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Faintly, her mother’s warning came to her. Be careful with men, she had said. Bode’s words soon drowned her mother’s warnings.

“I really, really love you. Let me show you how to love a lady.”

She smiled. Was that not the kind of thing she wanted to hear? Was she not old enough to experience this?

Bode sat by her side and wrapped his left hand round her shoulder. “I do hereby declare that as long as I live, I will love and cherish you.”

“Are you sure?” she asked naively.

He nodded seriously. “Of course, I’m sure. I’m hundred percent sure.”

She sighed. He could see that he had hooked her. To surprise her, he held her right hand and kissed the back of the palm.

Jolts of excitement immediately ran through her body.

“I love you, Gloria,” he muttered.

“I love you too.”

Her response emboldened him. He kissed her cheek, moved to her lips and used his lips to touch them. Her heart was beating fast. This was one moment she was waiting for and she would not stop him.

Instead, her soft moans encouraged him to take further steps. His lips brushed against her and the full kiss began. He kissed her for about a couple of minutes. It was the right hand that first made the daring mood.

It rested on her bust. Specifically, it nudged on her left boob. He caressed it, making circles on the nipple.

The hand moved to the two breasts. They were full and firm. Bode found caressing them one of the most exciting things he had ever done. His hand went down to underneath the blouse she was wearing.

It moved up to the boobs. Now, he could really feel the bra and parts of her boobs. He caressed them again as gently as he could as if he must never hurt her.

He wanted more than this. He stopped his act.

“Maybe you should remove this,” he suggested, holding the edge of her blouse.

She nodded dumbly. He helped her to remove the blouse. When he saw the full boobs clad in the white bra, surge of excitement and desire ran through him.

No, Gloria was not his first love, but what he felt for her was not what he had ever felt for any female before. He resumed kissing her while his hands returned to caressing her breasts. It was as good as touching them nude.

She still made little moans which made everything thrilling. He uncapped the left boob and cuddled the big nipple.

Gloria stopped him, but only momentarily. “Let me completely remove the bra.”

Quickly, as if acting on cue, he removed the t-shirt he was wearing and showed his chest. He was glad that all he was doing with her had her acquiescence. Bode was a seeming young gentleman that would not commit lustfulness against the will or wish of his partner.

When she completely removed her bra and he saw her breasts, his eyes unconsciously popped out. Wow! These were the firmest boobs he had ever seen.

Like something very precious, his hands cupped and caressed them. Her moans goaded him on. His cock had erected fully inside his boxer and trousers. He paused to remove his trousers.

It was obvious that this gradual, subtle move would lead to real sex. Was she really prepared for this? She asked herself. Almost immediately, the answer came. It was in the affirmative.

“Wait,” she said. Using her left hand across her chest as if protecting them from being seen by an interloper, she walked to the sitting-room door to lock it.

Slowly, she returned to him.

“There’s something I must tell you,” she said importantly.

He looked at her in expectation. “What’s that?”


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She grimaced and shrugged. “For the sake of my parents, I will have to give him another chance.”

I suddenly felt jealous. “So, you’ll just leave me like that for him?”

It reminded me of our campus days. Lanre came along and won her over. Now, he was doing a similar thing.

But what was my problem? I was married, wasn’t it? If Bimpe would be returning to her husband, shouldn’t I retrace my steps and reconcile with my wife too?

“So, when are you returning to Abuja? What about your Lagos job?” I managed to ask.

“Lanre will be coming to Lagos tomorrow and will be spending about a week. He will be staying here with me. We will likely leave together. As for the N.G.O, I will request for re-transfer to Abuja.”

I nodded grimly. If everything went as she said, this would indeed be the last steamy session we would have together. That evening, I was a bit unsettled about missing her that I was a bit moody. Up to the time I left for my home, I was still feeling ‘somehow’.

Funmi still carried on in the cold, distant manner. For many days now, she only greeted me and went on as if I was a stranger in the house.

Now, with the imminent departure of Bimpe, I would have to find ways of reconciling with her.
Truly, when I called Bimpe the following afternoon, she informed me that her husband had arrived from Abuja.

It dawned on me, sadly, that indeed she was out of my reach. After closing, I went on a little shopping at the Maryland shopping plaza on my way home. I bought a perfume and a gold watch that I would give Funmi. It was my first step towards the reconciliatory move.

