I nodded again. 'I promise to do my best, sir. I can assure you of quality and proactive advice from time to time.

On mass and social media, I have always believed our vibrancy can be used for national cohesion and development. I believe resources can be used to attain set goals. On political matters, I'm not a politician, but in political analyses, permutations and foresight, I will be very handy, sir, and I'll give my best.'

Kunkushi nodded in agreement. 'Yes, I expect nothing less.' He used the intercom to summon the secretary.

'Tell the Permanent Secretary I want to see her.'

I was bemused. The man could have given the secretary that message on the intercom, couldn't he?

'Yes, sir.' The woman glided out of the office.

I was thoughtful on the job at hand. I knew I had a big task ahead, but I also believed I was equal to the task.

'You will get your letter of appointment signed of course by me from the Perm Sec.' Chief Kunkushi interrupted my thoughts.

'The letter will spell out details of your responsibilities and emoluments. The Perm Sec will also give you other necessary information.'

'Thank you, sir.'

There was a rap on the door. It was opened gently. A woman in her late forties stepped inside. She was wearing a black skirt suit that fitted her well. Somehow, her pretty face had seriousness behind it.

'Good morning, sir,' she greeted and looked at the Minister in smile.

'Good morning, Ms. Alexander. Please, sit down.'

'Thank you, sir.' The woman sat down gingerly as if the seat was made of egg shells.

'Yes, let me introduce Mr. Tony Ayoola. He is my new Special Assistant on mass and social media, coming in to replace Mallam Bashir.' The Minister turned to me. 'Mr. Ayoola, meet Ms. Sola Alexander, the Perm sec.'

I bowed slightly. 'Good morning, madam. It's a pleasure to meet you.'

The woman smiled at me and offered a handshake. 'You're welcome aboard Mr. Ayoola.'

About one hour later, I was sitting comfortably in the office allotted to me. It was on the same floor with the Minister's office. I had submitted my c.v and photocopies of all my credentials to the Perm sec for documentation.

I had also received my letter of appointment. Now in my office, I perused the letter. All the terms of office were what I expected. My eyes went to the salaries and allowances.

I whistled softly to myself. The figures were more than I thought. No wonder some people were ready to involve in diabolical things for the sake of acquiring and retaining political power.






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popped open the flip top cap. I squirted some on the crack of her beautifully shaped ass. Using my free hand, I rubbed it deep inside of her crack lubing up her anus rosebud before sliding my finger inside of her. She let out a gasp, since she was not expecting me to do that.

After a couple of moments, I put in another finger causing Favor to begin erratically breathe. Without any warning, I put in my two remaining fingers leaving only my thumb outside of her ass. I moved all 4 fingers in and out rhythmically. Favor reached her first orgasm. I could feel her whole body shake and spasm. The sphincter tightened around my fingers.

I squeezed more lube out on my cock and dropped the tube onto the floor. Using my now free hand, I rubbed the lube all over my steel hard cock.

Slowly I removed my fingers from her anus. I whispered in her ear that I was now going to begin banging her.

“Oh yes, take me!” Favor breathlessly replied.

With my free hand that was just in her ass, I grabbed the base of my cock and gently pushed the head inside. I didn’t really need to be that gentle as her ass was in gape mode. I pushed my cock all the way inside until my balls were against her pussy.

I started slowly banging her. I knew she would want me to be steady and not just ‘pound away’. I kept up the in and out motion.

I felt her body tense up, her breathing very erratic, and all at once I felt wetness on my shins. Oh, my goodness, this raving beauty just squirted! I kept banging her ass.

Now, I was getting cockier by the minute. I began to pick up speed on her anal plundering. Breathlessly, Favor begged me to go deeper and harder into her.

I picked up speed and began hammering her ass with all that I could muster. In and out, in and out, over and over. My hips were in a blur going as hard and as fast as I was banging her rear hole. Much to my surprise, I felt a new amount of pussy cum hitting my shins and feet.

“Oh, my holy goodness. Emman…. ahh…. ahh…. Emman…. you Bleep my ass like no one else has ever.” Favor yelled while cumming yet again.

I leaned over her back. “Favor darling, I’m close” I whispered in her ear.

“I want you to cum in my ass. Please, please, please…cum inside my ass. Please Emman” She responded.

That’s all it took. “Oh, my goodness, I’m cumming so hard. favor feel my cum fill your ass. you feel so magnificent!” I shouted.

As we slowed down, her breathing became more regular. Her body more relaxed. It took all my remaining strength to not collapse on Favor’s back. My cock was now deflating, I stepped back withdrawing my cock from her ass.

I spun her around, stood her up, and kissed her hard. I whispered in her ear that we should probably shower and get dressed as we only have about 25 minutes left of our dinner break. I offered her to shower first. She accepted and grabbed her back pack, her clothes and shoes to head to the bathroom.

While she was in there, I messed up the bedding on two of the beds. That way, it would look like we did sleep.

CHAPTER SEVEN

I heard the shower turn off. I grabbed my back pack, my clothes, and left my shoes by the couch to put them on when I was dressed.

