Weather was hot, my pen dangling from my mouth, it was a bad habit, i was trying to stop…it used to be my fingernails i would chew off, when I was bored, nervous or anxious… The cool air from the air-conditioning wasn’t at par, it didn’t bother me because i never really liked the cold anyways. … In walk this beautiful woman, I have seen her on a couple of occasions, she’s a customer at the bank. Tall, very beautiful, nice ass, perky tits and with all the pizzazz of a rich man’s wife… I have never seen her account before but you can always tell a rich person from the way, my colleagues cozy up to them whenever they come to the bank… I always found it funny, its not pride, but i can not pretend to be friends with a person because they have money and another mitigating factor is… I get bored easily.. The sound of her heels clacking the ground as she moved, it was obvious she loved to be the center of attention… I could hear my colleague almost screaming out her “good morning ma” #TypicalAssKissing
The tall beauty waved, her jacket hanging on her shoulders, the pink ensemble really suit her and brought out her curves.. She soon vanished into my BM’s office.. The office seemed to quiet down, as if something just took away all our oxygen away. I resumed my pen in my mouth, dangling it… I got up, grab the files so i could go talk to my colleague Tunde, I’m sure he can help me with this, my eyes on my paper, pen still in my mouth… “pheeewwwwww” thats the sound my papers made as they fell to a heap around me.. Everyone paused, watching, seemed like a thousand eyes were fixated on the both of us. “ohh I’m sorry” – i muttered.. “no, its me, I wasn’t looking” – She bent down to help me pick up the papers and i could see her eyes, it was red and there was a small black swelling, like someone had hit her,she had been crying. “Thank you” – I told her as we both got up.. “no problem, I wasn’t looking, i am sorry” – She said.. “Is everything alright” – I couldn’t help myself, the words came out before I could stop it…. To be continued in the evening
I gave her the look, letting her know that I know, so she doesn’t feel the need to berate or lie to me.
Her lips twitched at the sides, as if she was dying to speak to someone.. “I can call you after work, if you need someone to talk to” – I continued, looking at her… Then I smiled, the warmest genuine smile i can muster “its always easier to talk wit strangers”
She shook her head “ok” and brought out a card from her bag and gave it to me and walked briskly out of the bank… ************************* “Hello, Mrs Ayo, this is Ada from the bank, we met earlier today” – i said into the phone
I was lying on my couch, my wig off, and my wet hair gradually dampening the chair. “hi Ada, thank you for earlier.. You can call me steph” – She said.. We had a brief minute of silence, way more awkward for her than me… I wasn’t well versed in the art of coating my words so i went right at it.. “So, who is the idiot man” – I said
She started crying… My heart broke.. It was a hassle for me, I have never understood the concept of Love is pain, or that part of loving includes pain, especially not physical pain. “tell me where you are and I’d meet you there”
She hung up, I didn’t call back… I figured she would need some space and time to compose herself, i was a stranger and she just broke down in ‘front’ of me… My solace was, at least now she knows, she has a friend on her side. “beep, beep” – my phone goes… It was a text from Mrs Ayo.. She had sent me the address..
I got to the hotel, Mrs Ayo was staying.. The receptionist called her room and informed her of my arrival and no sooner afterwards, I was directed to the elevator that would take me to the 21st floor. “knock knock” – my hands on the door
She opens, stares at me for a while, i could tell she was contemplating whether this was a good idea. If she lets me, she tells me all her deepest secrets.. She would have just handed ammunition to either an ally or a foe.. That’s the thing with rich people, the paranoia is a little bit over the top, you are automatically a foe until proven otherwise.
I could read her thoughts… “your secrets are safe with me, you can either trust that or I can leave… No hard feelings, I was just worried when I saw your eyes underneath the sunglass you were wearing in the bank earlier…” I stared at her dead-on, she heaved and motioned for me to come in.
I walked into the suite and sat on a settee they had in the living area, it was a big suite.
