He was just in time too. At the very moment, Chinyere had walked into her bedroom, he had just managed to roll out of sight.
Completely oblivious to the young man hiding under her bed, Chinyere set about getting ready for Kwesi’s arrival.
Tayo’s eyes widened in shock as he watched a white shirt fall to the floor, inches from his head. He could feel his heart was beating wildly in his chest as the shirt was swiftly followed by a black skirt.
Worried that she might hear his heavy breathing, Tayo held his breath as his disbelieving eyes saw a white bra and then a white pair of panties falling onto the pile of clothes in front of him.
His brain was racing now. The woman who he had been fantasizing about for so long, was currently completely naked only a few feet away from where he lay. The only downside being, he could only see about halfway up her ankle. There was no way he could risk peeking out, even though he wanted to more than anything in the world. If he got caught spying on his brother’s naked girlfriend he knew Gbenga wouldn’t hesitate to beat him to a coma.
He was absentmindedly aware that Chinyere was talking to herself, but he wasn’t processing what she was saying. All that his mind was able to do was imagine what the beautiful lady must look like minus her clothes. His cock was pulsing, but he dared not move to touch it.
Chinyere sat down in front of her mirror and applied some pink lip gloss and a small amount of dark eyeliner to make her beautiful blue eyes pop that little bit more. “You shouldn’t be doing this you stupid girl.” She murmured to herself, as she ran a brush through her hair and then pulled it back into a ponytail.
She rummaged through her underwear drawer looking for the sexy red set of lingerie she had planned on wearing but was confused when she could only find the bra and not the matching panties. “Have I washed them?” She thought out loud. She couldn’t remember wearing them recently. Never imagining that at that very second, a 19-year-old boy was lying under her bed, with those very same panties, stuffed down his trousers.
Deciding that blue always looked better against her chocolate complexion anyway, she opted to slip on a deep blue and black, silk and lace set instead.
Not wanting to give him the immediate satisfaction of her answering the door in only her sexy lingerie, Chinyere decided to put her work clothes back on. She had just finished pulling up her skirt and buttoning up her shirt when there was a loud knock at the door.
“Well, there’s no going back now.” She sighed, half annoyed with herself, half excited about the prospect of getting a good nasty fucking at long last.
Tayo’s heart leaped again when he heard the knock. Thinking that his brother was now back home, he feared that they would see his school bag on the chair, figure out he was here somewhere, and then search the entire flat for him. How on earth was he going to explain away being found hiding under their bed?
Chinyere took a deep breath and went to open the door.
Kwesi rubbed his chin and stared in awestruck amazement at Chinyere’s curvy figure, clad in her tightly fitted outfit. She had a sexy secretarial look about her which drove him wild. “uh baby, you look so good enough to eat.” He grumbled lustfully, staring down hungrily into the deep valley of cleavage which Chinyere had on show.
“I wish I could say the same about you. Is that really the best you could do?” Chinyere looked at his grubby shirt and tie with disgust. Her insides tingled though, she couldn’t help but feel excited by how repulsed she was by this ugly pig of a man.
She had wanted him to wear a suit so that she could pretend he was her boss. They were both overweight balding bastards, so it wasn’t too much of a stretch of the imagination. “I suppose you better come in then.”
She walked straight into her bedroom, leaving Kwesi to close the door behind him. Chinyere squirted some of her perfume into the air, hoping it would help to mask some of the vile sweaty stench that seemed to follow Kwesi like a cloud of toxic smoke.
“I was starting to think you’d forgotten about poor Kwesi.” He teased as he entered her tidy, wonderfully scented bedroom.
Tayo sighed with relief when he heard the man’s voice wasn’t that of his brother. It seemed rather odd though that she would invite a strange man into her bedroom. His voice had a quiver, implying he was rather old. It was the voice of a man who had smoked one too many weed over the years. Maybe it was her dad?
“You’re easily forgettable.” Chinyere taunted.
Kwesi moved closer to the curvy lady, slipping his hand around her waist. “You should be nice to me young lady. You’re the one who came knocking on my door remember, not the other way around. I reckon you’ve been itching to have me fuck your sweet little pussy again. Don’t pretend like you didn’t love it the last time!”
It was definitely not her dad! Tayo couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Had this old weirdo really just said what he thought he had said? Or was this some kind of vivid daydream? His cock throbbed again. This time he slowly moved his hand down to squeeze it, careful to not make a noise.
“Ha! Don’t make me laugh.” Chinyere mocked, ripping his hand away from her waist. “Have you not figured it out yet? Sometimes I enjoy the feeling of being humiliated. I only fucked you because you’re the epitome of disgusting.” With that, she poked him hard in the chest. “You’re a dirty old man. There’s no sinking any lower than getting fucked by you! It makes all the parts of life seem thrilling by comparison, knowing just how low life’s barrel can be scraped!”
Kwesi was far from hurt by her words, he could see the truth in them. “Well if you’re done with your speech, then I say let the humiliation commence!” With that he grabbed her right breast roughly, mauling it through her thin cotton shirt.
