CTRL + P” – I clicked on my computer keyboard, I was printing out a proposal for Mr Rajesh Arjun, he owned one of the biggest wine distribution companies in West Africa. This was my third time going to his office; the first two times his secretary didn’t allow me see him, The third time he was walking a guest out and i waited outside until he was done and quickly introduced myself… He looked at me from head to toe but I couldn’t tell what ran through his mind. “come come” – He said in a proper Nigerian accent, I was surprised… I walked with him, deliberately slowing down so the evil secretary can see I was going into the office she barred me from twice… Lots of beech wood wine racks lined up the walls and covered most of the space.. I was in wine heaven, if I was to die, this is where I would like to end up, just add trey Songz to the mix and lots of food. 🤣🤣 We got to his office, he opened it and walked in, a heavy of wave of cold air touched my skin.. “Please sit” – He said and beckoned to me to sit across from him. “How can I help you” – He asked me
I introduced myself and talked to him about my bank and how we could help his business.. He nodded a couple of times as he scrolled through the brochure I handed over to him. “So you want me to take all my money from the other banks and put it in yours eh?” – He asked, dismissingly.
I smile; my eyes wide open and I replied “Yes sir”
He nodded again….. “I see” – he said… This wasn’t working, he wasn’t convinced. I needed to try a different approach. I exchanged numbers with him and I left
This happened earlier on during my rookie years and thinking of it now makes me laugh… I would do any and everything to seal a deal, I wasn’t well versed in the art of business, I was ambitious and I didn’t want to loose my job.
I waited till Saturday before I went to Mr Rajesh’s Office, I went with a male friend of mine, Chris. I wore a mini skirt and a crop top. We were wine shopping and I was betting on my tits that Mr Rajesh would be there… Saturday is a busy day for wine shops. “How did you find this place” – Chris asked… I rolled my eyes, moving my hips in like fashion as I strolled away checking out the array of wines, rack after rack… “Hey do you like this one” – Chris asked, showing me a bottle of wine… I shook my head, naaa, i don’t like it… I was bidding my time; I wanted to see Mr Rajesh
I found a sweet red wine and I added it to the small cart , Chris had picked up from the counter.
A couple of minutes; I could hear Mr. Rajesh’s voice , he was walking out of his office with 3 other people, they laughed lightheartedly and seemed to be in good spirit . I grabbed the bottle of wine and walked to the counter so he could see me.
I asked the attendant in a slightly louder than normal voice “Where can I find other wines made during this year” “Third row ma’am” – She responded, smiling.
Mr. Rajesh and his guests turned around to look at who was talking, our eyes met and they quickly looked away… I walked back to the counters “fake –looking” at the wines when I heard him “Hello Adanne”
I turned, flashing a sexy smile, “Hello Sir”
I continued; “I brought my friend here, he is about to open a new restaurant on the island so I told I have a new customer that sells wine, we were just going through the wines you have in stock”
He smiled, he took the bait.. Chris Restaurant wasn’t happening for at least a year, but I needed an in and it was my best bet.
He shook Chris’s hand and they talked for a while about location, menu arrangement, wine tasting and discount…
I let them talk and when they were done, Chris beckoned on me to come to him, we added a few more bottles of wine to our basket and walked to the counter to make payment. We were at the counter when I heard Mr. Rajesh say. “Ada come and see me on Monday by 12pm”
I nodded an “ok sir”, collected our receipts and walked out of the store with Chris.
Gentle breeze swaying my air, “damn its going to rain”- I silently muttered to myself.
I walked from the underground parking lot to the office, using the front entrance so I could buy a bottle of soda. Horns bickering at each other like market women; it was not an uncommon sight, Lagos city on a Monday morning can be quite the hub for noise and air pollution. Car owners driving their cars fender to bumper, pedestrians trying to outrun each other, everyone seemed to be in a hurry. I walked to the store close to my office and bought a can of soda.
While I walked back to my office , I was almost hit by a tricycle popularly called “keke napep” in Lagos. “Madam sorry, abeg no vex”- He said in the usual Nigerian English translating to madam I’m sorry, don’t be angry.
