By 4:00 that afternoon, after a two-hour journey, plus a few stops he was finally at his brother’s building. His mother had given him Gbenga’s spare key, so he let himself into the outer gate and made his way to the door.
Chinyere was in a foul mood. She had the worst day at work imaginable. She hated her stupid new boss with a passion. Ever since he shouted at her estate firm, a few weeks back, he made it clear that he had no time for her whatsoever.
At first, she was confused about the amount of hate he seemed to spew in her direction. So a few days ago she decided to confront him about his attitude towards her. His response had shocked her to her very core. In no short terms, he had implied that she was far too young to have landed a managerial role through conventional means and that the only way she could have got the job by the age of 24, would have been by sucking a whole lot of cocks to get it.
Chinyere had gone home that night and cried to Gbenga. She hadn’t told him the whole story, in case he went down there and punched the fool, even though he did deserve it. She just told him her new boss was mean to her. It only got worse from there though.
Today had topped it all. At 3 o’clock he told her that he needed her to clean all the toilets by hand as the cleaners were on strike. He seemed to get some sort of sick pleasure from her misery. After protesting vehemently, he made it clear that she could either do as he asked or she could leave and never come back. Chinyere sat at her desk fuming with anger, yet also feeling like she wanted to cry.
How dare he? What a fucking bastard! She worked hard to get to where she was and he treated her like something he had just scraped off the bottom of his shoe!
Ten minutes later, when Chinyere still hadn’t moved a muscle, he came over to her desk and yelled at her in front of all her colleagues. She instantly burst into tears and left work early. What should she do? Should she go back on Monday or look for another job? Surely there was someone above him who she could complain to? He was out of line for treating her like that. What she wouldn’t give just to punch that fat fool right on the nose, that would teach him!
Chinyere was so worked up she could hardly focus on the road as she drove home. She was feeling so angry she didn’t know what to do with herself. Normally when her emotions ran this high, Chinyere would use sex as the ultimate leveler. It was the one thing that could calm her down and make the world right again.
The problem was her life was in a real mess right now. Her last decent fuck had been with Gbenga’s boss, which was over two months ago now. Two painfully long months. It was torture for a girl who craved the pleasurable endorphin release of a good hearty fucking on a daily basis.
Gbenga was always working such long hours and never had the energy or enthusiasm to satisfy her needs regularly. All she wanted was to fuck the shit out of somebody in order to relieve her pent up frustrations. Was that too much to ask? As Chinyere was driving home, Tayo was snooping around his brother’s empty flat. It was nicer than he had imagined. That was probably down to the feminine touches Chinyere had brought to it, he guessed.
Upon entering Gbenga and Chinyere’s bedroom, he suddenly realized he had the perfect opportunity to do something he had fantasized about for a long time. It was a chance that he would be unlikely to get again during his stay, seeing as they were both still at work and would be for another hour at least.
Creeping over to one of the bedside tables, he slowly slid open the top drawer. “HUH…Wow!” He breathed excitedly.
The drawer was jam-packed with all sorts of skimpy sets of lingerie. The first garment his eyes focused on was a bright red lacy bra. He snatched it up quickly, running his fingertips over the smooth silk cups. “Oh my god…” He sighed longingly.
After bringing it up to his face and inhaling its sweet perfumed scent, he fumbled with its rolled-up label. “32FF? Damn!”
Tayo had very little experience with breast sizes. He only really had his knowledge of pornstars to go on. But he knew enough to know that FF was big…really big. Why he was surprised, he wasn’t sure. He’d seen her photos after all. What had he been expecting? Feeling his cock throb with a pained lust, he reached for the matching panties. His face was a picture of stupid wonder as he held them up to his nose, then rubbed the silk gusset across his lips.
While Tayo was holding another of her bras up against his own chest, trying to visualize the size of the breasts that filled the empty cups, Chinyere was parking her car outside the building.
Just as she was about to climb the stairs, her phone rang. It was Gbenga.
“Hi.” She answered bluntly. Unable to suppress her still bubbling anger.
“Hey, babe. Are you alright? You sound a bit down. Did you have another bad day at work?”
“That’s an understatement,” Chinyere uttered.
“Oh, I’m sorry honey. Listen, when I get back I’ll cook us some dinner and then later I’ll give you a nice long massage. How does that sound?”
“It sounds like you don’t know me at all. If you did then you’d know I just want to get fucked so hard that I can’t walk for a while afterward.” Is how Chinyere wished she could reply to that suggestion, but instead she went with: “That sounds nice. When will you be home then?”
“In about an hour I guess, maybe a bit longer.”
“Ok,” Chinyere sighed, as she opened the door. “Well, I’ve just got back. so I’ll see you in a bit.”
Chinyere had hung up already. Gbenga had just remembered that his monster of a brother was coming down this evening. He wasn’t sure when he was arriving, but it was definitely today…or was it tomorrow? He tried to call her back but then his useless battery died. There was no way he could leave Chinyere alone for too long with that little weirdo, he would freak her right out.
Chinyere had forgotten about Tayo too. With everything that had gone on at work that week. Entertaining Gbenga’s little brother for the weekend was the last thing she needed. No, what she really needed was something else entirely…she couldn’t though…could she?
As Chinyere was walking down the corridor towards her flat, Tayo was still busy in her bedroom. He had stuck a pair of her panties down his boxers and was using them to slowly wank his throbbing erection, whilst he rubbed one of her bras against his cheek.
She paused for a second, chewing her lip, wondering whether she was making the right choice. Who was she kidding? Chinyere knew what she wanted and knew there was only one man in her immediate proximity who was able to fulfill her lusty cravings.
Hating herself for being so weak, she turned and knocked loudly on her neighbor Kwesi’s front door.
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Came the rasping voice from inside the flat. Chinyere’s adrenaline began to spike and she nearly bolted, but she forced herself to stand and wait. “Who is it?”
“Open the door you fat fool!”
As soon as he heard Chinyere’s voice, Kwesi threw open the door with such haste, he nearly toppled over backward. A wide grin creased his face as he drew in the vision of beauty on his doorstep. “Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”
“Don’t you mean little eyes?” Chinyere said.
Kwesi looked her up and down. She was wearing a plain white cotton shirt and a short black skirt. He licked his lips as his focus fell onto the straining buttons which were struggling to hide her phenomenal breasts. “You coming in then darling?” His heart was already racing with excitement at the prospect of having his wicked way with this gorgeous creature once again.
“Your flat smells disgusting. Why don’t you go and wash your stinking cock and meet me at mine in five minutes!” She turned to leave before adding. “And wear a suit or something. Those clothes look filthy!”
Kwesi’s dick sprang into life upon hearing her bold and brazen words. My god, it’s really happening again! “Hang on…I don’t own a suit.”
Chinyere uttered her annoyance. “Just wear a shirt and tie then. Anything is better than that t-shirt and those smelly old shorts you’re wearing now.” With that, she marched away towards her own front door.
Kwesi stroked the bulge in his trousers with glee as he watched her bouncy ass wiggling invitingly as she walked away. He must be the luckiest bastard on earth, the thought with a chuckle. Tayo’s heart leaped into his chest as he heard the key in the door turning. He had just enough time to bundle Chinyere’s bra back into the drawer and close it, before he heard someone enter the flat.
“What the fuck are you doing, Chinyere?” Chinyere loudly rebuked herself as she slammed the door behind her.
Panicking upon hearing Chinyere’s voice, not his brothers, Tayo knew he had only seconds to think up an excuse as to why he was in her bedroom. When nothing came to him quickly, he did the only thing he could think of and dived onto the floor and rolled under her bed.
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