Tayo was shocked by Chinyere’s confession. So she was cheating on his brother, was she? And with a dirty old man of all people? What the fuck? It was all too much information for him to absorb in one go. His mind raced with the possibilities of what he could do with this knowledge. He had always thought his good for nothing bastard of a brother wasn’t deserving of a girlfriend as beautiful as Chinyere. But should he tell him?
They might have been sworn enemies growing up, but he was still his brother. The small fragment of his overloaded mind thought Gbenga probably deserved to know, but the overruling hormone-driven majority of his brain was only thinking about how he could use this new-found knowledge to get his own hands on his fantasy girl. The girl who he had spent 6 months drooling and masturbating over non-stop.
“Get off!” Chinyere smacked his groping hand away.
“I’m kind of getting mixed messages here girlie.” Kwesi sneered.
“Don’t worry you’ll get what’s coming to you. First, though, I want you to play along with me ok?”
“Um…ok.” Kwesi’s eyes narrowed.
“I want you to tell me that the only reason I got such an early promotion at work was because I must have sucked a lot of cocks to get it.” Chinyere was starting to draw deep breaths, she needed to vent her fury first. Then she could fuck the shit out of this dirty old pervert.
“You what?” Kwesi looked at her with confusion.
“Just say it!”
“Err…You only got promoted because you sucked lots of cocks.” Kwesi hardly had time to blink before a hot pain struck his cheek. He was stunned by the venom and power of Chinyere’s slap. He stared at her disbelievingly, rubbing his burning skin.
“I worked hard for that promotion! I’ve got better sales figures than anyone in this lousy office! Don’t you dare think that just because I’m a beautiful lady and I’ve got big tits, that I didn’t work my ass off to get where I am today! Who the fuck are you to tell me I must have sucked dick to get promoted?
You don’t know me! HOW DARE YOU!” Chinyere growled the final few words out. She punched Kwesi in the chest a few times for good measure. Her pussy was starting to get wet as her body was reacting to the kinky scenario.
Kwesi quickly understood what she was up to. These were things she must wish she could say to her boss. He decided to happily play along. “I don’t need to know you. I can tell just by looking at you that you’re only good for one thing! You cock teasing little bitch!” He jeered in reply.
“God I hate you! I hate everything about you! You chauvinistic piece of shit! You’re nothing but a fat PIG!” Chinyere spat the words with such venom, that flecks of spit hit Kwesi in the face.
“Anything else?” Kwesi’s voice remained calm, even though his cock was harder than it had ever been. He was struggling to hold himself back from throwing Chinyere onto the bed and ravishing her incredible body. Good things come to those who wait, he thought.
“Yeah…tell me that you want me to scrub all the toilets by hand and if I don’t then I can pack up my desk and leave for good!” Chinyere’s legs were squirming together as her excitement grew and grew.
“Listen you worthless bitch. I want you to get in those toilets and scrub every bowl until they are clean enough to eat my dinner off of. If you don’t then I’m gonna sling your good for nothing whore ass out onto the street!”
This took Chinyere a little by surprise. It turned out Kwesi was even better at this role-playing task than she would have ever given him credit for. Not knowing how to respond, she slapped him hard again.
“Ow bitch! That hurts! You know that striking your boss is an instant sackable offense?” He grabbed her arm, holding her wrist tightly.
“It was worth it.” She spat.
“Well, it won’t go unpunished.” With that Kwesi sat down on the edge of the bed. Chinyere squealed as he pulled her over his lap and swiftly tugged her skirt up around her waist.
The edge of the mattress sank so low with their combined weight, Tayo’s head was very nearly pinned to the floor. He slowly and silently shifted to the side more, to get away from the dip. He was desperate to see what was happening, but the only view he had was of some old bloke’s dirty slippers.
Kwesi slid his hands all over Chinyere’s legs, admiring the spectacular view. Then with considerable force, he spanked her firm but a fleshy ass.
“AHHH!” Chinyere screamed at the sharpness of the pain which shot through her body. She was so turned on it was almost maddening. She writhed against the firm bulge which was pressing against her panty covered pussy, yearning for more.
“You like that don’t you?” Kwesi goaded, as he soothed the mark that had flourished on her smooth skin with gentle strokes.
WHACK!
He smacked her other cheek even harder, causing Chinyere to arch her back and scream once more.
Kwesi repeated this process half a dozen more times until her entire fat ass was a rosy shade of red. He then cupped her soaking pussy in his palm and began to rub the silk crotch of her panties into her puffy swollen lips.
“Don’t touch me you dirty old bastard!” Chinyere mewed.
“Hmm, your grinding hips say otherwise you little whore.” Kwesi pulled the thin fabric of her panties to the side and immediately plunged two fingers into her dripping wet snatch.
“Ungh! UNGH! FUCK!” Chinyere bucked back onto his intruding digits. Her frustrated pussy was hungry for relief.
“Mmmm, that’s it, baby. Damn, I’d almost forgot how tight you were!” He started to finger fuck her hard and fast until Chinyere was yelping and groaning with heated lust.
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