FREDRICK, CAN YOU FUCK ME?...

Fredrick and I has always been this sex craved couples. We could fuck till night fall and then fuck till dawn with just 20 minutes Intervals. I liked the body pain afterwards, it made me feel special, and the traces left on my body like he was trying to mark his territory. We have been married for 2 years now and were both  blessed with a son , "my little guardian angel" I nick named him, he was such a beauty.

Deji was just 5 months old when I started noticing the constant  drench in between my legs, the doctor was right about being sex craved after delivering. Fredrick and I enjoyed a very spontaneous sex life before I became pregnant. We could fuck virtually anywhere, in the kitchen, on top of the dinner table, in the bathroom and even in the garage, we were animals. Now I spend 60 percent of my day thinking about Fredrick dick and the other 40 percent was about breast feeding Deji which of course left wet patches on my underwear.

Birthing Deji was a gift but I had to lose a lot too, Fredrick doesn't put me to sleep with his Dick anymore  ,I had  to sleep countless nights without having that dick buried in me , I tried giving him signals but he was indifferent, I did exercises to keep in shape so I could parade myself half naked but still no response, he was completely numb.

Numerous thoughts ran through my head, was he doing this just because he didn't want any issues because of my complicated child birth or was he no longer interested in my body.

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" Fredrick, can you fuck me?" I was blunt now, I didn't have time seducing him anymore or trying to get an eye of attention, I just wanted his dick. He looked shocked, he stared at me for some time probably not expecting those words. My head was bent down and I couldn't look him in the eye, this was the very first time I verbally asked him for sex . He stared too long, i regretted ever making that move.  Suddenly he said  " Austin and I are planning on buying a car today, it's about time I start going "   , got up from the bed and walked out of the bed room.   I felt  lost, I managed to hold back the tears that seemed to have already fallen, Deji cried all afternoon, like he felt his mummy's pain.

I decided not to discuss anything that was sex related with Fredrick. I was hurt and decided to ignore the throbbing in between my legs, by the next week my pussy was drooling and calling for a dick so Most times  Deji was fast asleep and my husband was at work I would bury my fingers so deep in my drenched pussy, spreading my legs as far as it could go fingering hell out of my cunt.

On Saturday evening , Fredrick called me to come meet him up at a fancy restaurant , I insisted that I couldn't leave little Deji alone but he persuaded me to take one of  my breast milk pumped in a feeding bottle from the fridge and drop him with my mother before coming . I reluctantly dressed Deji up , put on my make up and wore the sexiest  gown I had, it was red, short and quite exposing but still appropriate,I had no underwear on, when I was done dressing up I stared at myself through the mirror with an ominous smile on my face.

I quickly dropped Deji at my mother's house while managing to keep up to time, I was 30 minutes late already . The journey made things worse but eventually I arrived at the restaurant, parked my car and went in. There he was sitting elegantly on table four, he even had it reserved for us.
"sorry I was late" I blurted out while sitting down, he just smiled stretched and kissed me on my forehead. " since when did he care?" I thought still acknowledging the fact that I haven't forgiven him just yet. Maybe he wanted to make up for his losses knowing that he treated me badly.  "Did he behave?" obviously referring to our son "y-yess...quite unexpectedly " I responded (well he wasn't the only one who needed to behave around here) "we haven't gone out for quite some time now so I thought we could hang out tonight " he said offering me the most mischievous smile I had ever seen,  " guess what else we haven't also been doing lately " I thought again angrily but smiled back. We ate and talked about everything  except sex ,30 minutes later we went into my car and drove off ,he arrived the restaurant with a public transport.

I sat on the drivers sit still wondering why he insisted I drive , he was oddly quiet ,not the usual Fredrick , we drove for 5 minutes and still no talk, he was stealing glances at my thighs which was greatly exposed due to my short gown. An evil smile stretched my lips. " he would pay for making me suffer " I thought , I deliberately spread my legs wider ,torturing him more, he swallowed hard and glanced at me. " honey are we going to pick up Deji or should we leave him to spend the night over there?" I said breaking the long silence, " em-mm y-yesss let's pick him up" he stuttered, I smiled even more and changed directions . He took up his phone and and went on typing , I didn't really pay attention I was busy staring at his cock that was rock hard underneath his trousers and how obvious it was. He dropped his phone glanced at my thighs one more time and eventually placed his left hand on it. I slightly jumped still trying to concentrate on the road, I checked the time on my dashboard and it was already 9;01pm we were going to get home pretty late. He leaned over and buried his face in my neck licking and sucking while squeezing my thighs, My vision was getting blur as the heat in between my legs increased . I shrugged  " stop it I'm driving " , I was certainly going to make him pay .

Luckily  for me we were close to my mother's house when he suddenly told me to park the car, his voice sounded hoarse and his eyes were glued to my thighs, his voice screamed out desperation, I ignored his words and kept on driving when all of a sudden he rushed me like a beast , this time eating hungrily on my neck and squeezing my tits through my clothes ,lucky for us I was close to the junction that led to my mother's house and there no car was behind us, I found it extremely difficult to drive and eventually parked the car beside the bush that led to the junction . He turned off the head and interior lights because the dim lights in the street were bright enough, we didn't want to attract any attention. We kissed like savagers eating their first meal after a long period of hunger, all thoughts of revenge flew away, I found my way to his trousers and squeezed his hard dick trying to get it out, he let out a groan adjusted his sit and told me to get on top of him. He tore my gown down to my navel level and I wonder what I was gonna wear to pick up Deji,  I took off his jacket and ripped off the buttons on his shirt and dived at his bare chest licking any flesh I could find, he unhooked my bra from behind and threw it to the back set, he dived at my left breast sucking hard on my nipples while searching for my love hole under my gown,he let out a groan and bit harder on my nipples when he found out I had no underwear on. I gave space to unzip his trousers and managed to take the monstrous cock out, I lifted up my gown to my hips and gently eased his Dick into my soaking wet pussy. No need to suck it, his cock was already so hard that I feared it might tear me apart as well as feel extremely good. I started riding his Dick trying to create a rhythm. Fredrick was busy sucking milky hell out of my nipples, his face was so drenched that i wonder who needed the breast milk more, father or son?.

 We were in the front seat of the car fucking our souls out,I knew the car was obviously bouncing and my continuous loud groans could be heard by a passer by but still didn't care, I've missed this cock for too long...

A direct light flashed into the car, someone pointed a touch light directly at us, it looked like they were more than one , I jumped off Fredrick and managed to pull down my gown while hurriedly getting back on the drivers sit. They were directly opposite our car, they could be vigilantes I thought ,we were in deep shit!, I turned to look at Fredrick who had a worried face and noticed that he also had kept his Dick back where it  belonged. They came to the driver's window and knocked on the glass. Fredrick told me to stay in the car that they looked like vigilantes and he opened his door and came out. Immediately they saw Fredrick they pointed a gun at him then I realized they weren't vigilantes, they were armed robbers!. They ordered me out of the car or they would shoot at my husband. Cold ran  down my spine, my hands were shaking and I was almost crying ,There was no way we could call for help now. I came out of the car ,they were three in number.  all these while I forgot that I was half naked and my torn gown barely covered my breast, they all had masks on.

The tallest one who looked well built walked towards me, I staggered backwards obviously scared to death . His hand gripped my arm, and he looked down staring at my hard nipples, he used his other hand to cup my right tit and squeezed it hard, I squirmed and closed my eyes. " please take anything you want just don't touch her abeg! " Fredrick shouted from behind, I wished he hadn't because the gun was replaced by a slap on his head by the chubby masked man who held him down.

I stood there my eyes closed shot, I couldn't bare watch another man touch me except my husband, he turned around and threw his gun to the third man who stood observing the environment all these while, he tore off what was left of my gown and stared at my naked body, the only thing I had on was my heels. He laughed and the others laughed with him, " omo the chick make sense o"  the chubby one said, I froze, I suddenly wished I could turn ugly.

He began to squeeze my two nipples simultaneously ,my breath was getting heavy,  he squeezed harder and a soft moan escaped my lips and immediately I bit on my lips, he looked at me and smiled.

I hated myself,  I couldn't help the moans, they kept coming out, his fingers knew exactly what to do on my nipples. He pushed his face to mine kissing me hard and out of anger I bit his lips and tried to run when he held me to himself and and placed me on top of the car, I was expecting a slap or the sound of a gun shot but what I got was a smile from him , a very wry smile that soaked my pussy. he took an handkerchief from his pocket and gaged me so my screams wouldn't be heard. I closed my legs so tight trying not to give him any more ideas, my husband wiggled so much that they had to gag him also and tie him up.

After they rendered Fredrick  completely helpless to the situation. The quiet one dropped his guns and walked towards the car, he attempted to spread my legs but was stopped by the leader who still had a smile on his face  " I'll teach you to respect your elders " he said to me, pulled me up and bent me over the car bonnet, I tried to wiggle free but he pressed my head against the bonnet , was I going to be fucked from behind by this thugs?, I thought In horror, I wasn't going to let this bastard fuck me I rather be shot,

 "Smack!" was the next thing I heard from behind me ."smack!" I realized by the second time that he was spanking me Fredrick was squirming and mumbling something  inaudible from behind but the cloth tied around his mouth frustrated him.

Feelings like electric shock ran down my body with every smack and this electric shock stopped at my clit which made me squirm , but anytime I tried to break free from his clutches he would squeeze my buttocks and  spank my ass cheeks harder. By this time my juice was visibly running down my legs, I bit on my lips to suppress my moans, I begged my pussy not to pour out any more juice  but instead I heard  "scorpion this chick likes it o" the quiet one finally spoke.   "Scorpion!"  that was the name of my first assaulter.