I heard Favor come out of the bathroom. She walked right up to me and planted a long passionate kiss. After our lips separated, I hurried into the bathroom for the fastest shower ever.

Four minutes to shower, not bad, I thought to myself. I opened the bathroom door and stepped out to dress. Favor was already dressed and waiting on me. I hurried through dressing, going out to the living room couch where I left my shoes and socks.

Once I finished and was ready, I asked Favor, “Anything we need to do before we leave?”

“Not really. Just make sure you have everything because the key card is single entrance only. Once the door closes behind us we are locked out.” She informed me.

I glanced around the room. Favor commended me for mussing up the beds to make it look legitimate that we slept.




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efeteb:
Please I just want to verify if you are the same person as Tony Kan that use to write for one of these magazine thos days: Better lover, Hints and Heart

I remember the guy has very Big nose.

. No, not the same guy.

I breathed in deeply. “Well I certainly am now. But fantasizing about Uchechi is one thing. We’re friends and all, but if something happened and things got awkward and our friendship got ruined ... I’d get over it. But I wouldn’t get over you. You’re my dearest. My feelings for you are just so much stronger and more important to me than my feelings for Sam. YOU’RE so much more important to me than Sam.”

Christy smiled at that. “Good.”

“I don’t want to risk screwing things up between us. Do you?”

“No, of course not.”

“Then don’t push me on this, alright? I...” I took a deep breath and gave her a serious look. “I love you, dearest. You mean the world to me, but ... not in that way. You’re my little sister, and I can’t sexualize you. and to be honest, to hear that you’ve been sexualizing me ... It’s kinda freaking me out.”

“Really?”

“It’s kinda weird, actually.”

“No-no-no-no, please don’t be weirded out.”

I took a deep breath. “I’m trying not to. It’s just ... I thought things were cool between us. We’ve grown up together. We hang out all the time. I know Precious’s your bestie and I’ve spent most of the last five years playing video games with Chidinma, but I share my entire life with you and I really had no idea you were ... like... masturbating to thoughts of me.”

“They’re just random thoughts.” She waved dismissively. “I really don’t want you weirded out about it. I’m sorry. Can we please just forget I ever said anything?”

I shrugged helplessly. “I dunno. Those fantasies you told me are gonna be kinda hard to forget.”

“Then do it as a favor to me, your dearest. Maybe fantasies should just be left as what they are: fantasies. Everybody’s entitled to a little fantasy, right?”

“Of course, of course.” I took a deep breath and calmed myself.

“I just really want to make sure I haven’t screwed up my relationship with you. You’re my Mike as much as I’m your dearest. We can’t afford to get awkward around each other just because you know I’ve masturbated to thoughts about you.”

“I know. I just need to wrap my head around it a bit.” I paused, collected myself, and then gave her a reassuring smile. “I mean when I really think about it, it’s actually quite flattering. I’d like to think ALL of the girls have masturbated to thoughts about me.”

Christy nodded. “Oh they have. They’ve all told me about some of their fantasies. It’s just part of ... Well ... Let’s just say the Pretty-Young-Things has a unique social dynamic.”

I grinned. “I’ll say.”

“So we’re good? No awkward feelings?”

I nodded. “We’re good.” With that, I opened my arms.

Holding back tears of relief, Christy ran and launched herself into my hug.

In the morning, the Pretty-Young-Things girls didn’t waste any time coming to get the first-hand scoop about what really happened between me and Helen last night.

It started with Chidinma. She was waiting for me and Christy at the parking lot and came over to us as soon as we stepped onto the curb. Literally, the first words out of her mouth were, “Is it true that you turned down Helen because you were saving yourself for the Pretty-Young-Things?”



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As we rode the staircase up, Favor explained that I should keep close tabs on Rachael. She’s hardworking, dependable, keeps her mouth shut, and most of all….is fun in bed.

Yes, she shocked me.

“Tonight, we will visit some places and I will introduce you into some key women you need to take care of from time to time. These women are important to your financial success with this company. You see, if a client’s hotel plans crap out and you provide them alternate upscale accommodations, you could easily get a tip somewhere between 5 and 10 grand! This is the reason, it is very important you keep in close contact with those who I introduce you to tonight. Got it?” Favor explained.

“Absolutely! However, what is an associate?”

Favor chuckled and said, “A chummy friend.”

The bell rang for our floor.

“7th floor…. power tools, lingerie, and me!” Favor said with a cheesy grin.

We left the staircase. I only saw 4 doors on this floor. ‘Nice’, I thought to myself.

We went to our left to door 7A-2. Favor inserted the key card and opened the door.

When I stepped inside, I was stunned. Never in my entire life had I seen such lavish luxury.

“Don’t get too excited, this is not the best that they have. This suite ‘only’ goes for N250000 a night. The penthouse floor above us, only has two suites to the floor and they each go for N250,000 a night” Favor told me seeing me flabbergasted.

Favor flipped the door closed behind us. Before I even had the opportunity to set my back pack down, Favor had her arms around me, kissing me passionately. I dropped my back pack where I stood. I put my arms around her and pulled her in tight. I could feel those wonderful breasts push against my chest.