On getting home, my first surprise was that she was not around. The door of the flat was locked. Of course, I had my own key, but not meeting her in the house was very odd.

My curiosity was unraveled when I saw that she left a note on the center table in the living-room. The message on it read:

I’ve gone with Jessica, our daughter. You can now go ahead and have unlimited time with your mistress.
Funmi

What! How could Funmi do this? How could she leave with our daughter at this point in time? I looked at the gifts I had bought for her. Didn’t she know that I was about to turn a new leaf and continue to be the loving, dotting husband I once was?

This was terrible. It was okay to live in ‘cold war’, but her leaving me completely was unacceptable. No, she shouldn’t have done this.

I couldn’t have imagined that she would take the matter to this extent. I had to read the note again and be sure that it was written in her hand writing before I would fully admit that she had written the note. Indeed, she wrote it.

What a bad development. Bimpe was a no-go-area. How would my Funmi also become unreachable?

What kind of terrible development was this? Suddenly, the lovers of my life were becoming run-away ones. Within the last hours, so many things had changed.


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Lucky hooked up one of her legs over his shoulder and then the other. He slammed his cock into her, plunging deeper and deeper. In a short while to come she felt herself exploding.

The feeling was like a red-hot fire that started at the innermost part of her vagina before quickly spreading to the rest of her body. He gripped her hips, made some final thrusts made his release.

Rose made her vaginal walls to grip him and to make his cock of warm. Her slick fluid eased everything as his cock pulsed and pumped his load inside her.

* * *

“I’ll be expecting you in an hour’s time,” Titi said.

“Yes, mummy.”

Titi left the house. It was few minutes to twelve noon and by one o’clock, Gloria was expected to join her mother. Gloria returned to the soap opera she was watching on Telemundo.

She had become addicted to watching some soap operas which she now keenly watched.

About twenty minutes after her mother had gone, there was a knocking at the door. Gloria went to it.

“Hello, dear.” It was Bode’s voice.

“Hey, good morning. Come in.”

“Thanks.”

He entered the sitting-room and took the offered seat.

“So, how do you do?” he asked.

She shrugged. “Not bad.”

He stared briefly at the television. “It’s like you ladies like to watch this program a lot.”

She smiled. “Well, I can assure you that it’s interesting.”

“Really?”

“Of course. Just watch this episode and you’ll see that it’s true.”

Bode chuckled. “Okay, I’ll try to.”

They watched the television while he feigned being fascinated by the drama.

“Meanwhile, what can I offer you?” she asked.

“Oh, that can come later.”

“Okay.”

In another ten minutes, the soap opera ended. He sighed.

“Now, don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that,” she said.

He smiled. He did not really enjoy it, but he was not ready to displease her so he said it was interesting.

“Are you sure?” she teased.

“Sure. If I have the time, I’ll be watching it from now on.” He smiled at her. His coming around was beyond watching television.

“I’ve actually come to tell you something important,” he started.

“What could that be?”

He moved closer to her seat. “My dear Gloria, the feelings I have for you are much more than what friendship can handle.”

She looked bemused. “What do you mean?”

“What I mean is this: my feelings for you are borne out of love; nothing but pure love.”

She was silent but attentive. He could see that he was making significant impression on her.

“Gloria, what I want to give is love. What I offer is affection. I love you more than you can imagine.”

Faintly, her mother’s warning came to her. Be careful with men, she had said. Bode’s words soon drowned her mother’s warnings.


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My cock finally slid inside with all the grandeur it could muster. I did it slowly from here. It was a way of bidding my time. I wanted us to get to the new mode and adjust accordingly. Our movements once again came with involuntary moans that would be perfect for a steamy movie. I moved forward to reach to her dangling boobs. I couldn’t see much of them, but their touch and handling was very much desirable.
The sensations from my body were indescribable. Now, I stepped up the level and pushed my cock completely inside her. My groin was against her arse and my cock was deep inside her.

I could see that her body had become slippery as a result of sweats. We carried on with our act passionately, interjecting with sounds that depicted how pleasurable we found our deed.
Our trip of lust was overwhelmingly desirable. Our bodies, minds, emotions and love were in cloud seven, where exactly we wanted them to be. I raised myself slightly up and moved my hands back to the hips were I gripped them. The crescendo of our act loomed in sight. I could feel the twitching and pulsating state of my cock right inside her. I gave one grunt of peaked satisfaction as the hot fluid of my semen erupted from where it had been held.