I smiled and moved to the side of the road so he could pass; I couldn’t afford to be angry seeing that he had apologized. Most tricycle drivers would argue, insult and even come down to fight you. In my book, this was a win.
I got to the office, sank into my seat and I quickly opened my can of soda , gulping it quickly before the office meeting scheduled for today starts.
At 7:45am, the meeting was done and I prepared my itinerary for the day, I had two stops to make before going to see Mr. Rajesh, I arranged my files and went to the bathroom to apply my makeup.
I was wearing a cobalt blue dress with a round neckline and a long v-slit down the middle, if I leaned forward, it was sure that my boobs would show. I didn’t mind, it was all part of my trade.
I left to office to begin my day.
At 11:35am, I had just completed my second meeting for the day and was about to head out to Mr. Rajesh’s office; I got into my car, adjusted my makeup and drove well over eighty kilometres per hour just so I could make it in time. I got to his office at 11:55am and walked briskly to the reception, informing the secretary that I was here to see Mr. Rajesh. I was not smiling; my face, a blank canvass, I still hadn’t forgiven her for barring me from seeing him the first two times. In my mind; I thought “what a fucking bitch!” She motioned for me to sit and went to inform Mr. Rajesh of my arrival. A few minutes later, she was out and called out to me to come into my office. I walked past her, my short legs taking long strides… “good afternoon sir”- I said… “Afternoon, welcome Ada, please sit”- Rajesh replied, pointing his hands at the chair opposite him.
I sat down, flashing him my sweetest smile… he stared, his eyes roving all over my body like an eagle waiting to pick a mother hen’s chick.
He smiled back, wrote something on a notepad in front of him, then returned his gaze back to me . “Did you bring the forms?” he asked, his eyes more focused on my breasts then my hand. “yes I did sir”- I replied, ignoring his wandering eyes.
I placed the forms on the table and brought out a pen from my bag. Rajesh dialled a number from the desk phone, he was calling the secretary. She walked in and collected the forms from me to go fill them.
About 10 minutes of awkward silence passed, my tension palpable, mythoughts wandering… “so Ada, how is work, do you like this bank job, you are doing”… I nodded in the affirmative, who wouldn’t like it, Nigeria was not a place to be selective about career choices, you take what you get…except you have garnered a lot of experience, only then can you decide to be choosy.
Another bout of awkward silence…. this time; longer… “Are you married” – Rajesh asked
It took me by surprise but I shook my head. “Do you have boyfriend” – he asked, this time, his Indian accent was at the forefront… I shook my head again.
“you area pretty girl, I like you and I want you to be my girlfriend, I will take very good for you” – I corrected his English in my head, “its of you not for you”
I smiled, he smiled back… “Talk now, you don’t want to say anything” – he asked, his eyes probing my face for some sort of reaction. I didn’t indulge him… “this weekend, my friend is doing big party in eko hotel, I want you to go with me”- Rajesh said…it seemed like a command, than it was a request.
I smiled again,
The secretary opened the door, she was done with filling the forms and had brought me copies of the documents I needed. Mr. Rajesh asked her to drop the documents on his table and leave… I could see he was waiting for a response to his p[proposal before he signs the form.. “ok sir , no problem, just call me before that day so I’ll prepare” – I said.
He was smiling now and quickly signed the forms, he gave a cheque to deposit into the account when it was open.
I thanked him and left.
On the day of the party, I wore a blue off shoulder dress, my cleavage being pushed up by my black bra. I paired the dress with black heels, my makeup was minimal. I drove to eko hotel and went up to the room, Mr. Rajesh was staying in.
I sat in the chair inside the room and I could see his eyes diverted to my bust.. I adjusted my long dark hair done up into a pony tail. He asked me if I wanted a drink, I nodded and he came over with two glasses of wine. He sat next to me.
We talked for 15 minutes, as we sipped the wine , then I stood up and walked to the window, just to see the view and I could feel his eyes on my back as I walked.