As I was kissing her, I began unbuttoning her blouse. With some deftness, I got her blouse unbuttoned and pulled it off her working on her bra next.

Favor whispered in my ear, “I’ve thought about you all night.”

My cock was hard waiting for Favor. She knew it too. Her hand began tracing the outline of my manhood through my trousers.

I kept kissing her, working my way from her lips to her neck. I licked from her collarbone back up to her ears. I nibbled on her earlobe once again. I worked my way around to the back of her neck, wrapping my arms around the front of her.

I kept kissing her neck. I let my hands gently caress her beautiful EE chest. I pinched her nipples all the while I was rubbing my hard cock in her ass crack. I was still wearing my trousers. Favor reached behind her and unbuckled my belt, unclasped my trousers, unzipped me and pushed my trousers and my boxers down.

I stopped playing with her wonderful chest for a moment to take her trousers and undies off.

She took my hand and walked me over to this huge bank of windows. She hit the button and opened the drapes. The view was utterly beautiful. You could see across the city all the way to the water’s edge. I was stunned to say the least.

Favor, bent over at the waist, offering me her ass.

I asked, “Are you sure?” as I wanted to be sure she wanted ass sex and not to just do it ‘doggy style’.

Favor whispered back, “Yes my dear. Only a few select people have been allowed. Please take me, but be gentle at first until you’re all the way in.”

I was worried about what to use for lubrication. I stopped for just a moment and went over to my back pack where I reached inside and pulled out a small tube of lubricant. I hustled back to a waiting Favor.

She saw the lube and smiled. She was rubbing her delicious wanton pussy the few moments I was gone. I took those wet fingers and put them in my mouth and sucked them clean. She tasted wonderful.

I popped open the flip top cap. I squirted some on the crack of her beautifully shaped ass. Using my free hand, I rubbed it deep inside of her crack lubing up her anus rosebud before sliding my finger inside of her. She let out a gasp, since she was not expecting me to do that.




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Thankfully, there was no serious traffic hold-up. Lagos had one of the worst traffic in the world, but today was different.

I got to the local wing of the airport several minutes before my flight. I went to Freshline airline office to buy my one-way ticket to Abuja. I then went to the Departure lounge and awaited when the announcement of my flight would be made.

About fifteen minutes to the take-off time, the announcement came that the prospective passengers on my flight should proceed to the tarmac. I joined the other passengers and proceeded to where the plane was waiting. The flight was smooth.

By six fifty p.m. I disembarked from the plane at its destination. I took one of the green cabs from the airport to Sashi district. There was a modest hotel there. I knew I still had to keep a low profile for now. I then called Fransisca to intimate her of my safe arrival in the city.

Tuesday morning, as early as seven o 'clock, I was already dressed for office.

My grey suit was well fitted and I looked ready for serious business. I looked and smelled good. Clutching my brief case, I left the hotel room to take a cab to the central district, where most of the ministries had their head offices.

The right wing of the expansive building complex of Block C was where the honorable Minister of Public Communications had his office. The secretary welcomed me with a smile as soon as I introduced myself.

'You're already on the appointment list,' she said and motioned me to a seat.

'Your appointment says nine o'clock. You're a bit early.'

I nodded as I checked my watch. It was just about twenty minutes past eight o' clock. I shrugged as I took my seat to await the Minister. The man did not come until ten o clock. By them, more than six people were waiting to see him.

It was obvious the man was not eager to attend to me. I was only called in after he had attended to four of his visitors. Finally, I breathed in sigh of relief when I was called inside the Minister's very expansive and comfortable office.

The man looked up from where he sat majestically. 'Mr. Tony Ayoola? It's a pleasure to meet you.' There was a warm handshake.

'The pleasure is mine, sir,' I said and bowed slightly. The man asked me to take a seat.

'Thank you, sir.' I sank into one of the luxurious, well-padded seats.

I stared straight into the eyes of the man and studied me. The Minister, Chief John Kunkushi, as he loved to be addressed, was a man of the world. He was a career politician who had long ago jettisoned his original profession which was architecture.

He was slightly taller than the average height but had a robust stature and rotund stomach. His dark, stern face portrayed that he was a man who would not take nonsense from anybody. However, I soon discovered that the man had a friendly disposition.

'How was your flight?' he asked.

I smiled slightly. ‘It was smooth, sir. I arrived yesterday evening.'

'Really?' He was genuinely looked surprised. 'That meant you lodged in a hotel, right?' He paused as I nodded. 'You should have called me that yesterday. There's a guest house you could have lodged in. It is that guess house you will stay pending the time you will get your official residence.'

The man went on to ask about my family and when I planned to bring them to Abuja. I answered that they were all fine and I preferred that they should remain in Lagos where they were for now.

Chief Kunkushi nodded. 'Now, to business. I believe that as a seasoned journalist you know the briefings of a special assistant on mass and social media. My good friend, Alfred, who recommended you, gave a brilliant picture of your achievement as news editor of your media.'




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