He turned me around and placed me facing him on the car "pleaseee" I mumbled through the handkerchief stuffed in my mouth after he made an attempt to spread my legs, I knew what was going to happen, i knew I was gonna be taught a lesson and a hard one, I could see the helplessness and anger in my husband's eyes, he was going to watch his wife be fucked by the leader of a set of armed robbers and maybe the rest of the crew could also join in the action . After many attempts to keep my legs closed my efforts were eventually subdued, my legs were now as open as an express way. Scorpion drove a finger deep inside my betraying pussy, brought it out and looked at it, my love hole juice was running down his finger, he licked it off and smiled, i stared at a big birth mark on his wrist.  I closed my eyes and I knew he was enjoying me suffer, he took his time in allowing every nerve in my body betray me, I wondered why he took his time as if I was his lover.....

Then I heard the sound of a belt fall to the ground, I opened my eyes and saw his pecker pointing straight at my pussy, it was big ,no it was huge and I feared it might leave some marks. I started squirming but was held down by the quiet short one, the third chubby robber had brought out his cock and was already stroking it gently. My eyes widened more with every inch of Scorpion dick that was buried inside my hole. Soon he had every inch of his 8-inch monster in me, a tear ran down my eyes, I turned and looked at tied up Fredrick he looked blank. Scorpion pounded the living day lights out of my pussy, " arghhhhh hmmmm" he growled, he was using me ,i was at his mercy now, he took my left tit into his mouth and sucked hard on it while using his hand to support himself . I could feel it building, I was going to cum, scorpion sensed it and increased his pace going deeper and faster ..  I couldn't hold it any longer, I closed my eyes and began pushing my pussy towards his Dick allowing him to pound harder. I was growling through the cloth tied around my mouth, all thoughts of my husband and infidelity disappeared. I felt someone loose the cloth tied to my mouth and next thing I felt was something poking my lips,I opened my eyes and my mouth only to let the quiet one dick slide in.  I shamelessly sucked him hard, taking as much as possible into my wet mouth, soon I was bobbing on it, I placed my hands on his balls and squeezed it allowing more of his pecker into my mouth, I raised it and took his balls into my mouth sucking it hard. The three of us were growling and moaning like animals, the only reason anyone wouldn't see us was because the car was packed at the side of a bush close to the junction a little far from the street lights but reflected enough for us to see.

I sucked his Dick like my life depended on it, I sucked until he poured cum in my mouth and I swallowed everything and licked him clean. I was amazed at how long scorpion had been fucking me, my juice were dripping on the car bonnet, my pussy started convulsing, I was cuming "oh god! Oh god! Oh godddd!" I screamed, he held me down because I was shaking terribly, this was the first time I was cuming in months,my hair was messed up after sucking a dick,  I was sweating, my pussy was squirting and I was drooling ."arghhhhh shit! shit! shittt!" scorpion growled and brought out his Dick spilling hot cum on my Tommy, I shamelessly took some to my mouth and licked it.

I fell on my back and closed my eyes feeling wasted, then suddenly , the chubby robber picked me up and carried me to the front door pushing me against it, my nipples were pressed against the cold window which sent cold down my spine. He bent me over slightly and spread my legs, I felt his Dick pushing against me from behind instead of pushing him away I spread my legs wider giving him more access. Soon we were fucking like animals, my juice were dripping on the floor and some were running down my legs to the back of my knee. " yesss...like that! Fuck me, fuck me pleaseee " I was encouraging him to go faster, he picked up his pace " you like that?! I'll fuck you sore!" he said growling in my ear, he slightly bit my shoulders and licked the back of my neck, the rest two were cheering him to fuck me good. They came towards us and the short quiet one began spanking me while scorpion kissed me passionately. This was the perfect time for my husband to act because the guns were closer to him but there he was sitting on the floor watching me get fucked, I strained my eyes and saw that not only was his watching but he was also rock hard!, was he enjoying this? Was he enjoying his wife Getting fucked by three different men he didn't know?.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!". Pain mixed with raw pleasure was flowing through my every vein,my body tensed up, I was going to cum for the second time, " you want my hot cum deep in your soaking pussy?!  He asked and spanked me hard. "fuckkk y-yess" I shouted, as juice poured out of my pussy, he slammed into me one more time and offloaded his seeds in me. I wanted to slip off the door but was held up by scorpion who had a grin on his face . I felt wasted, I was bathed with cum, the quite one walked towards my husband and untied him ,  I thought it was all over when he suddenly said "fuck her" pointing at me, my eyes widened, I was still panting from the previous fuck. They wanted my husband fuck me while they watched, Fredrick was reluctant when the chubby one took up a gun and pointed it at me, " fuck her or I shoot her ". My hobby walked towards me shaking, they wasted so much time, what was the time now?, why didn't anyone walk pass?, I thought angry at the universe but somehow grateful, I haven't fucked like this in a very long time besides who said I wasn't enjoying all this secretly. I couldn't look at Fredrick eyes, I was ashamed, he unzipped  his trousers and turned me facing him " fuck her like her life depends on it because it does " scorpion said, that bastard was always smiling. Fredrick forcefully yanked my legs and placed it on his waist, found my pussy and eased his Dick into it. He held unto the car above my head and started slamming his Dick into me, I was panting and gasping, he fucked with force to the extent the car was moving, I couldn't feel my pussy, I tried looking into his eyes to ask why but what I saw was pure lust, my Fredrick was gone. He turned me to face the robbers and bent me over, we were positioned doggy, he fucked me from behind, my tits were bouncing due to the force he used, he reached out under me squeezing them hard. My pussy was convulsing, I could feel his dick twitching inside of me, we were both going to cum " you like this bitch?!, you like it?! " he knew I was a sucker for dirty talking. I squirmed under him, I knew I would pass out if I didn't stop so I allowed my poor pussy to rest . " arghhhhh " he groaned and came deep in me. He fell back against the car tire drained and we were all there for 5 seconds watching not saying a word. Scorpion had put on his trousers along side with the rest ,he ordered us back into the car and we drove away, not going to my mother's house but home now.

Fredrick was driving, I reached into the back seat took his jacket and put them on. All through the drive we were both quiet, he had this mischievous smile on his face, I pretended not to notice, I pretended to be hurt by the previous encounter, I placed my head on the window deliberately forcing tears out of my eyes. " don't worry its going to be ok we would report this " he said rubbing my shoulders. Why did he fuck me like that? , why did he sit there watching?, why was he trying to hide this smile on his face?,those questions ran through my mind...

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Two weeks later, my husband's best friend Austin came over to have dinner with us along with his wife, I was done eating and had to retire to the kitchen, " Ha! Our wife your food was sweet o" he said holding the plates from the dinner table " you didn't have to bring it yourself " I said smiling referring to the plates in his hand . He stretched the plate towards me smiling ,he was always the smiling type. I looked down and saw the same birthmark on scorpion's wrist now on my husband best friends wrist, I fainted.

***The End ***

OFFICE SUPPORT (PART 4)

 
With the end of sexual inhibition, the joy of hot, raw and primal sex can only be incredible. Chidi still continues ravaging his beautiful wife ass as they approaches the climax of a lifetime and as an instructor, Jide can only be proud of his students... would this end pleasantly well or become an ultimate disaster?

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The feeling of Chidi's dick fucking hard into her ass felt more incredible than she could have ever imagined! She reached down and touched her clitoris. "Oh...my..." Ijeoma tried to be loud, but the intense sensations inside her were taking her breath away. She could only moan in her extreme joy. Rarely did their normal sex bring her to orgasm. She didn't know for sure why, but their normal, not-so-exciting way of making love just didn't seem to turn her on.

But as she made contact with her pussy, her ass being pounded by Chidi, a delicious sensation immediately swept over Ijeoma that she'd never experienced before. She rubbed harder; matching the stimulation of her clit to the pounding she was receiving, moaning quietly, but as loud as she could moan, a climax beginning to explode deep in her belly.

Jide was lost in the moment, listening to the two lovers discover each other's long-hidden desires. He masturbated quietly as he checked in with Ijeoma one more time. "I can tell you're enjoying it, Ijeoma. The pain has been replaced with intense pleasure, hasn't it? You're an amazing woman to do this for your man, but you know you're really doing it for you. You've done an incredible thing for both of you. I don't know what else I can offer."

"Come for me," she said.

The words were music to Chidi's ears, as he was well on his way to orgasm.

"Are you ready?" both men asked at the same time.

"Yes, come for me, right now," she begged, resuming her boobs-down position and laying the side of her face on the bed. Her moans increased in volume and frequency as she thought of the two men shooting their cum for her—one discharging into the air and all over himself, and the other into her ass. It was the hottest thing she'd ever had happen to her, and her orgasm rushed to the surface in a surge at the thought of it. Her hand excitedly rubbed her clit as her climax began deep inside.

It was an orgasm unlike any she'd ever felt before, like her usual peak was now merely a land on the way to a much higher pinnacle, hidden from view normally, now only discoverable by the less travelled anal sex. Her oppressed moans suddenly gained volume to orgasmic screams as the beautiful rush of her libido overwhelmed her entire body, inside and out. The feeling was electric! She felt different, dirty, slutty, beautiful—and loved.

Chidi could feel Ijeoma's sporadic climax through the walls of her rectum, and readily released his cum into her slippery ass, moaning as loud as Ijeoma was, and pumpingspray after creamy spray of his semen into her virgin hole.

"I'm coming for you, Ijeoma! I'm coming," Ijeoma heard Jide say in her ear as she felt the thrill of Chidi's ejaculation in her sensitive rectum.

Jide tried to scream his orgasm for Ijeoma's benefit. "Wow!" he let out, finally releasing several goo of cum onto his belly, stroking out his dick with the couple's voices moaning in his ear.

Chidi's thrusting slowed in sync with Ijeoma's manual stimulation, until they were at last holding still, except for their heaving chests as they caught their breath. Ijeoma could hear Jide breathing in her ear, just as labored as hers and Chidi's. The three were silent for a couple of minutes while they recovered from what would be one of the most memorable sexual encounters they would ever experience.

