My name is Sidikat, and I sell herbal mixtures, so you can call me Sidi Alagbo because that is the name of my shop that I just opened. It is a classy centre designed to attract Gen-Z customers.
I love my new shop. It is fully air-conditioned, my goods are packed in bottles and sachets with descriptions for usage, and I have an office where I was consulted like a medical doctor.
This was a big upgrade – about three months before, all I had was a roadside shack where I sold my herbs in liquid form to passersby in the sun.
My quick elevation was because of how skilled I was when it came to curating cure from my herbs, but I should also give kudos to my pussy and bedroom skills because they also played vital roles.
Anyway, I am home today, and I had no plans to go shopping. I already left Dara, my apprentice, in charge. She is not as good as I am, but far better than any other help.
My plan for the day was to enjoy myself as a single mother in her early thirties. I picked up my phone and scrolled lazily before I called Ezekiel.
It did not take long after I asked him to come upstairs that I began to hear soft knocks on the door. I answered lazily, and he entered, announcing his presence and standing near my bedframe. I just lay there, chest on the bed. My big breasts acted as support and held my body up.
I stared at him hungrily, seductively, till my eyes came to rest on his crotch. “Remove your clothes and stop acting like you don’t know what I called you for”. That was the funny thing about Ezekiel, he looks so innocent and acts it, but he likes to fuck, and he fucks me very well.
Ever since I employed him as my driver, he has been banging my pussy, but he would still wait for me to tell him to take off his clothes before he moves into action. I watched him slowly remove every piece of his clothing, starting from his belt.
He did it slowly, just the way I liked it, and when his shaved crotch came into view, my pussy spasmed a little, and some juice must have quietly burst out of it. I could feel my wetness growing, and the more I tightened my thighs, the more intense the feeling got.
My nipples began to harden up in my bra, and my breath grew ragged as his penis gradually came into view.
I stretched my hand forward, and he moved close,r presenting it to me. I grabbed it and ran my thumb over the head of his penis, gently tickling it before I dragged my body closer to him and touched the head of his penis with my tongue. Now.
I looked up to him; his eyes were filled with lust, and I knew he was just so eager to tear this brassiere off my chest and take my panties off my ass. I always loved it when he did that.
When he disrespectfully fucks me and makes me shed tears, then about an hour later, he returns to calling me “Ma”, driving me wherever I needed to be and carrying my bags. I soaked his penis with my mouth and licked it.
He winced and was about to bring his hands to my head when I changed my mind. The plan was to stay at home and rest. Why should I rush and fuck? We should take it slow and fuck till Ezekiel is empty.
I removed his penis from my mouth and pointed to a bottle of oil on my dresser and asked him to bring it. I shifted myself back to the middle of my bed and spread myself on it, still chest flat.
When Ezekiel returned, I asked him to use the oil to give me a full-body massage. I knew he was eager to fuck me, but I did not even look to check his expression. I felt droplets of oil on my lower back and around my neck, then I felt him unhooking my bra.
Once that was done, I did us a favour by removing the bra and flinging it away from sight before returning to my previous position. Assured that I had settled, Ezekiel sat astride my lover’s hip just above my ass and began to massage my back.
The oil sank into my body, and his touch was firm and soft. Everything tickled me and eased my body, but since he was naked, the tip of his penis was gliding up and down my back, and the thought of it just sliding into my pussy was driving me crazy.
At a point, I felt his thumb go between my asscheeks. I knew where its final destination was, and that thought alone almost made me move my thick thighs and place them side by side. Ezekiel must have noticed this too, and he jumped between my thighs to stop my action.
I knew I was done for; he was getting into his zone now. He landed three hot spanks on my fleshy asscheeks before asking me if he permitted me to close them before. I moaned my “noooo” into the bed, letting the pleasure from the spank travel down my body.
His thumb continued to stroke the small space between my asshole and my pussy hole. Without asking, it slipped into my pussy. I exhaled hard and grabbed the bedsheet. Then he removed it.
My phone starts to ring, but we pay no attention to that. I eagerly waited for his penis to penetrate me from behind or even his thumb. Even though I wanted us to take it slow, I was too turned on now.