She sat close to me, watching me like a hawk, then she lit a cigarette and started smoking, while she smoked, I could see the black circle round her eye, it couldn’t have been more than a few days old. “So Steph, What happened to your eye” – i inquired, my resolve unwavering… She looked at me, smiled wryly, the smile sloly turning into a mysterious laughter… “do i have something on my face, I mostly do” – i said sarcastically, confusion brewing… “you are very Beautiful” – She replied
“stop deflecting, Mrs Ayo and out with it.. I know its your husband, who else would it be? You looked distraught at the bank and you broke down over the phone. I am here, if you want to talk… I don’t even really know why i am doing this, i never really care about people that much, I live in my head too much to care about another, its a flaw.. Yes.. I know”
I was talking to get her to talk, she relaxed, her hunch up shoulders were slowly dropping, I continued… “i am going to avoid the word domestic violence, you look quite international” – i said in a bid to be funny
She chuckled, walked over and gave me a hug, she just held me and I knew… She was very happy that I was here… We hugged in silence for a while, her tears dripping down on my clothes, when she moved away, she spoke.. “Ronke is pregnant for my husband, she is my best friend and she’s pregnant for my husband” Her tears dripping down as she spoke.. “we’ve only been married for 5 months and the stupid bastard already impregnated my friend, she’s 3 months gone and refusing to abort, i found out from a different friend, I confronted my husband and he beat me up, because of Ronke, he said if i can’t accept her, I should leave, because he’s not ready to loose the baby” “wow, you mean my BM is currently pregnant for your husband??” – I asked ” which rubbish BM, My father sits on the board of your bank, I got her that job, she will not be there tomorrow morning, see the text my husband sent me” – she stretches her hand and shows me a text “Stephanie, so you called your father to sack Ronke right! I swear, I’m moving her into this house and she’s joining me at my company as the new CFO”
My jaw dropped…
I was so angry at my branch head “what a hypocritical little cunt”, always acting self righteous, I belt she feels no one would find out if she left. Gosh this was sad, how do i console such a woman.. “i am so sorry Mrs Ayo, I know how you must feel. I have a doctor friend, I know someone who knows someone that can kidnap Ronke and we can remove the pregnancy, I am very sorry” – I said, It was a lame attempt to cheer her up, i didn’t know anyone who could do that, i was just talking
She smiled, “My family is aware and my lawyers have been in contact, i helped him kickstart his business, so i am going to strip him of everything, he’s only rich not powerful, My father is both, he feels i will beg him like i always do, but this is my best friend, I can never forgive him, in my heart, it is over between us…i am only sad, that he hit me, i felt useless, overpowered.
I listened with rapt attention, there was only so much, I could do.. This was way beyond me. “i sat here after leaving the bank, i wanted to look her in the face and understand why… But Ada, she had no reason, none at all.. And I’m here trying to think about how since a week after our wedding, my husband was already acting distant, we never went on our honeymoon, sex was maybe twice or thrice a month, this is a man that cannot go a day without fucking, sometimes I would ask him if maybe the marriage tag was the issue, because our friendship died after we got married, he would reply nothing. I have read every marriage book known to man, trying to fix my marriage, even confiding in Ronke and she would tell me to watch war room and be more prayerful ” – she screamed, aaaahhhhhhhhhhh, God!…. Tears pouring like a torrent
Her phone rang, she adjusted herself, answered the call and after a couple of minutes,she dropped her phone. ” I’m done, I’m not this person, thank you for been here Ada, I really needed it” – I sensed she needed some privacy so i informed her that i was leaving.
I hugged her and left..
It would take about 2 weeks before we met again.. We were in constant communication and Mrs Ayo’s family were intervening in the issue.
Grring, grrring – My phone rang “Hey Ada, I’m at the hotel, same room we met the last time, can you meet me there, I do need some company, bring a bikini” – she said “Ok cool, see you within the hour” – I replied and hung up. I quickly wore a dress and headed to the hotel.
When I got there, Mrs Ayo was wearing a bikini, she was preparing to go and swim “Join me, so we can go to the pool together” She was actually very curvy. “you would have told me na, that you brought me here to drown me, I can’t swim” – i retorted
Mrs Ayo laughed. I walked into the room to change and we both went to the pool… I practically stayed in one point all through the two or three hours we were in the pool while Mrs Ayo was busy showing her fish skill.. We drank 2 bottles of Loius Roederer Brut, the second bottle was barely half way down before we decided to go upstairs, inside the elevator, we laughed hysterically, she was genuinely happy and free, for a moment, we both forgot what it was like in reality. The moment we opened the door, I rushed into the bathroom, so i can shower and sleep.
When i was done showering, Mrs Ayo did the same and she changed into a skirt and a top. I wore my dress again, seeing that i had nothing else
The shower didn’t seem to do any difference on my end, i was woozy, my head ached, i think I am hungry, I said out loud.
Well I think I want to fuck… Mrs Ayo said
My pussy throbbed..
I laid on the chair, trying to center my thoughts, Alcohol is a bastard… Mrs Ayo; Stephanie, put on music on her phone, and got up, dancing slowly. I lay there on the bed, watching her slowly strip in front of me , my pussy getting wet from the excitement that’s languidly building, unable to move or speak as she pulled her blouse and leisurely started to unbutton it. At first I saw her expose the swell of her breasts, pushed together by her lacy black bra. She slipped off her blouse letting it fall to the floor. Her hands then moved to her skirt, slowly undoing the belt and then moving her hands behind her to draw down the zip. I lay there fascinated by the show that was going on before my eyes. This was not just undressing but a seduction that was slowly being performed for my benefit.
I smiled, “Gawd, fucccck!! Why was I not fully lucid to watch this??” Reluctantly I raised my eyes from the mature body that was being displayed to me, to look at her face. She was smiling; more of a seductress looking for a new lover. Her skirt fell to the floor and she stood there. covering that part I was so desperate to see, was a small pair of black panties, She stood , hands on hips, watching me admire her beautiful body. “Come here dear”. As if in a trance, I rose off the bed and moved towards her. She slowly turned round , “Undo me” . I raised my hands and nervously undid her bra. With her back still towards me she slid the straps off her shoulders but held the bra in place. She turned to face me and then slowly let the bra drop down exposing, an inch at a time, her breasts until I could see the black surround of her nipples. I knew I was being teased, like a cat playing with a mouse, but I could do nothing but stand and obey her instructions. I was high, I’m usually in charge, but she obviously can handle her liquor better than I can.