At last Chidi very slowly pulled out of Ijeoma and lay down on the bed next to her, kissing her gently. It felt good to kiss her lovingly after the fucking he had just given her. Sex would never be the same for them again, their shynesscrushed out of existence by their bold taking of each other in seemingly reckless abandon. Chidi would never know the gift his wife gave him tonight was lovingly wrapped by another man, her sex coach, his advocate. It didn't matter. The loving future that lay ahead of them was theirs alone.

"I love you," Chidi said to her, beginning to doze off to sleep.

"I love you," she said, her arms wrapped around him.

Jide felt like a proud lecturer who had just handed two students their degree. "Tell Chidi I love him too," said Jide with a chuckle. He ended the call and flung the phone on his bed, smiling to himself.

*The end*

OFFICE SUPPORT (PART 3)

He reached out and touched her back, rubbing it casually before letting his hand slip down to her soft butt cheeks, caressing them both gently. He never would dare to put his hands between her cheeks; that was left to fantasy. But tonight he was inspired. Tonight his sweet, young wife was giving him head, and he was going to feel her up while she did it.

An electric charge shot through Ijeoma's body as she felt Chidi's fingers coolly slip into her ass cheek, brushing the soft, light hair inside and almost slowly grazing her anus. His hand wandered back out onto her fleshy hips, as though it had never happened. God, she hoped he would do it again!

Chidi couldn't resist the dark thrill he got from feeling his wife's ass. He casually slipped his fingers in again, as though it were no big deal, this time getting a full feel of her anus on his fingertips.

Ijeoma moaned her approval as she continued sucking him. Chidi slipped his hand into her crevice further, feeling her swollen pussy with his fingers while at the same time rubbing her butthole with his thumb. It was a guilty thrill that could have carried him into the next month, but he wasn't done.

His libido was pumped to the max. His wife had her mouth full of his dick; and he was going to taste her pussy. Gently tugging on her thigh, ChididragIjeoma gently to move herself closer to him.

That pull was the sweetest gesture Ijeoma had ever felt in her life! He was into it. It was the green light to go ahead and mount him in the most evil, dirty and slutty way possible. She anticipated the feeling of his tongue slipping inside her, like a tired runner anticipates a drink of water. To be sure it was what Chidi wanted, she timidly flipped one leg over his chest, but went no further.

Chidi eyed her spread pussy and felt the inside of her thigh, warm and moist. Pulling on her thigh one more time, he pulledIjeoma the rest of the way onto his chest. Her ass was spread wide, her pussy spread out on his bare chest. Without speaking, he gently pushed her backward, helping her step backwards on her knees until her cute little asshole was visible between her spread cheeks.

Ijeomabent over her husband, hungrily sucking down the head of his dick, enjoying the pre-cum that was now steadily oozing from him. In her wildly bent over position, her ass was just an inch away from Chidi's face—a very strange sensation for her indeed. The moment of truth was upon her: Would Chidiyield to this lewd act, or would he have a dislike to having her ass so close to his face, like she always assumed he would?

Chidi answered that question by bringing his lips to her tender pussy and kissing her labia majora. It's warm aroma wrapped itself around his heart, trembling inside his chest while the dark iron gate of his shynesswas pushed open with each caress of his wife's soft mouth on his dick. His tongue pushed in, seemingly on its own, and he quickly opened his whole mouth to her pussy, pulling on her hips to bring her even closer to him. His first taste of Ijeoma's sweet pussy lit a fire inside him he had never known, guiding him to lick the thick juice that had gathered just inside, enjoying its salty goo as it trickled down his throat. He felt like he was in an erotic dream, licking the pussy of his wife's twin, the evil twin that did naughty things with him. This couldn't be his Ijeoma!

Sooner or later he was going to have to acknowledge that it wasn't just her sweet pussy that was near his face. He had tried to be decent about it—or at least as decent as one could be while performing cunnilingus—but he could ignore it no longer. Her anus was just an inch from his nose, summoning him to know it better. If Ijeoma was going to think ill of him for what he was about to do, so be it. He had to do this.

Ijeoma's eyes suddenly opened wide at the sensation of Chidi's nose pressing into her ass, the sound of deep breathing filling the room. Chidi made no attempt to hide the fact that he was determinedly inhaling her feminine scent. Even though Ijeoma was just out of the shower, the faint, sweaty, barely lingering trace of her ass combined with the pussy scent oozing from her vagina to form a faultlessblend of erotic spice. Chidi lost the last of his shyness and buried his face into her, nosing into her vagina, swinging his face up and down her slippery canal, coating himself in her delicious honey, tasting, smelling, moaning, sucking, and experiencing her dark side as deep as he could go. He had never been so turned on in his life!

Jide had kept quiet, listening to the sounds of Ijeoma's lips on a hard dick, waiting for a sign that they were progressing down their prescribed path. A moan from Ijeoma, followed by a high-pitched scream told him that her vagina was once again being stimulated. Her voice was like a violin tune caressing his ear. He closed his eyes and stroked his dick, keeping mute, allowing the two lovers to progress naturally for a while.

Ijeoma moaned into her headset as Chidi's tongue rapidly slipped in and out of her pussy. She sat back onto his face even further, choking him with her weight, enjoying the dark feeling of pushing her ass onto his nose.

"You two are so hot, Ijeoma! I love to listen to you while he makes love to you with his tongue. You know sex will never be the same for you now. Chidi has discovered the dirty side of his beautiful little bride, and he's going to need more."

Ijeoma moaned louder for both men, all self-consciousness thrown out the window. She was in the middle of the most erotic moment of her life. All options were on the table; she would do anything to satisfy Chidi at that point.

"Do you like that baby?" she asked.

"Mm hmm" came Chidi's soft response.

"Do you like how I taste?"

Chidigroan loud into her pussy, signaling his delight. Dirty sex, now improved with dirty talking was perfection. He couldn't get enough of her! He didn't know how this encounter became so unbelievably erotic, but he was thankful Ijeoma had led him down this path. His sweet and modest wife had become damn sexy right before his eyes.

"How do I taste?" she asked eagerly.

"Like an angel," he said, pulling his mouth from her pussy long enough to answer.

The raw sex had been going on for so long that they both were feeling a need for some loving. Ijeoma pulled away from him and turned around. Chidi got up to his knees to meet her. They kissed gently, tasting each other and themselves.

"I love you," she said to him before slipping her tongue deep into his mouth. She kissed him, rubbing her face on the wetness that had accumulated on his, tasting her own juice, pushing her desire beyond what she had thought were the limits.

It was as though they were just beginning tofuck. They kissed excitedly, their loving thirst for each other finding its most delightfulheight with the naughty taste of their wanton lust in their mouths.

But the kissing only reminded Ijeoma that they had stopped their real lovemaking. She needed him inside her, right now.

Ijeoma abruptly turned around and bent her upper body down onto the bed, forcing her round ass in the air in front of Chidi, her swollen pussymotioning him for re-entry. Chidi quickly got behind her and slipped his dripping dick into her saliva-coated pussy, immediately fucking her rapidly. The slapping sound from flesh hitting flesh filled the room.

Ijeoma's bouncing moans from getting pounded by her husband hintedJide that they had abandoned blowjobs and were fucking again. He stroked himself as he listened to the beautiful sex sounds.

"Ijeoma, what position are you in? Are you doing mish?" There was no answer, only her continued loud moaning. "Did you get on top again?" Still he heard no response. Jide desperately hoped for an affirmative answer to his next question. He took a shaky breath and asked, "Is he behind you?"

"Mmmm hmmm"

Jide moaned softly into the phone. They had moved on without his assistance. He listened to Ijeoma's heavy breathing with renewed interest, picturing her on her knees, boobspressed into the mattress, her bouncy ass high in the air, Chidi smoothly fucking her sweetpussy.

Ijeoma was much more audible now than she had been when they first started, clearly free of shyness. She had come such a long way in a short time! It was obvious these two had it in them; they just needed a little persuading to allow their deep lustful desires to find the surface.

But, there was one act they had yet to do. It was dirty beyond what either of them had experienced thus far. He doubted the likelihood they would go through with it, even in their heightened arousal. But he had to try. There was no better time than right this second.

"Ijeoma, I have one more suggestion for you. You have to be in the right mood, so if you don't want to, I won't pressure you. Do you know what the final erotic boundary for your husband is? Do you know what his deepest, most secret and guilty desire is? It might be the same as yours. It's to bury his dick in your sweet fleshy ass. He's secretly fantasized about it many times. You know he's never tried it with you because he would never want to harm his fragile bride. But he'll do it at a moment's notice if you give him the green light. Do you want to try?" He prepared to wait on the certain silence that would signify a negative answer.

"Mmmm hmmm," Ijeomacraftily declared.

Jide couldn't believe his ears. "Oh, Ijeoma! You're going to make two men very happy!"

Ijeoma wasn't sure about what she was getting into. She hoped she could do it, and she hoped Chidi could too. She was really wet and responsive back there and felt like she could take it. She wanted it. She wanted to feel Chidi's dick stretch her ass to get inside, to feel his cockdig into her, knowing it would be the tightest fuck he ever had!

"Here's how you get started. Take it slow. Reach back and finger your ass. Tease yourself a little and let him watch you."

Ijeoma's ass was sticking out in full view of Chidi, who hadn't taken his eyes off it since they began their current position. Her anus was pretty and dark red, displayed in her current position, slightly opening from the stress of sticking so far out. Chidi watched Ijeoma's hand reach around to her ass and, to his delight, begin rubbing her little anus. She let all her fingertips come in contact with it, spreading her cheeks still wider, as though she were trying to turn it inside out.

