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I drive through the well-guarded
entrance without any hassle
from the guards. No need for
protocol; I have been dating their
boss for years. I practically live
here. I give my car keys to the
steward as I get into the house
and ask him to tell one of the
boys to clean my car.
“Where’s your Oga?” I ask as I
ease my condom dress a little,
pulling it up.
“He’s in the study ma”. Maxwell is
one of his trusted staff. Heard he
has been his steward for over 15
years. So diligent and looks
professional in the Nigerian way.
My mind ponders on what would
make him summon me so early.
It is a Saturday and he is home
which is strange: he should be
out swatting tennis balls with his
elite pals or something. I make
for his study immediately. He
swoons around in his chair as he
hears me come in.
“Good morning darling”, I greet
him dutifully and plant a peck on
his cheek.
He doesn’t respond, he has this
stern look in his face. I panic a
little.
“Sit”, he says in a commanding
tone.
I lower myself into the couch
closest to his table. He makes for
a bottle on the table and refills
his glass. He has been drinking
whiskey, what’s going on? He
rarely takes alcohol.
I make to speak when he cut me
short with a question.
“Who were you with last night?”.
Uh-oh, my heart skips a bit as I
reply as fast as I can.
“… I was at my house” I reply
firmly
“I know you were home, the
question is, with whom?” he
probes.
I shiver mildly then manage to
blurt out…
“I… I…. I was alone darling”
stammering through the
sentence,
“You sure?” He asks firmly
“Yes”…I reply, it’s becoming
easier now.
“Ok, I’ve got something to show
you. Watch the screen”.
He swipes the controls putting
the TV on.
There I am on the screen:
High on vodka, weed and benylin
with codeine, high as a kite and
unusually horny, in the mood for
some kinky sex
I am pulling my top over my
head, wriggling my skirt off then
looking at the screen with animal
lust as I fondle my boobs slowly. I
rubbed them from the side and
underneath and squash them
against each other. Someone
walks into the screen’s view,
staring at my hips and spaced
inner thighs, and fondling his
crotch simultaneously.
I lay down totally naked on the
bed, a smile curving the tip of my
mouth. I dip a finger into my
dripping pussy, taste it and
beckon on him with a finger.
He gets the message, like a good
stud, and in the next second, his
mouth is all over my pussy-
sucking, licking me out, running
his tongue endlessly against my
pussy lips, flickering the tip of his
tongue back and forth over my
clitoris.
He puts more pressure on my clit
with his tongue. I shiver, wriggle
and move my pussy up and
down against his face. The
sensation takes me to a beach
front in Zanzibar, a warm safari
tour in Dubai and I’m sunbathing
in Seychelles.
I grab his head and kiss him
aggressively, biting parts of his
lower lip and digging my fingers
into his sides.
At this point, my boyfriend took
time out to look at me as the
tape continues to play, anger
mixed with jealousy and rage in
his eye, I wished the ground
would open up and swallow me.
The embarrassment I have
brought on myself is
indescribable. He looked back at
the screen.

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