Ezekiel, however, seemed to be interested in finishing what I had started. I felt his hands grab a chunk of my asscheeks and spread them as far as he could. Was he going to eat my pussy from that angle?
I doubted the possibility because I was thick, and it just would not be convenient for him. Ezekiel got his tongue inside my pussy from the back making me moan like a teenager.
I would have loved to get on my knees and arch my ass for his convenience, but he had not asked me to do that, and he would punish me if I made any move without his consent.
I continued to moan into the bed, hold the bedsheet tight and put my best into keeping my legs spread. My phone continued to ring, but I still paid no attention.
Ezekiel asked me to turn over, and I did – landing on my back, gasping for air with my breasts trying to choke me. He picked up the bottle of oil again and started to sprinkle it on my stomach and breasts. In that space, I began to look for my phone to check who it was that was calling so frantically and maybe find out what the person wanted.
By the time I found my phone, Ezekiel had resumed to massaging my body. He massaged my belly parts a little and graduated to my breasts. This cannot be called a massage. This boy was fondling my breasts, loving how the oil made his palms glide on them.
He grabbed my nipples with his thumb and index fingers. Oh my big, sensitive nipples. I moaned loudly when he pinched them and immediately beckoned to him to come close.
As his face got closer, my body yearned for his lips to grant me a kiss, and he could begin to fuck me from there. With our faces just inches apart, my phone began to ring again, immediately killing the moment.
I had already forgotten that I held it in my hand. On the caller ID, it was Alhaji – Oh shit!
I threw a finger across my lips to tell Ezekiel to keep everything quiet before I picked up the call. “Where have you been? I have been calling you… As I tried to cook a lie for him, I noticed that Ezekiel had stopped everything he was doing.
I picked his hand and used it to grab my breast as Alhaji continued to rant about how I do not always pick up my calls quickly enough, and asked what if it was an emergency. Ezekiel was a good boy; he had already brought his lips down to my nipples, sucking on them like my baby.
I was biting my lips so that I would not moan and let Alhaji catch someone else fucking his investment. As he sucked on my nipple, I could already feel his penis knocking at the door of my pussy.
I bit my lip harder because now, I was closer to moaning, and Alhaji would not stop ranting on the phone. “Let us meet at your office in 35minutes, I have something important to show you”. Those words hit me like a tsunami, forcing me to jerk out of my pleasure. I gently pushed him away before he could put his penis inside my pussy.
I hissed and rolled myself out of the bed before telling Ezekiel to go and get the car ready because we were heading to the office. He looked a bit dumbfounded, but I couldn’t care less, I was his boss, and Alhaji was my investor.
I took a quick shower, knowing that once I returned home, I must get this fuck from Ezekiel overnight. By the time I returned, he had left with his clothes. I quickly packed my breasts in a lacy bra that hoisted them up, making me look like a teenager.
I slipped on a lacy panty too because it was Alhaji, there might be a show for me. By the time I got downstairs, Ezekiel was already warming the car up. We drove down to my office in silence, and sexual tension reeked in the car.
I wished that we could fuck there, but then, we could not. My consolation was that Alhaji would either fuck me at the office or I would return home to fuck Ezekiel.
As we got to my destination, my phone began to ring again, and it was Alhaji. He had taken a detour and would update me if he would still come around. I hissed. I was so pained that I cancelled sex for this.
I stomped into my workplace, and Dara was not there yet, and the place was not locked. My anger increased. I stomped into my office to settle down before calling Dara to ask about her whereabouts.
Once I opened the door, Dara sprang out of my chair, clattering into it and falling over. In the process, her dress hiked up, and she was naked down there. A few seconds later, a slender, fair-complexioned guy emerged from under my desk.
I knew him; he was Dara’s boyfriend, and I knew exactly what they were doing in my office.
I had done similar things when I was an apprentice. My anger dissipated, and my mischief took over. I had been cutting eyes for this boy for quite some time, but he does not seem to notice.
Now, he was in my net. I asked my young couple a question I knew they would not answer, “What was he doing under you in my office???”
Written by Reezy Sama
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