"Oh, Ijeoma!" Chidi exclaimed so loudly that Jide could clearly hear him. Chidi had been concentrating on holding off his orgasm while fucking Ijeoma in that sacred position, and was succeeding until she started touching her butt. He had to stop thrusting to keep from Cumming. Staying inside her, he watched her tease her tight hole with her middle finger, rubbing it in a circle and pushing gently, slightly spreading the anus to get her fingertip in. She reached down and scraped some liquid off his dick, still buried in her wet vagina, and spread it across her anus, lubing it up immediately and inviting her finger to push in.

Into the first knuckle she went and stroked gently. She rolled up some more pussy juice on the side of her finger and slipped it in again, this time to the second knuckle. She moaned lightly at the new sensation. She was already feeling more confident in her ability to take Chidi's dick. But she wasn't ready yet, and Jide knew it.

"Chidi stopped to watch you finger yourself abi? There's just no bigger turn on than watching a pretty girl do that to herself! On to the next step, Ijeoma. You need to get two fingers in there. It might hurt a little at first, so soak it up good."

Ijeoma gently pushed Chidi out of her, jerking his dick as it came out and taking as much slippery wetness as she could gather into her palm. Spreading it all between her cheeks, she immediately dipped her middle and ring fingers into her anus, almost to the second knuckle. Ijeoma sighed loudly. It did hurt a little. She pressed on, twisting her fingers slowly in and out several times, getting used to the sensation, and gradually opening up her tight hole. The stretching pain stopped her fingers half way before she pulled them out and thrust them in again. Over and over she fucked her ass, her fingers slowly gaining further entrance with each push. Soon her two fingers were all the way in.

Chidi tried to understand what could possibly be driving Ijeoma to do something so provocative as fingering her ass right in front of him, but he didn't need to understand. All he really wanted to know was what her ass felt like from the inside. He dipped two fingers into her vagina and scooped the wetness up to her butthole.

Ijeoma removed her fingers and Chidi immediately replaced them with his own. He went slowly, since his fingers were bigger than Ijeoma's. Her rectum was silky smooth and wet as an aroused vagina.

"Oh gawd, baby!" she exclaimed. "Finger my ass good, okay?"

"Good boy, Chidi," said Jide. "I think he's onboard, Ijeoma! Talk him up, baby; be his dirty little slut. This is the hottest thing that's ever happened to him."

"You like fingering my ass, don't you, baby?" she asked her husband.

"Uh huh," he grunted.

"Push your fingers all the way in. Yeah, easy, baby, all the way. Do you like how it feels inside?"

"Uh huh." Chidi was so turned on he could barely express himself.

"Is there anything else you'd like to put in there?" she asked sweetly, her voice very high.

"Uh huh." Chidi attempted to push two fingers in all the way to the last knuckle. Ijeoma breathed in and moaned uncomfortably. He withdrew and attempted again, slower. He was reading her, letting her guide him. Their nonverbal communication was at an all-time exciting level, and Chidi was starting to feel what she felt. He felt like a skilled lover!

He continued fucking her with his fingers, watching her little anus gradually loosen up. He spread his fingers slightly, stimulating a moan from Ijeoma—a moan of pleasure, not of pain. Chidi let a drop of spit fall from his lips into her ass, mixing with the juices already inside, continuing the wet stroking. He couldn't believe what they were about to do!

"I'm ready for you, baby. Are you ready to fuck my ass?"

"Oh god, baby! I can't believe we're going to do this!" Chidi exclaimed. "I love you so much!"

"I love you too, baby! Go easy on me, okay?"

Jide was feverishly stroking himself, listening to their exchange. "Oh my god, you ‘shildren’ are adorable!" He stopped stroking to get serious for a moment. "Now listen, Ijeoma. The key for you is to relax. Let every muscle in your body go lifeless, inside and out. Allow yourself to be taken over completely. Tell him again to go easy, and relax!"

Chidibent his erection down to her waiting hole, now wet and bright red and slightly open from being fucked by their fingers. He touched the tip to her anus. "Take it slow," she repeated.

Ijeoma lay her head on her side and let her body go limp, concentrating on the feeling of Chidi's harddick touching her ass. She felt the pressure of Chidi's first attempt at insertion, the head only starting to push in. She immediately anticipated the sensation. She could still hear Jide's advice echoing in her head, and did her best to allow her body to go weak. She had complete trust that Chidi wouldn't hurt her; she just needed to convince her lower half of that.

Chidi watched her anus tighten up as he attempted insertion, and then watched it relax again. He put a hand on her back and rubbed gently to comfort her while he positioned himself for another attempt. This time Ijeoma maintained her loose and relaxed state, allowing Chidi to get half his head in and out several times, using the extreme slipperiness to their advantage, not getting in any hurry. Seeing he wasn't hurting her, he pushed further, now getting nearly all the head of his penis inside.

Ijeoma concentrated on letting Chidi into her, giving all the control to him. Her mouth was involuntarily open, her voice making high pitched whimper at feeling the fine line between discomfort and extreme pleasure.

"You're doing so well, Ijeoma! Very soon you'll have all of his love inside you. Can you take it all?"

"Mmmm hmm," she answered Jide, which Chidi took as the green light to go further. As he watched the length of his dick finally disappear inside, Ijeoma took in a loud breath, surprising both men. "Yee!" she said. His cock felt much bigger than two fingers! Chidi slid in slightly further. "Yee!" she repeated. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before, crossing the doorway from pain to pleasure—a doorway she never knew existed.

She was ready to take it all. She leaned back into him, pushing herself onto his dick and burying it to the full. She screamed in a high-pitched moan that almost sounded tearful. But there were no tears, only pleasure.

Chidi partially withdrew and gently thrust all the way in again, disbelieving that he was finally inside. When he had woken up that morning he barely knew what his wife looked like back in her dark butthole, let alone how she tasted or what she felt like inside. Now he was fucking her sexy ass like an experienced lover. He went slow and easy at first, waiting on Ijeoma to adjust to the strange new sensations she was experiencing.

Ijeoma remained with her head on the bed, whimpering quietly as Chidi stroked her slowly. She was waiting for him to increase his speed, but he wasn't. "You can do it faster, baby," she finally said.

Chidi fucked into her harder, not quite pounding into her yet, but enjoying rapid stimulation. It was the tightest fuck he'd ever had! Her hole was smooth and slippery inside, the view was absolute sexy perfection, Ijeoma's curvy ass spread wide to take him in.

She was perfect. He loved his Ijeoma before, but now there was another side to her he never knew existed—a side that completed her as the most wonderful lover any man could ever hope to have—a person with whom he could indulge his darkest desires, and gladly give in return hers. He was free to be himself, just free. He loved her sexy perfection!

Ijeoma was ready to get pounded and got up on all fours so she could rock against her husband, beginning the sweet music of body slapping. She pushed back in rhythm with his thrusting, forcing him deep into her—deeper than he would have thought okay—so that the wide base of his dick stretched her ass just a little more with every hard insertion.

Chidiabsorbed on the gentle and smooth sound of Ijeoma's condensing pussy-saliva lube mixture slowly getting used up. He was starting to feel some friction and followed his instinct to correct that. He pulled out of her and briefly gazed at his wife's beautiful ass, once pure and untouched, now wet and trembling, waiting on him to satisfy his deepest desires with it. He anxiously bent down to meet her ass with his mouth, dragging his tongue between her labia and scooping as much thick moisture he could find up to her anus. Flattening his tongue against her ass, he delivered the precious liquid, now mixed with his own saliva, preparing her for another insertion.

As he positioned himself behind her, gazing down at her shiny-wet red hole between her cheeks, ready to once again take him in, he realized with absolute certainty that he was the luckiest man on earth. The side of his sweet Ijeoma that he'd unconsciously hoped for was finally revealing itself to both of them. She was the very definition of a wonderful lover. He bent his harddick back down to her ass and let it painlessly slip back inside; resuming their loving fucking like they had never stopped.

---To Be Continued---

OFFICE SUPPORT (PART 2)

Chidi was dutifully cleaning up the kitchen while Ijeoma was showering. He couldn't stop thinking about being with her tonight. He actually got a semi-erection as he imagined making love to her, prompting him to put down the plates and adjust. Even though he was alone, he still felt embarrassed. He leaned back against the counter and closed his eyes, thinking of Ijeoma's naked body, imagining of being on top of her, inside her. Just then he heard the water shut off in the shower. She was done.

A wild idea crept into Chidi's heart. What if he went and just took her, right now, fresh and naked out of the shower? It would be unnatural to do it during the day; lovemaking was meant for bedtime. But bedtime seemed like an eternity away! He decided he would be natural and do it—right after he finished the kitchen.

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Ijeoma stepped out of the shower and toweled off her long, black hair, never taking her eyes off her pretty new pussy. She had just grabbed her tube of moisturizing cream when she heard her phone ring. It was still in the pocket of her skirt in the laundry basket. She almost ignored the call, but saw her tiny Bluetooth headset resting near mirror. Ijeoma turned it on and put it in her ear.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Ijeoma, its Jide." He sounded a little distraught. "Did you remember to re-enable the security system today after finally getting accounts back online?"

"Of course."

Jide exhaled a sigh of relief. "Okay, I can sleep tonight. For a minute there I had visions of hackers plundering our portfolios and offering up my head on a plate to senior management. I'm sorry to have bothered you; I hope you weren't busy."

"Nope, just out of the shower," she replied.

"Oh?" said Jide, his tone audibly more enthralled. "So you're...naked?"

"That's how I usually take showers," she responded. Ijeoma couldn't resist the sarcasm.

"What do you look like?" he asked.

"Like an elephant," she bemoaned.

Jide laughed. "Women," he said. "Why do you always look at your body through such hypercritical eyes? Try to see yourself as a man sees you. An elephant is definitely not the word that comes to my mind. Look at your breasts in the mirror. You know they're amazing, don't you? Tell me what your husband sees." He waited for a response, but there was only awkward silence.

After a long pause, Ijeoma finally spoke. "Right now, baby?" Jide thought for a moment how to reply. It was an odd thing for her to say to him. Then Ijeoma spoke again. "Wait, can I—Chidi, I need to—" There was another long pause before Ijeoma sighed.

