I am a corporate alcoholic, I don’t even know if there is a term like this. Maybe I say this just to make myself feel good.
Stay with me for a minute, maybe at the 59th second, you would understand what I’m saying or writing…
If you watch HOW TO GET AWAY WITH MURDER, I am Analise Keating with the Alcohol problem (and yes the sex problem, the rush to scratch an itch problem then dump you like we never met).
A couple of days ago at work, I had my favourite vodka errand messenger ask me “aunty how far na, you no go buy that thing today”. I didn’t need it, but her words took me by surprise, like can you imagine, some one now actually symbolises me with alcohol, while she’s busy taking lunch orders from my colleagues, she’s asking me what brand of liquor I need today. 😂😂 I could only imagine the gist with her peers “see that one with her glasses, na ogogoro master 😅😅” for my non Nigerian readers, ogogoro means liquor. I laughed it off, my colleagues looking at me, wondering if I had gone mad. I bowed my head and looked away, only to raise it up to put the cash in her hand so she could buy the usual. 😅
The thing with corporate alcoholism is, when it’s far, you are fine but when you have it in your lower right drawer, you begin to loose your mind…
I take a couple of minutes, struggling with the inner Christian and ethics committee board of my conscience but as usual I casually stroll to the bathroom, my handbag in hand, a pack of menthol, mouth spray and my body spray in the bag.
Chug 1, chug 2, then shake my body for the good effect, throw menthol in my mouth, sprinkle some mouth spray and then some body spray all over… Ka-ching! I’m brand new!
Walk back to my desk feeling like a goddess who came down from the sun, smiling at this earthly beings like they are not on my level. The alcohol makes everything easy, makes life smooth…. 5 hours later, I’m scrolling through my phone sending “Hey Big Head” to almost anyone I can find. Eventually found a girl, live a couple of minutes away from work…
“Hey Ada, I’ve missed you, this one you remember me today”- She says…. “well I always remember you, I just don’t tell you I’m remembering you” – I replied and continued “do you still have that my red gown at your place”… “yes, are you coming?” – she asked. “no darling, you’ll always cum first” – I replied.
I swear I could see the smile through the phone.
Work done, bottle of wine in hand while I knocked at her door. “hey Ada” – she said, as she opened the door and gave me a hug, that lavender scent in her room giving me a warm welcome. “how are ya, I brought this” – I said, handing the bottle of wine to her. “Thank you hun” – she responded, taking the wine from me and walking into the kitchen to fill two glasses.
I left the living room and quickly walked to the bathroom to shower, when I was done, I walked out naked, leaving nothing to imagination. “heyyy” – she said, passing the other glass of wine to me, my tits bouncing as I walked, the excitement in her eyes clear as day. “Are you hungry” – she asked. I shook my head, I had had enough to eat at work.
And so we sat, in silence, waiting patiently like lionesses going for the kill, the tense air in the room building. “so” – we both said. “you go first” – I said.
“where have you been, been trying to reach you Ada, but you have just not been available” – she said, her eyes piercing me, she was expecting the lie I was about to give and I was not one to disappoint. “errmmm, it’s work” – I replied “you fucking liar, ehh Ada you can lie” – she poked at me as she spoke. “you break my heart small o but no problem” – she continued.
I gulped the wine in my cup and then said. “come sit on my face, let me make it up to you”
In all my life as a woman and being with women, there are a few sentences that I have found out truly makes a woman happy.
◾Take this money
◾Send me your account number
◾I got this for you, I hope you like it ◾Sit on my face
◾I’m going to fuck you or eat you when we get home…just to mention a few, I’ve used some, if not all to 🤐🤐🤐. Back to my story; “Kiss me first” she said as she got up from the couch to sit across my legs, her slender frame preseed against me.
The moment our lips touched, all inhibitions went away, we drew breaths with fiery flame, our hands ravaged our skins, hair grabbing, tongue to neck, hand casually strolling from back to ass.
Celina got up, taking off her clothes before jumping back on me and we both started laughing “you want to break my legs right?” – I said.
She laughed and continued kissing me, then propped herself up so she could fix her nipples in my mouth, I Licked one while I played with the other. My hand working overtime, the alcohol making my mouth numb…
“ahhhh, ohhh, I’ve missed you, yessss baby, suck it, just like that, uhhhhj, fucccck, yes” – her moans were my connection with reality as I alternated between sucking, licking and stroking… Tongue for wetness, sweet beautiful body dancing and quaking under the dim light, pussy juice staining my thighs…. I stopped, are you sure you don’t want to sit on my face now… I asked…
“Get up, stand there” – I said, pointing to the TV.
While she walked away from the couch, I sat on the floor and beckoned to her to come to me. I was going to take my time and I wanted the both of us to be comfortable. She put each leg across me and moved her pussy close to my lips, the couch serving as a cushion for her knees. “tap tap tap” – I slapped on her pussy with the right kind of pressure, then took a big lick, making sure that spit drops from pussy to my boobs.
Ahhhhhhh – she moaned I stretched my hand and dragged her face towards me, so she could taste her pussy juice on my lips.
Back down… “Swipe swoosh” – tongue out, hand in, 1 finger curved inside her thrusting in and out of her very quickly… Hand out – tongue back in, long lick from clit to pussy hole to butt hole, eat, lick, suck, my hands spreading her butt cheeks so I could continue spreading wetness. “ahhhh Ada, fuckkk Ada, Ada pleaseeee, ohhh gawd, fuckkk, yessss”
Celina jerked and grind on my tongue, wanting more but too afraid to take it, she would raise her ass up, beg me only to put it back down as I left my tongue open. “mwaaah, mwaahh” – I would make kissing sounds as I sucked on her clit, dragging it gently, letting the softness of my mouth drive pleasure up her body… “kiss me first” – I said this time, as I stopped sucking her.
And she grabbed my face and devoured my lips..
When celina kisses like that, she’s close to cuming. I raised her up and put my tongue back to work, licking and kissing away alternating between fingers and tongue. “Ohh fuckkk, yesss fuckkk, ohhh yeaaa, my pussy, fuckkk yeaaa”
She moaned, bouncing her pussy up and down my face, my tongue working overtime to bear the weight of her bouncy ass “ohhh put your finger in my pussy, I’m going to cummmm, yessss, Ohh fuck yes” – she moaned.
I place two fingers curved inside of her, flicking the walls inside of her…
“fuckkkk, fuckkkk yeaaaasss” – she moaned as I moved my fingers in and out of her while my tongue lapped on her clit. “ohhh I’m cummming, fuckkkk I’m cummming” – celina moaned as she got up from on top of me and laid on the floor, the squirt gushing out of her pretty pussy. “ahhhbh, oohhhhh, fuckkkk” – she screamed, as she rubbed on her pussy, the gushing liquid spurting out of her pussy. I moved closed to her and kissed her, moving my lips slowly down her neck and down to her pussy to snatch her soul. “aaaarrrghhhhhh” – she screamed as my tongue cleaned the wetness off her pussy.
And we laid there together, before waking up 2 hours later just to go shower and sleep so I could wake up in time for work the next day.
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