Good day, my name is Lily. I am not a Mandalay. But I happen to share in their shenanigans. My run-in with the family started when my mom married Mr. Joseph Mandalay (Jude’s Dad). I must have been the happiest when my mother decided to divorce my dad and date this handsome and rich man.
The new marriage meant that my mother my cheating broke dad for a rich and comfortable man. For me, it meant a comfort. New school and everything. Even a new step-brother (Jude). Everything was good for me. Mr. Joseph was nice to me. He put me in the same university as his son and updated my wardrobe quite a lot with sexy outfits.
I did not feel left out. Many times, I would be at home and catch him smiling at me and it would make me happy.
When I came home from school one time and net my mom crying, I sensed that danger was knocking on my newfound paradise. I consoled her and tried to get information out of her.
“He is cheating on me”. She said it, but it did not carry much weight with me. I hoped she would not mention that she plans to get another divorce. I was not ready to leave these privileges I enjoyed with the Mandalays. I do not know what got into me, but I assured my mother that I would speak with Mr. Joseph.
He came home that night and smiled at me as usual, and that put me at peace that the issue could be resolved. When he left for the office the next day, I swung into action and prepared fried rice and chicken – his favorite. I stepped out in one of those mini skirts and crop tops he had bought for me.
Like a rich man’s daughter, I entered the compound and called on the driver to take me to my dad’s office. It was a nice ride, the air conditioner in our Benz was just tuned high enough to make me have goosebumps all over my exposed thighs. I ran my palm over them and just smiled at the sensation I got from it.
My nipples hardened, and I realised I had not used my brassiere that day. I needed my body to calm down quickly because my nipples were quite pronounced and when hardened in my crop top, they became too visible. I decided to stop rubbing my thighs.
We entered the office compound, and I went into the building. Everybody was trying to get a look at me, male and female. The ladies with jealousy and the guys with lust. I was unbothered. My dad had bought me these clothes and I would wear them.
When I got to his reception space, it was empty. The secretary was nowhere to be found. I could have waited for her return or knocked on his door to announce my presence, but I chose to catch him unawares. The person who was caught unawares was I. I barged into Mr. Joseph’s office only to confirm what my mother had told me the day before. He was cheating on her with his secretary. I caught them red-handed. His seat was sideways, she bent over sucking his dick.
When I entered, they both stopped what they were doing and looked in my direction. For some weird reason, Mr. Joseph smiled at me as usual, like nothing was wrong. His secretary did not look like someone that was scared, she looked angry especially when Mr. Joseph spanked her ass and told her to excuse us.
The secretary’s anger was more pronounced when she passed by me and hissed loudly enough to be heard. What more? She slammed the door.
I stood there clutching the food basket, too confused to either go further into the office or to leave. Mr. Joseph beckoned on me. It was a slow walk, but I walked to his table and was about to sit when he asked that I come to his seat instead. I left the basket on his table and stumbled between my chair and his table before proceeding to his side.
Once again, I was shocked. His dick was still outside his pants, still hard and still wet with his secretary’s saliva. I stood a few inches away from him, but he started patting his lap, gesturing for me to sit there. When I refused, he smiled and asked me why.
Before I could answer, he said we just needed to discuss what I had just seen. I sat on his lap, and his palm caressed my lower back, which was exposed by my cropped top. I had never felt such soft palms. Made me realise that me this man and had never had physical contact before.
He began to tell me how all men do things like this on the side, but he would like it if I could keep his secret. I told him that his wife had found out already and that was why I had come to discuss it with him. He sighed and told me I needed to keep this secret now more than ever. I sighed too and asked him if he would promise not to cheat on my mum again. He sighed and told me it was a character trait.
At that point, I was about to get off his thigh and just go home. My hand hit his dick. I swear it was unintentional as I had even forgotten that I was seated close to his dick. When I looked at it, it had grown even bigger than when I first saw it. When I looked back up at Mr. Joseph, he smiled as usual and told me that we could strike a deal. He would stop cheating on my mother.
But, in return, we would do things together. I was going to wait for him to explain the things we would be doing when I felt his palm slip into my skirt as try to caress my asscheeks. I felt heat rise in my body immediately. As much as I wanted to resist, my body was screaming something else.
Those nipples that were poking through my shirt when I was in the car started to poke once again. Mr. Joseph stared at them momentarily and looked up at me before saying he knew I understood what he wanted. His head came close to my chest before his hand lifted my top over my breasts making my tear-drop-shaped boobs drop. He clasped his lips around my big, hardened nipples and took a drag on them.
It was so sensational that I had to hold his head and make him promise again that if we got down, he would not cheat on my mum with anybody else. He nodded his head and accepted before squeezing my boob hard making me grab his head tighter.
As much as I enjoyed him sucking my boob, I was scared of when he would want to pull my skirt and panties. My panties were soaked, and I was so shy that he would see me like that. When I felt his hand going up my thigh, I got afraid. I quickly grabbed his hand and stopped him. He looked at me. I knew there was no stopping it, it was I who would finish what his secretary had started.
I stood slowly and grabbed my skirt. I turned away from him, too shy to look at him. I raised the skirt and told him I wanted it from behind.
I was still holding my skirt when his dick penetrated me. Goosebumps rose all over my body, I had to let go of my skirt and place my hands on the table. In a short while, flesh started hitting flesh as his dick continued to dig its way into my pussy. He held one of my asscheeks apart, put his hand inside my crop top, and squeezed my boob as he fucked me.
When we finished and I stepped out of his office, his secretary hissed at me once again, but I did not care. I had accomplished what I came for and even got a good fuck from it. My stepdad came home that night, and everything went smoothly. He came to my room at midnight, I spread my legs for him and let him fuck me missionary.
There was something sweet about his dick, it went deep and hit the walls of my pussy. Not even my boyfriend could match his energy. When I went to school, I asked if my stepdad had changed. She confirmed that he had changed and thanked me for my efforts. Little did she know that I was beginning to fall in love with Mr. Joseph.
At this point, I was ready to marry Mr. Joseph if my mom thought of divorce again. I, however, did not get that opportunity as we got caught at this wedding. I had been with the older ladies all day with the wedding arrangements. By nightfall, I went to my room, which had now been upgraded from a regular room to one of the exclusive rooms.
It was one of the perks of being my stepdad’s sidechick. From the moment the receptionist gave me a new key to my apartment and told me my room had been upgraded, I knew we were fucking that night. So, I wore my lace g-strings and nothing else.
I waited in bed for him. I felt him enter the bed and stretched his hand to grab my boob. I did not look back, I just put my hand behind me and grabbed his penis. It was hard as usual. After playing with it for a while, I bent over and started to suck his dick. That was when the door burst open with Grandma and the other old ladies coming in holding my half-nude mum.
Written by Reezy Sama
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