The orgasm was most symbolic. I removed the cock to splash her bum with the sticky, whitish liquid. It was the end of another blissful trip of nothing.

Minutes later, we remained naked under the bed cover. I held her left hand and teased her fingers.

“I’m afraid this may be our last season together,” she announced.

I was surprised. “What do you mean?”

She sighed. “Lanre has met with my parents. He has seriously pleaded with them and has given the promise that he will be faithful henceforth. My parents want me to return to him.”

It was my turn to sigh. “So, what will you do?”

She grimaced and shrugged. “For the sake of my parents, I will have to give him another chance.”

I suddenly felt jealous. “So, you’ll just leave me like that for him?”

It reminded me of our campus days. Lanre came along and won her over. Now, he was doing a similar thing.
But what was my problem? I was married, wasn’t it? If Bimpe would be returning to her husband, shouldn’t I retrace my steps and reconcile with my wife too?

“So, when are you returning to Abuja? What about your Lagos job?” I managed to ask.

“Lanre will be coming to Lagos tomorrow and will be spending about a week. He will be staying here with me. We will likely leave together. As for the N.G.O, I will request for re-transfer to Abuja.”

I nodded grimly. If everything went as she said, this would indeed be the last steamy session we would have together. That evening, I was a bit unsettled about missing her that I was a bit moody. Up to the time I left for my home, I was still feeling ‘somehow’.


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The other nipple was taken between his lips. Once again, the excitement was heightened. He suckled and lightly bit on the nipple while the other one got handling attention from his fingers.
She moaned in response to his handling.

"My beautiful Rose," he muttered in sweet voice. His mouth continued to press against her breast.

“I really love you, my sweetie," he mumbled. At this very point, that was the most sensible thing for a man to say. It was also the sweetest thing a lady could hear.

“Hmn, hmn,” she responded.

At the valley between her legs, she could feel the sensitive parts of her body throbbing. Her sodden underwear rubbed against her swollen slit in a not-very-comfortable way.

Her breath came in ragged gasps. She adjusted by positioning herself such that the movement of her hips pushed the side of the hip against his swollen manhood and her wet folds against his leg. It was a kind of relief, though not a complete one.

Lucky lifted his head from her breasts and smiled briefly at her. He then ran his right fingers down her naked torso. They found their way inside her underwear to rub her slit.

Her hips were raised up to his welcome touch. Her moans came from deep within as his tongue fought against mine in another deep kiss. He started darting his tongue into her mouth with the same zeal that he was using to rub her crotch.

He intensified the thrusting of his tongue and his finger's ministrations at her nether region. That went on for several minutes. He knelt beside her on the bed and gently tugged at the waist line of her skirt and pantie.

Gently, he pulled down the skirt and the pant. Now, Rose was stark naked. Briefly, he stared at her pretty physique, from the face to the bust, the tummy, the slim waist, and bountiful hips.
Without being prodded, he removed the rest of the clothing she still had on.

Now, she too could see everything of him. She could see all of him, so to say. Her desire surged as she wanted nothing but to be between his body. His body was muscled. The broad shoulders tapered down to waist.

She could see his turgid cock rising from a strand of black hair. Under this, his sack hung heavy. While he admired her breasts and neat pussy, she admired his body built and cock; especially the latter.

He lowered himself back onto the bed beside her, drawing her into a slow but deep, hot kiss. His right hand stroked the side of her face. He moved it slowly down to the center of her body.

The trip finally rested on the top of her mound. His adventurous fingers were now so close to her genitals that she could imagine how they would really feel. He looked at her longingly; but so did she.

Now was the time for the real deal. He positioned himself on top of her, right there between her legs. First, he rubbed the tip of his cock at the opening of her vagina. Slowly, he pushed himself inside her. She moaned as his shaft slid deeper inside.

Gradually, each of his thrusts got faster and deeper. She could almost feel herself edging closer to losing control. Lucky hooked up one of her legs over his shoulder and then the other. He slammed his cock into her, plunging deeper and deeper. In a short while to come she felt herself exploding.

The feeling was like a red-hot fire that started at the innermost part of her vagina before quickly spreading to the rest of her body. He gripped her hips, made some final thrusts made his release.

Rose made her vaginal walls to grip him and to make his cock of warm. Her slick fluid eased everything as his cock pulsed and pumped his load inside her.


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