January 21, 2020
Randy Lanre S01E07: Big fucking mistake but I can explain.

Randy Lanre S01E07: Big fucking mistake but I can explain.

Mariana is on her way to his office right now.

In the middle of all that he has had to deal with. He had plenty to think about, the immense pressure of the job, which now includes training Maggy, the obsessive dick-loving spoilt brat, Carol who he thought he could manage, and keep for rainy days,

Ella is also beginning to see him as her dreamy boyfriend, and Mariana, the love of his life that she doesn’t want to know about his sexcapades after the deliverance.

Mariana’s voice brought him back to reality, as he rocked back and forth in his chair.
“Baby, are you there?”
“Lanre, are you there?”
“Yes Baby, I’m here”
“I kinda thought I lost you there,” She said
“You actually did, I was thinking about all the naughty things I would do to you when we see”

“You can’t say anything naughty right now, Aunt Catherine is here, and we’re on speaker”
“Oh my God! Geez! Next time, give a brother some heads up” Lanre said

“Mariana why did you stop him, it isn’t like he started saying anything naughty yet,” Aunt Theresa said
“How are you, Aunt Catherine and the family,” Lanre said

“I’m good, Lanre. I have told you, people, to call me by my name. Call me Cathy, you people are just forcing me into my old age. I’m still young na” She said, joking.

She might have been joking while she said it, but Catherine was a hot mother of 3, her gym was as consistent as her breathing. She had even boasted of having tight pussy, she is someone who sometimes revealed a bit too much.

“I’m a 42-year-old hottie, I’m nobody’s aunty, abeg” She said
“But I cannot call you by name, Aunty. It’s against the African tradition, it’s rude” Mariana said. They all laughed, trying to put Cathy in her place, but as always she put up a fight.

“How many ladies have tits as firm like mine. Please go and look for your aunty in the village” She said grabbing her own tits to prove a point.

“What’s the difference between mine and Mariana’s,” Aunt Cathy asked, the question would have been innocent if not for the history between Lanre and Aunt Cathy.

Mariana laughed and waved it off as a joke but Lanre and Cathy knew what it meant.
Lanre was laughing out loud in the office, the laughter served as relaxation for him, after an exhaustive day, he knew how crazy she can be.

“So, where are you now?” Lanre said to get everyone’s mind out of the continuous argument of why Cathy wasn’t anyone’s Aunty.

“We’re just completed third mainland bridge, approaching Obalende now,” Mariana said
“I’m rounding up at the office now. I will start heading to Aunt Cathy’s house in Phase 1. We will all meet there.” Lanre said

“I wanted to come by your office, babe” Mariana protested

“Office is for work, moreover, I’m exhausted. I wanna see you somewhere other than the office. This office represents work for me” Lanre said, trying to justify his reasons for moving the meet to her aunt’s house.

“Okay, we should be home in 15 minutes or there-about.”

Lanre wished he had another option better than Cathy’s house, whom he has been avoiding after the incident, a really crazy person. He thought her marriage was solid because Uncle Kenneth is a good guy, he caught him eyeing Mariana a couple of times when they visited.

If he’s as much as the freak that he looks like then Cathy must be enjoying all the sex with her hunk of a husband, especially with her banging body.

The situation was quite unfortunate, she knew Cathy wanted something with him but it was also heartbreaking for him because they just settled a dispute before she traveled.

It was between this little lapse in judgment while on leave at work that the “devil” crawled into the situation, he was vulnerable, Mariana was going through somethings, and one thing led to the other. While they were discussing, they began talking about their past relationships/flings and Mariana asked him.

“Tell me what your body count is”
“11” Lanre lied.
“There is no dimension or alternative universe where that isn’t a lie,” Mariana said laughing and then punched his arm.

“If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you the honest figure that,” Lanre said
“I’m not ashamed of my body count, I just started having sex a while back, my number is 7,” She said
“Not bad, does that include the guys you slept with and didn’t date?” Lanre asked
“You’re asking me to include strangers/one-night stand?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely!” He replied

“It’s not so bad, just 3 more, making it a total of 10,” She said
“I’m not that bad a girl, I tried experimenting a little” She continued
“10 is still a lot to have gone in between your legs,” Lanre said joking
“You’re a fucking asshole,” She said and they both laughed.
“Quit diverting and answer me jo,” Mariana said, she said jabbing into him

“You’re gonna injure me, do you want me to spend my leave in the orthopedic hospital? Stop beating me up” Lanre protested.
“So, it’s this small jab that will send you to Gbobi” She reeked of sarcasm.
“Just say it already” Mariana was getting anxious

“Okay okay, my number is 20” He lied
“I don’t believe that, stop lying jo” She wanted to jab him with her elbow but he dodged and missed it last minute, he began making the childish tongue out face as he leaped off the bed.

“Very mature of you to do that,” She said pointing at his face.

“If Obasanjo can do it, then why can’t I do it?” He protested and did the tongue out again.
“Bring your ass back to this bed now, and tell me what the real number is,” She said
He crawled back into the bed and cuddled up to her,
“Now be honest with me.” She said patting his head.

“Why does this body count thing count? It was before we met” He protested while putting his head on her belly.
“Why are you so scared of saying it”
“Okay, here goes nothing”

“It’ll be in the range of 60, that’s me being very honest” He reduced it, but that was close to the real figure.