Jide spoke cautiously. "Ijeoma, I hope I didn't—" He was interrupted by the sounds of lips kissing. Jide wasn't sure what was going on. He had thought she was alone, but her husband was obviously there. Jide immediately felt a little guilty being so bold with the sex talk over the phone while she was at home with her husband. Sometimes his libido overshadowed his boundaries. His first impulse was to hang up, but he listened a while longer. They were smooching. He could hear the lip smacking and both of them breathing heavy through their noses. Jide's heart leapt into his chest as it dawned on him what they were doing. He was listening to the sounds of foreplay. But, why wasn't Ijeoma hanging up the phone?

He listened for awhile longer and considered whether he should say anything to Ijeoma. Rustling sounds from the room, which he deduced was the sound of Chidi's clothes coming off as they kissed their way into the bedroom, filled Jide's earpiece. More kissing followed, then a moan from Ijeoma.

"Oh my god," Jide said absentmindedly into the phone as he listened. A soft thud told him Ijeoma had landed onto the bed, still on the phone. "You must be wearing that your small Bluetooth headset!" he declared, as if he had just solved the riddle of the week. He figured Ijeoma was so taken by surprise by Chidi that she did not even have time to remove her Bluetooth earpiece. Chidi probably didn't even know she was on the phone, since it would have been hidden in her long, dark hair.

Ijeoma lay naked on her back, watching her husband take off his boxer. She was pleasantly surprised at the naturalness of Chidi's initiation, but would have liked about ten seconds' warning to end the call with Jide. She was trying to decide whether to hang up on him. If she removed the headset now, it might seem a little strange to Chidi that she had it on while naked, right out of the shower, and even stranger, hadn't removed it until now. On the other hand, what was the harm in leaving it on? Ijeoma fittingly decided not to do anything about it.

Chidi climbed onto the bed, his eyes on her pubic hair, which looked different than the last time he saw her. "Did you shave yourself down there?"

Ijeoma nodded. She didn't know what Chidi would think. "Is it okay?" she asked, watching his eyes.

"You look so different..." He studied her for awhile as a pleasurable, almost guilty chill flowed through his body.

"Oh, Ijeoma!" said Jide softly. "Did you do that just now? Holy Moses, that is so hot!"

Chidi got on his knees and bend under her thighs, pausing to admire his wife's pretty little porn star pussy. He ran his hand through her now-reduced hair and smiled at Ijeoma. She eyed him intently, hoping for his approval. She had never done anything like that before. She was dripping wet inside, aching for her husband's touch. He let a thumb touch between her labia, liberating some moisture waiting just inside. Ijeoma closed her eyes at the blessed contact. "You're ready right now, aren't you?" he said, rubbing his slippery fingers together.

"I'm really horny," she confessed.

"That makes two of us," Chidi replied, ignoring the fact that he had never heard that word from his wife's lips before.

"That makes three of us," remarked Jide. He didn't know if he should press his luck on having the privilege to listen in on a married couple's lovemaking, but then again, she had kept him on this long, maybe she wanted him to hear. What an amazing delight that would be! Still, he needed to hear it from Ijeoma. He was intruding and meddling if she didn't want him on the phone, and it was possible she couldn't hang up. Mustering tremendous self-discipline, Jide decided to get Ijeoma's clear permission. "I know you can't talk directly to me, but I need to know if this is okay, Ijeoma. Do you want me to hang up? Clear your throat or something if you do."

Jide waited for a response, but there was only kissing.

Chidi pressed his body against Ijeoma's breasts, allowing most of his weight to settle onto her. He kissed her deeply as he got up on his hands, positioning his cock between her swollen labia majora.

Jide needed one more confirmation from her before he could fully commit to this voyeuristic adventure. "Do you want me to stay on the phone with you?"

Ijeoma inhaled a quick audible breath as Chidi pushed his dick into her creamy pussy. She had been longing to be filled all day, and feeling her husband's hard dick slip into her with one long, smooth motion was taking her breath away both physically and emotionally. Hearing Jide's voice in her ear while her husband was inside her was making her feel sexy on a whole new level—and a little dirty, like she was doing something that nice girls don't do, slutty behavior that was secretly manifesting itself as a warm, delicious tickle deep inside her tummy. "Mm hmm," Jide heard her say in his ear, affirming her intentions and giving him the green light to listen in.

Jide rubbed his trousers in his short. "In that case, I'm going to get as comfortable as you two." He went to his bedroom and unfastened his trousers with one hand, wiggling them off and freeing his dick through the fly in his boxers. Jide stroked himself a while, listening to the kissing going on in his ear. He hated to put the phone down, not wanting to miss a second of this call, but he did briefly so he could strip the rest of his clothes off. Grabbing the phone, he crashed on the bed, naked. "I'm so hard listening to you," he said to Ijeoma. "He's inside you right now, isn't he?"

Ijeoma couldn't believe what she was doing! She had just told a man he could listen in while she had sex with her husband. It wasn't cheating, but it felt strangely similar. She reached up and confirmed that her hair was safely concealing the dishonest device in her ear. Her heart trembled with guilty pleasure at knowing two men were hot for her right now. She certainly had not planned for this practical threesome, but now that it was happening, she felt sexier than a cheerleader in a men's locker room.

Chidi drove his firm hips into his wife more forcefully than usual, his knees buried into the soft mattress. He was turned on like he hadn't felt in a long time. Her trimmed pussy hair was an unexpected treat, making her look not only loveable, but totally sexy. He didn't think Ijeoma would have ever thought of doing that.

She put her hands on his ass, probably the naughtiest thing she would normally do to him, and helped him keep the loving pace while kissing his neck. Ijeoma raised her legs up and spread them wide for her husband, letting the slutty impulses that were budding inside her blossom.

Jide was trying to picture what they looked like, and what position they were in. He figured it was their usual missionary position. This would be even hotter, he thought to himself, if they would try a new position. Suddenly a light went on in his head. What if he made a suggestion to Ijeoma? Maybe it would spice things up for her. A little encouragement might be just what she needed. He decided to give it a shot. Jide could hear Chidi breathing and figured he had better speak softly, so as not to be overheard. "Ijeoma, are you two doing mishion?"

"Mm hmm," she said, timing her answer again to coincide with the lovemaking and not raising suspicion from her husband.

"Mmm, I bet your little trimmed pussy is so wet! This could be your greatest night of lovemaking. I have a suggestion for you that might start you on a memorable ride. I want you to do something. You two need to roll over so you can be on top. Chidi wants to feel your sweet, round boobs with his hands while you rock your hips on his hard dick. Can you do that for him? Come on, Ijeoma, ride him like a cowgirl!"

Hearing Jide talk dirty to her while her husband fucked her was just about the most erotic thing Ijeoma had ever experienced. It was like a vanilla ice-cream suddenly got sprinkled with chocolate crisp. Her senses were charged and her normally passivebehaviour was being squeezed and pushed aside by a new, powerful inclination to please.

She pushed Chidi away by the hips and sat up. "Lie down," she gently ordered.

Jide could hardly contain his excitement at hearing Ijeoma follow his suggestion!

Chidi, a little startled at Ijeoma's sudden authority, was more than happy to please. He lay on his back, grabbing a pillow to put under his head. He lustfully watched Ijeoma's naked body climb on top of him, her creamy tummy looking so inviting. He felt her up as she got herself into position. Her breasts were soft and ample, more than a handful, and her soft tummy gave just a little at his touch. Ijeoma's skin was silky soft and creamy chocolate and was just now feeling smooth and dry after her shower.

Chidi rubbed her hips and up her sides and then onto her breasts as Ijeoma settled her weight onto his hard dick. The wetness of her pussy had become the main attraction, surpassing even the trimmed hair. She felt even tighter to Chidi as he glided back into her swollen pussy.

Ijeoma sat up straight on Chidi, her hips rocking rhythmically on his hard dick. This was a rare position for them. Chidi never asked her to change positions, and Ijeoma normally lacked the courage to suggest it. Both of them could feel the excitement building, as though an obstacle they normally had trouble clearing was safely behind them. Chidi began to thrust in rhythm with Ijeoma's rocking, his hands cupping her sweet boobs. Ijeoma traced the outline of Chidi's muscular chest with her finger, keeping her eyes on his, her expression intense. Silence was the normal mode for them once their lovemaking had reached cruising altitude, but Ijeoma was in the mood to talk, not only to further their erotic encounter, but also to keep Jide in the know.

"I've been wet for you all day," she said.

"You were thinking about me today?" Chidi asked.

"Thinking about making love to you."

Chidi smiled. Ijeoma leaned down to kiss him. She bit softly on his earlobe with her teeth before uttering in his ear, too softly for Jide to hear, "I love you."

"I love you too," Chidi responded. Jide did hear that.

"Awwww, you kids are so sweet! Now is the time to take it to the next level, Ijeoma. He loves you, but he'll love you even more after you do this."

Ijeoma gazed into Chidi's eyes, part of her wanting to be alone with him, the other part anxiously awaiting what her "teacher" would say next. And what he said next stunned her with erotic desire that would have weakened her knees if she wasn't already on them.

"Remember what we talked about at lunch today? Now is your opportunity to show him how sexy you are. Take him to a new world of lustful desire. Pull off him and have a taste of his wet dick. I promise it will be the sexiest portion you've ever had in your mouth. Mmmm, Ijeoma! I know your juices are running down his dick right now. Let him see you lick it up for him!"

He didn't need to say any more; she was ready taste their love. She only hoped Chidi would take it the same way she would offer it—a lustful gesture to enhance her undying love for him. She sharply pulled off of Chidi's long dick. Chidi's expression went from pleasure to puzzled—and then to surprise as Ijeoma made her way down to his glistening dick. She watched his eyes intently, unable to predict his reaction. Ijeoma got into a comfortable position between Chidi's legs and brought her mouth slowly to his dick, never losing eye contact. His surprised expression melted to sinful lust as Ijeoma's lips touched his dripping dick.