She moved the bra away and let it drop to the floor. My breathing was now getting faster as my heart quickened.
Stephanie slowly cupped a breast and with her thumb, flicked her nipple. Her thumb then slowly started to draw circles around her nipple and as I watched , it darkened and got hard.
She put her hand under her breast, looked me in the eye and said “Suck it dear.” I moved my head towards her and then opened my mouth and gently started to suck. “Harder, Harder, Harder, fuckk, ” she said, as she pushed in towards me and I greedily started to suckle on her. I could hear her starting to moan as I sucked and pulled on that hard nipple. “ yes baby…..suck on those nipples”
Her moans getting louder with each stroke of my tongue… As I sucked and pulled, I could feel her hands move to my big but very excited breasts. My nipples must have felt like small bullets as she pulled and twisted them. What she was doing to me became like a lesson, as I repeated it on her. I grabbed her other breast and pulled the nipple, twisting it and reveling in its hardness. Her moaning encouraged me to go further and as I pulled and twisted her nipple, my mouth sucking and pulling on the one which was filling my mouth. “Oh God yes ..do it baby, ohh fuck, yess gawwd, don’t stop, keep sucking me”. “ohh fuck, ohh yes, ohh fuck yes… I grab both boobs, trying to stuff them in my mouth, she threw her head backwards, her moans turning into screams… Ohh fuck, she said as she pushed me on the bed, as we both struggled to take off my gown, we fell, laughing deliriously.. She kissed me, her lips melting like butter into mine, her hands on her face, thrusting her tongue into every crevice of my being.. I moaned, under my breath.. She flips me over, taking my boobs in her mouth, letting the softness slightly suffocate her, our “yellow” skin shimmering under the lights, i force my boobs down her mouth, my clit on her thighs, grinding, slowly, beautifully..
I took my boobs out of her mouth, looked at her intently, our eyes telling stories we weren’t ready to share, softness on softness, beauty, thighs, ass, breasts, and i kissed her, held her face with one hand as i kissed her, she would struggle to reach me, I would stop “no need to rush, I’m not going anywhere” – I said
Her breathing slowed, the alcohol effect was dissipating, i loved the feel of her lips on mine, I wanted to ravage her, but i was still very woozy.. I whispered in her ears : “do you like to be licked?” She nodded like a little girl, her eyes shining like i had just offered her the Le Moulin de la Gallette by Pierre-Auguste Renoir.. I got up from her, stretched my hand to her, she held it and got down from the bed. She sat on the single arm chair in the room, while i grabbed some pillows to prop my knees, i gently raised her legs on each arm of the chair (#Inmyhead I need to fucking rest, I’m too tired for this)
There in front of me was Stephanie’s pussy, her lips were pink and as I watched she opened it up to expose her little clit. She moaned “Suck me baby, please… Its been a long while.” I moved closer and gently put out my tongue. I drew it up her pussy lip, plastering my tongue all over her pussy lips, even though my tongue was wet, I was surprised at the wetness coming from Mrs Ayo’s pussy. I could taste her excitement and that encouraged me to lick savagely, My tongue was leading, her moans guiding me to go further and deeper. “Ohh fuck, yessss fuccck, ohhhh, ahhhh, eisshhh, yesss, Gawd!! Baby, Ada pleaseeee, ohh yeaa, ohh yeaa, goood, fuck yes”
As I moved my tongue around her pussy lips I could see she wanted me to go further. I pushed 2 fingers inside “ohhhh fuckkkkkkkm, Ada, ohhh dear gawddddd, ohhhhh fuckkkkkkk meeee”
I fingered her, slowly building up the tempo, my fingernails were short, so i knew i wouldn’t be bruising her if i went faster.. And I didn’t slow down, in, out, in, out, my finger moving faster than a race car “ehhhh Addddaaa, ehhhhh fuckkkkkk, ehhhh, aaahhhhh, ohhh yesss”
She didn’t care, who could hear us, she screamed so loud, i thought the windows would cave in. I moved my tongue upwards to focus on her clit, It was as if an electric shock had passed through her. She grabbed my head with both hands and started to grind her pussy against my mouth. “I’M CUMMMMMMMIIIIIIIINNNNNGGG” ~ Stephanie screamed loudly
I was no longer in control , I was just the means to an end and that end was a shattering climax which seemed to go on forever
I waited until she had finished shuddering, then i slowly got up from between her legs. I looked at her face, she had the most beautiful smile. In that moment I realised what pleasure and happiness one could give to another . I washed my face, came to the bed, she was already lying down, I laid beside her on the bed, as we lay there she slowly stroked my body. “I think I’m hungry” – I said 😂😂😂😂
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