“You have slept with 60 women? My goodness! 60!!!!! How is it possible that just you have slept with 60 women.” Mariana couldn’t believe her ears.
“Now, you see why I was hiding it,” Lanre said remorsefully.
“Did you sleep with any married woman?” She asked
“Of course not, I’m not that devilish”

“Evidently, you’re! You need deliverance. You’re not putting that thing in me again till you’ve done your deliverance” She decreed

“Baby! Don’t be so dramatic. It’s in the past before we met” He said, trying to plead his case.
“No more sex?” He said
“Yes!” She replied affirmatively
“But we were gonna have sex today, but it’s off now because I opened my big mouth,” He said

“We were until I realized you’ve bedded every female in Lagos” she exaggerated.
“I appreciate you being honest but for us to get ahead with this, you need to redeem your soul”
“So, my soul is stained now?” He asked

“Clearly, with the souls of 60 women, and more that you’ve denied,” She said
“Can you stop being dramatic?” Lanre said
“Good night, Lanre” She pushed him off her and pulled the duvet closer, and closed her eyes.

This is what this my big mouth has caused me now, he thought to himself, he backed her and slept off.
Early the next morning, before she started preparing for work, she woke him up to apologize
“I’m not entirely sorry for how I acted last night but you gave me a scare.”

“Please agree to a deliverance session, I will be there myself, we will do it together” She pleaded.

He looked up at her, and agreed, she kissed him and got up to prepare for work.
He felt better after their brief discussion, she strolled into the bathroom, he watched the bulbs of her bum shake so beautifully as she stripped naked before entering the bath, his little man got excited.

As she was about to exit the house, she turned back and said,

“Aunt Cathy will be dropping the Aso Ebi for the Osakwe’s wedding upper weekend”.
“Okay”, he said, they air-kissed as she went out to work with a coffee cup in one hand and laptop bag in the other, he watched her sexy bum sway as she walked to her car, she looked back and kissed him, knowing she was tormenting him.

He went back in, opened the bedroom door, and jumped back in bed, and continued his sleep like a baby.

A rigorous knock on the door woke him up, then he remembered Mariana said something about her Aunt dropping stuff later that morning. He woke up and looked up, it was 11 AM, damn he must have slept for another 4 hours.

In other not to keep her waiting, he rushed to the door with boxer shorts alone, still trying to wipe off the sleep from his face. He opened the door apologizing, but instead of her ranting, she was transfixed, admiring his athletic build, his large chest, and the visible six-packs.

“I’m sorry Aunty, I was just going to sleep for like an hour, I’m so sorry for keeping you waiting.” He said

She was still there, looking and licking her lips.
“Aunt Catherine!” He called her out, she came out of her dreamy phase and stepped in, then threw the cloth on the sofa, moving closer to him like she was under a spell.

As she moved closer to him, he kept stepping back, and she kept approaching till his back hit the wall. She began rubbing her hands all over his chest, Lanre was surprised because her husband too is a fitness freak, in fact, they share the same protein formula.

“My goodness, Lanre, you look so good”
“Thank you but don’t you have somewhere to be”
“It can wait”
“Is this hard-on for me?” She asked

“It’s my morning wood, it has nothing to do with you.”
“It shouldn’t go to waste either way”
“Aunty, you’re funny. I’m fine, thank you”

Her hands were still rubbing his body all around before he knew it, she pulled down his boxer and held his dick in her hand. He looked shocked but he didn’t react, she stroked it back and forth, she closed her eyes and brought her face closer to his face, a kiss me gesture.

He obliged her, and kissed her, she continued stroking his dick, with the blue balls of last night about to be cured. He took the liberty, grabbed and squeezed her ass, she broke the kiss and whispered

“Yes”

Her body was so soft, she was wearing jeggings with a big t-shirt over it, he grabbed and continued squeezing, the more he squeezed, the more the kiss became intense. Then he put his hands into her jeggings and grabbed the soft flesh of her big ass.

Wondering how lucky Uncle Kenneth is to be enjoying this, he was impressed body despite three children. The jerk was getting to him, so he stopped and then took her to the bedroom, took off her leggings, and the t-shirt, spread her legs as far as they could go.

He put his face in between her legs, tongue first, he began to suck and lick her pussy, he held her legs far apart herself, obviously enjoying the spectacle.

At this point, the fornication demon was in full control of Lanre and his being.

He spat, and sucked her pussy, he had missed sex last night because of her family member, now she will pay for it. His tongue probing into her pussy, slapping it over her clitoris. She tapped his head when he looked up, she said.

“I want to ride that your torch size dick”
Cool! A lady that knows what she wants, he grabbed a condom from a secret stash underneath the sofa and put on. She jumped on it and rode him like a horse, eyes closed with full concentration, she bent her frame forward then her waist motion began, her boobs were hitting him midsection of his belly.

WOW! She really does know how to fuck! She kept going and alternating, sitting on it and bouncing up and down, holding his chest as support, or his knee behind.

Clearly, Aunty was feeling the nigga!

She came on top of him, stop up and assumed doggy position, he went behind her, holding his long thick dick, pointing it towards her pussy, and then pressed forward till just the balls were out, then began to pummel her from the back, he began fast and it as easy for him because her cum had filled the pussy.

He fucked her silly, she held her own butt cheeks apart with her face buried in the mattress to muffle her sounds, he grunted as he spilled his cum into the condom, and came out of her, both of them never spoke about it, it was the first and last time, Lanre made sure of that.

This will be the first meeting since that time, he needed somewhere else with less pressure, and unfortunately, Aunt Cathy’s house has less pressure than his office.

At least when she asked if he had slept with a married woman, he hadn’t done it yet.
“Life can be complicated”, he thought to himself.

His phone began to ring, and the caller ID is Maureen, an old girlfriend he dated years before meeting the love of his life, he couldn’t quite define how much he loved Mariana, probably more than life itself, but his incessant cheating is incredible.

He ignored the call, he has moved on, she should do the same too, they had a violent breakup almost four years ago, let her move on, moreover what does she want four years later. He muted the ringer.

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