She had a first taste, just her lips on the head, her tongue slipping out to meet the shaft. The salty-sweet nectar erupted on her tongue and lured her further onto him. He was very slippery, the shiny coating peeling off onto her lips and collecting in a drop on her chin. The barely noticeable smell of her pussy tickled her nostrils, teasing her desire to its most dizzying heights. Ijeoma closed her eyes and opened her throat, taking the fleshy dick as deep into her as she could tolerate, moving up and down on it once or twice before she had to release it with a deep breath.

She stroked his soaked dick with her hand as she looked up at him again. Chidi's mouth was wide open, revealing his own erotic desires at having such a unexpected thing done to him by his sweet Ijeoma. He swallowed once and resumed his open-mouthed stare; still disbelieving what she was doing, secretly hoping she would continue.

Ijeoma took it in again, allowing the delicious, wet sounds of blowjob to fill the room—and her headset.

"Oh, gawd, Ijeoma! You're doing him right, I can tell! You're an amazing woman to do this for your man. Right now he's watching your pretty little lips gulp up your sexy juices. Make sure you look him in the eyes. He loves you, baby."

Chidi did in fact realize an affection he never knew he had for his wife. He could never bring himself to ask Ijeoma to do such a thing to him, let alone expect her to do it well. He lustfully watched his standing dick that had just been inside Ijeoma's drenched pussy, disappear inside her throat. He was so captivated by the feeling of Ijeoma's soft throat that he thrust into her, fucking her mouth like she was a little whore.

Ijeoma gagged at having his big dick rammed down her throat, but recovered quickly. "I'm okay," she breathlessly said to both men before lustfully taking the dick into her throat again. Chidi felt like such a fool for doing that to her, and wanted to apologize, but the stimulation took over his thoughts again, and he found himself almost thrusting into her as before.

"There's one more special thing a woman can do for her man with her mouth that is impossible for him to do to himself. I have a feeling Chidi has never experienced this before, Ijeoma, so you must do this!"

Ijeoma was intrigued at Jide's mysterious instructions. She licked Chidi's long dick and awaited her orders.

"Put his balls in your mouth. Suck them gently while you stroke his rod. He won't believe such a sensation even existed!"

Ijeoma immediately complied, moving quickly down a little further and licking his scrotum with her tongue. She sucked his testicles in gently, first one, then the other, caressing the thick, rough skin with her tongue, spitting them out and sucking them in again, all the while stroking him, just like Jide said.

Chidi took a stunned breath as his balls found their way inside Ijeoma's mouth for the first time. "Oh my gawd!" he exclaimed. "Oh my gawd!" he repeated, his mouth wide open. He breathed in audibly again. "Oh—oh—" he stammered. "Oh, fuck, Ijeoma!"

Jide burst out laughing, absolutely overjoyed at the sexual masterpiece he was conducting. "I think our boy learned a new word!"

Waves of tickling ecstasy pounded through Chidi's body with each brush of Ijeoma's tongue on his balls. He was having trouble expressing what he was feeling right that second—how her mouth was the most divine thing he had ever come in contact with, how her pretty face between his legs looked like the sweetest, most beautiful angel mankind had ever witnessed. She was expressing her love for him in the strangest way he could have imagined, and it felt perfect!

She was going way beyond their normal comfort zone, stepping into strange waters, taking risks for his pleasure and expecting no return. She was pleasing her lover in creative ways that he never knew she had in her. He didn't know what she would want from him, but he felt appreciative and mesmerized at the thought of returning the favor.

Jide had a pretty good idea what was going on in Chidi's male mind, and wanted to keep Ijeoma ahead of him, like the wonderful lover she was becoming. "Alright, Ijeoma, it's your turn, baby. Now is your opportunity to see how dirty Chidi really likes to get. Are you ready to get yours? Keep your lips on his cock, but turn around and throw a leg over his chest. Let him experience up close what's between those cute fleshy butt cheeks of yours. 69 is a magical number, honey!"

Ijeoma listened intently to her instructions while she rolled her tongue and lips on Chidi's dick. She moved from between his legs to alongside him, and continued to suck his dick, but she was unwilling to spread her legs across his chest. She just couldn't do it. This was going further than she thought they could handle. She was willing to dirty up herself in service to her husband, but to push herself in his face and expect him get even dirtier was too much. She couldn't bear the thought of Chidi suddenly getting turned off by her nastiness.

She lay on her side, sucking her husband's dick with continued wildness, her naked back toward him. She desperately wanted to feel Chidi's tongue between her legs, but she couldn't bring herself to force him. Maybe Jide was right, but she wasn't going to risk anything to prove it. Besides, she was greatly enjoying pleasuring her husband with her mouth, and that was good enough.

Unable to see his beautiful wife's face, Chidi eyed her fleshy naked ass as it lay in full view. Ijeoma had taken the privilege of putting the sexiest parts of his body in her mouth, but he had yet to seize the same opportunity. For four years, he had been afraid to suggest that he might enjoy something as bad as putting his mouth on Ijeoma's warm pussy. It was just something that a decent girl like her wouldn't want.

---To Be Continued---

OFFICE SUPPORT (PART 1)

Hey guys trust you guys had an amazing weekend. Am dropping another series, this series was inspired by someone special to me. I do hope you guys enjoy..

What's the matter? Can't you find the hole?" Ijeoma teased Jide from the office across the hall. He folded up a piece of paper and made another attempt at her wastepaper basket. He missed again by about an inch. It was almost afternoon and Jide was enjoying watching his pretty, busty co-worker tidy up her office before going to lunch.

Ijeoma bent over to reach the lowest drawer in her file cabinet and Jide slowly crushed another piece of paper, watching the stretchy fabric of her skirt gradually rise up the back of her thighs as she searched through the file drawer. He took aim and launched another shot, this time hitting Ijeoma's ass, right between her round cheeks.

"I found that one," he commented, proud of his achievement from a range of nearly fifteen feet.

"I don't know how you could miss that; it's a very big target," she said, belittling her slightly fleshy ass. She was in her late twenties and had a little more back there than she used to.

"No, it's just right," he said, intently watching her ass change shape as she stood back up.

"I bet you say that to all the female workers here."

In fact, Jide flirted with a number of women on their office floor, but Ijeoma was the most fun—probably because she could dish it back to him as if she were the office filth. Jide knew better, though. He knew the real Ijeoma. He had been the one that got her to come out of her shell when she joined the company as an intern, shy and quiet. They became good friends, although a little naughty in their attitude towards one another, despite the fact that Ijeoma was married and Jide was in a serious relationship.

Their boss had taken the day off and there was always a different mood in the office when he was gone. The phones were quiet that morning and Ijeoma and Jide had taken their casual flirting a little further than usual, playing, as mice do, while the cat was away. Some of their playful chitchat was getting personal, dipping into the subject of their sex lives at home.

Ijeoma was happily married to Chidi, going on their third year, but she had recently begun getting a little anxious about their life in the bedroom. Sex was okay, but it wasn't knocking her brains off. She didn't feel comfortable talking truthfully with Chidi about it; it just wasn't normal conversation for them.

Chidi was from a very strict Christian family, who barely acknowledged the existence of sex, let alone discussed it openly. Suppressing that carnal instinct was all he knew before he met Ijeoma. He was still a virgin on their wedding night.

Ijeoma was not so immaculate, but was by no means a whore. She had had a few boyfriends, but only one or two long-term relationships. Her limited sexual experiences before marriage seemed to fade away after marrying Chidi, burying themselves under the safe and comfortable boundary of conventional marital intercourse.

Chidi seem contented with doing things the same way they always had, reluctant to try anything new or risky. They made love in the missionary position almost exclusively, and Ijeoma could predict his orgasm almost accurately.

Never in a million years would she have thought she'd be telling details like this to a colleague, let alone a male one, but Jide had a way of getting her to open up about very private things—probably because he was so helpful and vulnerable when it came to talking about his own sex life. He made the topic seem natural, even fun. She was thankful she had aweirdo as Jide as a friend to confide in, but she would never tell her husband about the things she and Jide talked about, or the mostly innocent flirting that went on in the office. She knew it would never go beyond flirting.

It wasn't in Ijeoma's nature to cheat on her husband; she had never cheated on anyone. Neither had she ever really been much of a flirt. Ijeoma was what most would refer to as a "good girl." But flirting and talking sex with Jide was athrilling guilty pleasure. It wasn't cheating as much as it was pretending to cheat, but it felt so good! Sometimes she would play Jide's sex games; sometimes she ignored him. Today she was in the mood to play.

"Where are you going for lunch?" Jide asked her.

“Just the staff cafeteria today."

"Me too," he said.

"Want to join me?" she asked.

"Sure; I'm always yours," he said with a cunningchuckle.

"I'm talking food here o," Ijeoma corrected, even though she knew he was unserious.

"Oh, fine, we can eat I guess," he said with feigned gloominess.

                                                                                 ***

They sat down at a two-person table in a corner of the cafeteria, neither of them wanting to chat with the others. The sexual tension was intensified today and Ijeoma decided to take advantage of the opportunity to ask Jide some seriously personal questions. There were things she always wanted to know about what men thought of sex, but had never had achance to ask. She had never talked so freely with anyone before she and Jide became friends. She felt like she could bring up any bizarre subject and he would talk truthfully.

"Can I ask you a very private question?" she asked, getting him ready.

Jide's expression grew excited. "Only if it involves somebody being nude."

Ijeoma took a bite of her meat pie and just let it right out. "Do you like to masturbate a lot?"

Jide had just taken a bite of his own meat pie, and immediately wished he had waited until after she asked her question. He nearly choked trying to swallow.

Taking a gulp of his juice, he finally recovered enough to speak. "Yes, you?" he said in response, as though she had just asked him something as boring as whether he had charged his phone.