I stood at the window for a couple of minutes before I felt a hand on my hip. I turned to see him smiling at me. ” You’re beautiful” you know he said. I didn’t take his hand away. He was a handsome man although crude “Thanks” I said sipping my wine. He slid his hand up to my bust under my arm his palm brushing my breast. I smiled knowing what he wanted; the smile giving him permission to carry on. I was anxious, this was happening; I was way past the stage of rejecting his advances. He leant in and kissed my lips…
I cupped his groin feeling his hard cock through his trousers; its best to know what you are going into before you start. We kissed and he caressed my breasts with one hand sliding the other to my arse rubbing my cheeks over my gown. ” I’ve imagined you naked”- he said. ” Really” I said to him “Yes. Since the first day I saw you”- he said
I unbuttoned his shirt revealing his chest. I rubbed it with my palms pushing it of his shoulders letting it drop to the floor. I kissed his nipples. I kissed his lips as I undid his belt and trousers button. I pulled him to the couch and pushed him onto it; His cock springing to attention. ” Wow” I said looking at his circumcised cock. I circled his knob with my finger and stroked his shaft. He groaned as my hands enveloped his dick. He leant back and groaned as I moved up and down his cock. . “Do you want to Fuck me” I asked, my eyes fixated on his… he nodded.
He then caressed my breasts, trying to pull down my dress through my shoulders. My sweet soft breasts in my black bra; He pulled it out, from the top of gown and with one hand squeezing my breasts with the other was kissing my cleavage as he dropped my dress to the floor. He grabbed my bra strap after admiring my breasts in my bra my hard nipples through the lacy fabric. He unclipped it pulling it forward my breasts dropping out as he slid the bra down my arms dropping it onto the floor.
He cupped both breasts caressing them, his head coming to my face so he could kiss my lips, I turned away, he wasn’t a good kisser. He returned to kissing down my neck to my breasts then He sucked my nipples. His mouth hungrily kissing and sucking away, I moaned … this, he was good at… he caressed one boob, while hungrily sucking the other. “ohh baby, I like your breast , they are big , just how I like them” – he kept saying… I threw my head, I love it when my boobs are sucked. I pushed his further into my boobs, almost suffocating him… I removed my breast from his mouth, pushed him so his back is resting on the sofa as I sat astride him… He then slid his hand to my ass squeezing it again. I saw his hard cock resting on the seat.
I was excited when he resumed kissing and sucking my nipples. He rubbed on my pussy, his hands too fast. I held his hand, imploring him to slow down before he bruises me.
The more he sucked on my nipples , the more my pussy moistened… I wanted him to fuck me… his finger was circling around my clit, making me drip some more. ” Your pussy is nice” he said. ” Thanks ” I replied as he continued rubbing my pussy , my boobs pressed against his mouth while he sucked my big dark nipples. “fuck me now, fuck me please” – I said , my body wanting dick as if my life depended on it.
I got up from on top of him so he could go wear protection, he did and sat down while I sat astride him, I moaned as he slid his cock inside my wet pussy, I threw my head back as my ass bounced up and down his dick , watching the his dick slide in and out of me. My pussy lips hugging his dick as I fucked him. He caressed my breasts as he fucked me, flicking his tongue on my nipples as he did.
We kissed as we fucked on the couch. Our bodies in a state of pure lust, he was agile for his age, aggressive in his need for my body, each thrust sliding in and out of my pussy walls… After a couple of minutes, I slowed down, grinding my pussy on his dick… my ass rubbing against his thighs… our moans filling the air.
I placed my hands on the couch, bouncing my ass fast and faster on his dick…”baby, ohhh baby, you like my dick, you like it baby?” – Rajesh asked, I didn’t respond, I just kept on fucking him… He was fucking me back from under, twitching as he tried to shove all his dick further inside me… I bounced my ass , letting him have his fill… Wet pussy slamming all over his dick, ass slapping on his thighs…
He eventually cums , holding my waist as he does… ” That was nice baby” he said. ” It was ” I replied. “ok , I will go and prepare now so we can join them downstairs, when I finish, you can shower” – Rajesh said .. “Nooo, I am tired, I want to rest, I do not think I will be able to go to that party any more” – I replied “There will be lots to eat and drink” – he said in a ploy to get me to go with him… I shook my head and mentioned that I was tired and needed rest… When he eventually left for the party, I showered and ordered for food… We still managed to see three more times before we suddenly stopped communicating … The End….