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Average Joe [Reboot]: New Town, New Trouble (S02E13) (18+)
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Average Joe [Reboot]: New Town, New Trouble (S02E13) (18+)

“Yeah, ugh!” I added, trying to sound obvious. “I mean, I don’t know who made all these shitty furniture. Very complicated, and all.”

“Well, whatever. Just remember to, like, not be too loud,” Eniola continued. She really sounded like she had gotten the wrong impression. “We’ll have to watch out, too. As I said, I could hear a lot of noise”

“I’ll, uh, keep that in mind. Sorry,” Ugochi said.

Her guilt had changed from cold, uncomfortable dread into a hot, intense excitement…the thrill of doing something really bad, really naughty, really immoral…and getting away with it. She recalled the intense pleasure as I fucked her oh-so-well…how I made her vocalize her bliss, and all the delicious, physical sensations of my rock-hard dick sliding in and out of her tight, steaming hot pussy, dripping with her sexual juices. She barely could recall what she screamed…but she knew it was loud and oh so honest…so freeing to shout out and announce her feelings to the whole world…

And now she knew Eniola had heard her. She had overheard Ugochi cumming hard because of the intense, hot fucking I provided her with.

She couldn’t believe her luck…she couldn’t believe how clueless and stupid Eniola was for not thinking, not investigating the issue further…and she couldn’t believe how the mere thought of forcing my girlfriend to hear her vocalized pleasure, whilst having no idea that it was me causing it, turned her on like no tomorrow.

Ugochi didn’t yet understand it fully, but she already knew. She knew she wanted me to fuck her again, and again, harder and better than my girlfriend…giving Ugochi so much pleasure Eniola would be dead-jealous if she had any idea in that ungrateful head of hers.

“Anyway, I feel kinda guilty to ask…but there’s still a fair bit more of furniture to be…arranged,” Ugochi began, casually and innocently. She leaned forward, looking at me pointedly, her eyes glinting with barely constrained lust. “Would you mind helping me out?”

I looked at her back, intensely. She saw me swallow my spit, and in the corner of her eye, she saw Eniola utterly ignoring us, transfixed by the TV.

“Uh, yeah, I would hate to leave you with all that…leftover mess,” I started, glancing at my girlfriend. I then couldn’t help but grin. “But next time we’ll take it slower, there’s just too much to move around with… force.”

“Mmm, are you free tomorrow?” Ugochi asked, trying to keep her voice steady, not horny and seductive.

“Yeah, sure. We’ll just…take it from the top,” I said, grinning at my double-meanings. “You’ll owe me, though.”

Her eyes glinted intently, our eye contact thick with unspoken arousal and sexual tension.

“Anything you want,” Ugochi replied honestly.

“Hey, shut up, I’m trying to watch something,” Eniola interrupted, clearly annoyed.

“Sorry,” Ugochi added, quieting down. She felt like ignoring Eniola…wanting to get on her nerves. But that was risky, it could make her suspicious, find out and potentially…it could mean I will never get intimate with her again.

And that thought was just unacceptable.

“Anyway, Em, uh…the furniture is really scattered so, uh…” I said, before leaning forward and throwing a dirty, illicit loot at Ugochi, who tried hard not to smile back. “If I get pissed and…worked up, you may have to, uh, expect some more, you know…banging and screaming.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Eniola rushed me, trying to get me to stop talking. “I’ll just go out with friends if it gets that bad. Now shut up, please.”

I leaned back against the chair and moved closer to my girlfriend, adjusting my arm behind her. Eniola snuggled against me, continuing to eat her snacks. Ugochi brought her ‘lucky cup’ and took a sip of the hot tea.

Then she felt something pull her hair gently, so she turned around. Seeing that it was my hand, she moved a bit closer, until she could carefully lean the back of her head on my hand without Eniola noticing.

Ugochi was definitely looking forward to all the intense, physical labour tomorrow. We had a lot of ‘furniture’ to go through, after all…

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