"Well, I'm a lady," she evaded.

"Yeah, I know," he said with lustful eyes.

"What I mean is, is it something men do all the time or just like every few weeks?"

"Oh! Well, it depends."

"So, how often do you do it?" she pressed.

"Seventy times a day, baby! I'm a sexual engine!"

Ijeoma continued to look at him, unmoved, waiting on a real answer.

"Okay, honestly? It depends on how much my girlfriend is around. A couple times a week. Maybe more if something turns me on."

"Like what?"

"Like a sexy colleague with a curvy ass and tight skirts."

Ijeoma gave abright, but wicked smile. "You think about me when you wank, abi?"

"I will tonight for sure. Unless Lolacum early." He laughed at his unintended pun. "Cum," he repeated with a giggle.

"You had better not think about other women when you're making love to that nice girl o!" she scolded.

"No!" Jide implored. "Well, it depends on what you were wearing that day."

"Stop joor!" she called softly with a smile. "So, what is Lola's favorite thing to do?"

"Now, we're talking!" Jide yelled, sitting up in his seat and getting more comfortable. He leaned in to speak, and lowered his voice. "I think, but I'm not too sure, that she might really like anal."

Ijeoma's eyes grew wide as she covered her mouth. "You guys do anal?"

"We have a couple times. She seemed to really enjoy it. I can't believe we didn't try it until now."

"Oh my goodness! How does it feels like?" This wasn't a question she had thought of asking before, but now Ijeoma really needed to know.

"Oh, it's such a terrific turn-on stabbing your dick in a tight place that wasn't meant for that."

"Yeah, sorry; I can't relate," she remarkedmatter-of-factly. "I mean what's it like for her?"

Jide wasn't exactly sure. "I know it kind of hurt and it took a while to get it in. But once we got going, oh man was she into it!"

"Did she ask you to, or did you just do it?"

Jide thought for a moment, reviving their first time in his head. He spoke gently, just above a whisper. "I was hitting her from behind and pulled out for a break. Before I put it back in, I just started casually rubbing my dick between her ass cheeks. Pretty soon I was like trying...little thrusts at her ass, but with no real penetration. She didn't complain, so I kept going, fingering her a little between efforts at insertion."

It was awkward, imagining it was her ass getting sampled. Just listening to Jide recall the encounter was getting her aroused. She cleared her throat, which had gone dry. "She was okay with you doing things like that to her?"

"She didn't tell me to stop. I think she was as interested as I was. She bent over a little more for me, but didn't say anything, so I kind of took it like she was enjoying it. I poked and played with her ass some more and after a while I managed to squeeze the head inside. Before I knew it, she was moaning for me to push it all the way in."

Ijeoma swallowed hard as she squeezed her thighs together, feeling the first bit of wetness in her panties that had started to emerge from listening to Jide talk sex. She couldn't imagine Chidi ever trying something like that with her. "You're a bad boy, Jide."

"You never know, baby," he said seductively

"So what else do you guys like to do?" Now she was addictedto this new drug of honest sex talk, and needed more.

Jide looked up for a moment, considering what would be the next most erotic thing he could make known to his beautiful friend. "Well, we both like oral, giving and receiving."

"You like to give it to her?" she asked, a little unbelieving.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know; I don't think Chidi does."

"Is he gay?"

"No, it's just that—"

"Then he likes it. Trust me."

"But, he never does it," she said a glint of sadness.

"Do you ever ask him to?"

"Well, we're not like that," she explained. "Sex isn't something we openly talk about; it just happens."

"You ‘shildren’ need to get over being so bottled-up. Loosen up! Have some fun and communicate!"

Ijeoma smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

Now Jide had a question for her. "Do you ever go down on him?" he asked.

Ijeoma gave anawkward grin. "Sometimes. Not very often. I don't think he enjoys it much."

"Well, then that's your fault."

Ijeoma frowned at him.

"Seriously, it's not just about putting it in your mouth and sucking away like a lollipop. You have to learn how to take that thing deep, stroke it with your wet throat like you're making love to it."

"I know how to suck a dick," she counteredcalmly.

"Hmmm, look me in the eyes when you say that!"

Ijeoma ignored his tease. "It's just that we seem to avoid doing anything...dirty," she explained. "Like, we only make love; we don't ever ‘have sex’.'"

"Ah, we want to dirty our tidy lovemaking with a little extracurricular activity?" he summed up.

Ijeoma glanced to her left once to reassure herself that nobody was listening. She nodded slightly with a guilty smile on her face.

Jide sighed and reached down and attempted to secretly adjust his trousers to relieve the pressure from his growing erection.

"What are you...doing there, oga?" Ijeoma asked, glancing down and then back at him with a smirk.

"Just looking for my hanky," he lied. "My advice to you is to let him know you can sometimes be a dirty girl." He looked around and lowered his voice. "Start by pulling off of him during sex and having a taste of his tool, dripping wet with your juices. I can say this with absolute certainty: We men love that! And I mean that with a capital L-O-V-E."

Ijeoma frowned at the suggestion.

"Oh, come on!" he pleaded. "You don't really think it's uncultured, do you?"

A smile crept onto Ijeoma's face. "Am I not supposed to?"

Jide grinned at his beautiful colleague. "Ah, I can see it in your eyes, baby! Let go of those hitches. Pretend like you're a porn star when you're fucking him. Be his little slut in bed. He'll start doing things that you never expected."

"Yeah, like asking me what I did with his sweet, innocent Ijeoma. I couldn't bear to annoy him, Jide."

He shook his head and smiled. "You're not listening to your old pal, Jide. He's waiting for you to find your inner slut. Put sweet innocent Ijeoma on the shelf for a while."

Ijeoma smiled uncomfortably at her drink while she stirred her straw. Jide didn't feel like he really convinced her, but it sure had been a fun conversation. Their discussion turned to more pressing issues that needed attended to that afternoon.

The rest of their day was busy answering calls for help from the government bond investors, who suffered a low investment yield at the worst time of the day, but Ijeoma's mind never wandered far from sex. After the morning flirting and the sexually charged lunch with Jide, her libido was boosted.

She found herself daydreaming of seducing her husband, surprising him with a little slutty behavior, undressing seductively in front of him after work, or grabbing his crotch at their hello kiss. Unfortunately, every fantasy ended with Chidigetting annoyed at her abnormal behavior, suppressing her back into good-girl mode.

While she daydreamed away, her work problems weren't fixing themselves. Ijeoma needed to get her mind in gear if she was going to go home before midnight. She pulled out her phone and relieved some tension by sending a message to Chidi, "I luv you." She put her phone away and got down to business. Despite her distractions, Ijeoma managed to answer few phone calls by six o'clock.

The wetness in her panties continued, even when she drove home, prompting Ijeoma to remove them at a red light to get some relief from the uncomfortable dampness. But the thought of not wearing any underwear in public was a turn-on in itself, and soon Ijeoma could feel the wetness building again.

She hoped to find Chidi home when she arrived, anxious to be close to him, to give him a little taste of naughty Ijeoma. But he had worked late that day too, having been in meetings all day, disrupting his usual routine. His phone had rang at a quiet moment while in a committee meeting, reminding him he forgot to silence his phone. Pulling it out of his pocket, he read the sweet message Ijeoma had sent, but couldn't reply. It was odd of her to send such an unnecessary, over-emotional message during the day. Normally she would have said something like, "Pick up some milk." But today it was "I luv you."

It felt good to read it, and made Chidi want to be home more than ever. One little message got the wheels turning in his head. They hadn't been intimate together for more than a week, their hectic schedules simply not permitting any time to do anything other than sleep when they went to bed. Chidi made it point to find time for them tonight.

                                                          ***

He arrived home to find Ijeoma's car in the garage. He couldn't wait to kiss his pretty wife.

Ijeoma considered giving him a nice French kiss on their greeting, setting the loving mood for some fun that night, but as her mouth approached his, she stiffened and gave him nothing more than their usual peck on the lips. It would have seemed odd to show affection so early in the evening.

"How was your day?" he asked, hanging up his jacket in the wardrobe.

"It was a jungle!" she said, focusing on the afternoon and avoiding the mention of their slow morning. Telling him she had a sexually charged lunch with her flirtatious co-worker would not be a good start to the conversation. "The stockswere down half the afternoon, but we got prevented full crash."

"Oh good," he replied. "I know it is not good when everything breaks at the wrong time."

Their daily greeting was already headed down its normal dull path and she knew they needed to change course. Ijeoma decided to plant the lovemaking seed in her usual way. "Are you, uh, busy later?" she asked, hooking a finger in his belt loop and kissing him gently. It was their little code for letting the other know they were in the mood.

Chidi looked at her with a smile, happy that they were on the same wavelength. He was pleased to answer that he was free. Ijeoma smiled back and went to the kitchen to warm some leftover spaghetti for dinner. Still wearing no panties, she enjoyed the feeling of her skirt rubbing on her bare ass. She hoped Chidi didn't notice that her panty line was gone.

All that Chidi had noticed was how amazing she looked today. He replayed in his head Ijeoma touching his waist as she subtly asked him for sex. He could still smell her breath, taste her lips, and feel her soft breasts briefly press against him. It wasn't even bedtime yet and he already wanted her!

"You look really pretty today," Chidi said on instinct while they ate their dinner. He didn't know why he would tell her that today over any other day. She always looked really pretty to him. He felt he didn't tell her enough anyway. He watched her a few seconds while she ate. Something was different. Was it the little smile she was wearing this evening? Was it the cute way her hair was hanging more to one side than usual?

"What?" Ijeoma finally giggled when she could take his staring no longer.

Chidi shrugged, embarrassed. "I don't know. You look like you had a good day."

"Eh, it was okay," she lied. At that moment, she knew she would tell Chidi at some point about the friendship she shared with Jide—just not tonight. This was a night to reap the benefits of their enlightened conversation, not spoil them.

After dinner, Ijeoma went to the bathroom to freshen up and decided that a shower was what she really needed, considering all the moisture her vagina had been generating for most of the day. She started the hot water and looked at herself in the mirror, turning around and looking over her shoulder to see how she looked without the panty line. She liked what she saw, but didn't think she could go without panties all the time. Maybe just with this skirt, she thought. She unzipped the skirt and watched it slide off her hips, immediately exposing her naked lower half to the mirror. She turned around again and looked at her naked ass. Jide knew what he was talking about; it was just right. She was actually pretty happy with her ass. She hoped Chidi was happy with it. He generally didn't directly compliment her on her body.

She quickly removed her blouse and unhooked her bra before throwing it all in the laundry basket. Her nipples were feeling extra sensitive, just like her clit, and she rubbed them gently, watching her naked shape in the mirror. She couldn't wait for Chidi to fill his hands with her soft boobs!

Normally, when Ijeoma took a shower while in the kind of mood she was in right now, the herhand would eventually find its way to her lower half, gently touchingher labia, sending waves of pleasure, then spreading them apart to find her firmed up clitoris nestled inside, ready to be tickled and teased by her thick thumb. It was how she achieved most of her orgasms. But today she was careful not to stimulate herself too much. She wanted to preserve the blessed tension she had been saving up all day for her husband. Maybe this would be the night he would try something naughty with her. He seemed quite responsive when she subtly suggested they make love.

Instead of masturbating in the shower, Ijeoma tried something different, but equally erotic. Examining her vagina, she got a crazy idea. She'd never trimmed herself down there before. After shaving her legs as usual, she let the razor creep off her thigh and below her navel, shaving a corner of her pubic hair. She did the same to the other side. Before she knew it, she had narrowed her normally wide area of hair. She shaved a little more off the sides, then across the top, and then rinsed the soap off. She opened the shower door and looked in the mirror.

"Oh, baby!" she thought to herself. Suddenly she looked like a porn star. Her pussy looked much smaller, much prettier. She continued to watch in the mirror as she slipped a finger across her remaining hair and dipped it between her labia. She felt the seemingly ever-present moisture and pulled a thick, slippery line of fluid from her vagina. The shaving had turned her on even more!

---To Be Continued---

CHRONICLES OF SADIQ (PART 2)

Sadiq was washing the cars in the compound, after which he was to drive to pick up General’s daughter from the airport. She had completed her Law programme at the University of Leicester with a Second class lower degree. Her dad was still pissed off at her and that was the reason he did not go himself. He usually went to receive his kids from the airport. This time around though, he couldn’t be as bothered. Sadiq, however, was really excited about this expedition. He had just learned how to drive at the request of his madam and his hard work and commitment to the learning program had already began to pay off – he and madam could now whisk themselves off to unknown locations and engage in intercourse without all the risk of doing it in the house. Occasionally, he recalled some of these incidents. It was usually the first time that came to mind. It had taken him totally unawares. 

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   “Sadiq, we shall be going to Lokoja today. I’m going to see one of my maternal cousins!” she had shouted from upstairs. She made sure it was to the hearing of everyone in the compound, in case General asked where she had gone. Sadiq prepared the car and informed her usual military escort. She however came downstairs and waved him away, saying she didn’t need an escort for the trip. She insinuated that she didn’t want to give off the impression that she had been spoiled with money when she was visiting her family. She also asked Sadiq to prepare a different car from the one he had prepared initially, as she wanted to appear “humble.” He obeyed and got the least costly car in the compound – an old Toyota Highlander – ready. She also instructed him to pack a small bag as they would be staying a few days. He did as he was instructed. 

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   When they began on the trip, she then made known her plans to him. They were not going to see any cousin, or any family member. They were going to Lokoja quite alright, but for a purpose of a different nature. She wanted him all to herself, away from the company of soldiers, away from the prying eyes of neighbors, all who were friends or indebted to her husband. She wanted to be taken in every position possible, like a teenage girl who was discovering sex for the first time. She also wanted it to be away from any of the hotels in Abuja, where her husband could have friends. Sadiq, who was always down for whatever, felt the tingle down below. 
   

She saw the effect the conversation was having on him and she asked him to park along the road. He obeyed. She made her way to the front of the car and instructed him to drive. He did. While he drove, she unzipped his trousers and began fondling his instrument. When it had sufficiently risen to full size, throbbing and waving, with all the veins bulging, she took him in her warm, ready mouth, her glossed lips staining his tip. Sadiq struggled to maintain control of the car, but not one to back down from a challenge, and one to always boss around the situation, he managed to steady the steering wheel with his left hand, while using his right hand to control the movement of her head.

 
   She was such a slut, gaskiya. He thought to himself. He said a quick prayer, thanking his luck for the circumstances that had led him up to this point in his life.
***

“I dey mad! Shege banza! I no dey look am po road kwo?!”

Sadiq was raging. Alhaji’s Highlander had just experienced a minor scratch at the hands of one of the city’s taxi drivers. Although highly civil and patient, once in a while there came along a lunatic who seemed to be one crime away from being locked up in a mental institution. It was shaping up to be a most unfortunate day for Sadiq. He had yet to experience the rage of the General first hand and he was hoping that today would not be his baptism of fire. He didn’t want to experience it and at that, he wouldn’t have wanted it to be for such a flimsy reason as this, one in which he was not the primary culprit. He said a silent prayer and continued on his way to the airport. He marveled at Nnamdi Azikiwe International Airport as he approached it. He realized that he had never considered what Air travel would feel like. He silently wished he would have cause to board one of these planes. One of these days, he said. One of these days. After all, it was no crime for a man to wish.
 

 Hauwa’s flight to Nigeria was delayed by bad weather. General had called him to tell him personally. He panicked when the voice came on the other end of the phone. He had never received a phone call from General before, seeing as he was more of Madam’s “personal staff” than on General’s direct payroll. Besides, General seldom had reason to call on him, seeing as he had soldiers for nearly everything. This time was different though. The call came in and Sadiq nearly lost control of the steering wheel when he heard the stern military voice on the other end of the phone. 
   

“Sadiq, this is the boss. My daughter will be a little late. You’ll have to stay at the airport for four more hours. Do you hear me?”

   “Yes sah!”

   “Take care of my daughter.”

   “Ye…”

   The line dropped before Sadiq could mutter a response. He kept the phone and continued on his way to the airport. When he got there, he parked the car and went to share jokes with his other driver “buddies”, who he didn’t know from Adam or Eve. There was just a brotherly fraternity that was evident in such gatherings and every member of such congregations was united by a common cause – coming to receive a certain ‘big man’ or the other. Sadiq wasted no time in bonding with his colleagues and in no distant time, they were all breaking kolanuts and talking excitedly. 

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*******
   

Sadiq was getting restless. He was stuck in a traffic jam. It turned out talking with his driver buddies was not a sufficient pass time. Sadiq had decided to drive to the mall to purchase a pack of cigarettes which he would smoke when he was done with this mission. He figured he had enough time to make it back before Hauwa arrived. It was in the midst of his mental chaos that General’s call came in a second time. 
   

“Where are you? My daughter has arrived. She is searching all over for you.”

   “Walahi, Oga I dey am po sorry. I go buy am po puel. Five minis Oga I pick am. Bery sorry Oga.”

   “Did I ask you to buy fuel? Go and pick my daughter and stop with the tomfoolery. Don’t make me call you a second time.”

The call dropped once again and just as he was about to start praying, the gridlock began to ease. Traffic began to flow. He raced back to the airport and to the section marked “Arrivals”. He saw a girl he knew must be Hauwa. She was caramel skinned, very curvy and was wearing dark sunglasses. She had on a tight pair of jeans and a revealing blouse that seemed to cover just her nipples. It didn’t help that she had such an ample bosom. It looked like they would spill out of her shirt any minute. Her head was wrapped and she had four big boxes on a trolley. She was standing alone and looking around frantically when he ran up to her.
   

 

“Make I no vex madam, abeg my name be Hauwa Garba?”

   “Yes. And who may you be?” she asked in one of the smoothest voices Sadiq had ever heard.  He was taken aback by the sultriness of her vocals. He took a minute to regain his concentration before responding. 

   “Sadiq. I be Sadiq. I dey work am for Big Oga. Big Oga say make I pick am po you. Enter moto make I carry am po you bag.” 

He began to offload the boxes from the trolley and arrange them in the boot of the car. She stood there watching him, a look of irritation on her face. She had many reasons to be irritated. Her father hadn’t come himself to receive her for the first time. He hadn’t sent his soldiers either. All he sent was one lousy fellow and no escorts. What if he were a kidnapper? Then she dismissed the thought. A kidnapper would have come on time. She also wondered why he smelled of cigarette smoke. She hated cigarettes. She smoked only weed. She would give anything to have weed right now. She would give anything to be in a warm bath right now in her custom designed bedroom. She couldn’t wait to be home. Then she remembered her dad’s reaction to her result. There was no need to hurry, she thought. However she wanted to do away with this excuse of a fellow and his terrible grammar.  She wasn’t sure how much longer she would stand him.
   

“Madam, I want am po anything? Big Oga say make I take care of am po you,” Sadiq muttered. He was still visibly in awe of her presence and he was doing a terrible job at hiding it. He wished he could smoke another cigarette but he wasn’t sure ‘small madam’ would approve. That was his mental name for her now. 

   “I don’t need anything, thank you.” The reply was a long way from polite. 

   “Madam, I sure say-”

   “I say drive!”
  

 He shut up and looked at the road ahead of him. He tucked in his seatbelt and stole a glance of Hauwa in the rear mirror. He prayed he would make it home safely without any further altercations. This was already one of his worst days in recent memory. Then his mind wandered to Lolade. He wondered if she was missing him right now. He wondered if she was desiring him. His ‘gear’ became as stiff as the gear in his hands as thoughts of General’s wife raced through his mind while he began the drive home.