Lekan was well hidden under my desk. Poor boy, for the second time that day, he’s had to be hidden under my desk. Well, that was all thanks to his promiscuous behaviour. I quickly walked to the door to receive Alhaji while I tried to adjust the front of my gown and realign my breasts.
Before I could grab the handle, the door started to open slowly, and I came face-to-face with Dara and Alhaji. From the look of things, she was trying to delay Alhaji for me. I felt so proud of my girl. Even though I had just fucked her boyfriend, she was still trying to save my ass.
As Alhaji came in and I genuflected to greet him, he picked me back up and hugged me – his dear concubine.
While I remained in his embrace, I looked over at my apprentice, who gave me a wry smile with her face already dry from tears. I escorted Alhaji inside the office, and we sat down for a discussion.
First, there were complaints about my not picking up his calls and all. I was apologising and looking for how to shift the blame until he shifted the discussion to ask if we could run a quickie right there in my office.
I was shocked, and I just smiled, telling him that we could not have sex at my workplace. It was not proper because it could affect my business.
He looked down, and I had to walk from my seat to his and rub his head before I fixed an appointment that we should just do it at my house over the weekend where I would show him all the different styles that exist and make him enjoy me.
He looked up with his eyes gleaming like a child who has been promised a gift. In my head, I laughed at how easy this man was, and I laughed at the foolish lie I had just given to Alhaji.
A few minutes ago, I was getting thoroughly piped in this same office by a boy nearly half my age o. The only reason why I was actually not fucking Alhaji right now was that I did not want to blow my cover with Femi.
As we were rounding off our discussion on the appointment, my phone began to ring, and I instantly reached for it. Alhaji looked at me and eyeballed me. I smiled sheepishly and picked my call to tell my friend Rashidat that I would be around over the weekend, and she could show up.
Immediately I hung up, Alhaji reminded me of our appointment for the weekend, and I just shrugged. He asked me why I was allotting time for another person when he was supposed to be having my pussy for the weekend.
That was when I figured out the mistake I had just made. I groaned and picked up my phone, pretending as if I wanted to call my friend and cancel our weekend appointment.
But, as the usual tease that I am, I gave Alhaji this seductive look and asked him whether he could not just fuck me for a day of the weekend and let me have the remaining day with my friend.
He nodded his head like a starved child and said my pussy was too sweet to be fucked for a day, and because he was travelling soon, he needed to fuck me to his fill. As he was saying it, his hand was entering my gown from under and rubbing on my thigh. The way he was touching my thigh and the way he was hyping my sweet pussy, both were intoxicating and if not because there was too much at stake, I would have given Alhaji a shot right there.
Instead, I grabbed his hand as I tried to hold in my gasp – momentarily remembering that first time Alhaji and I fucked again. After his wife interrupted that our fuck, Alhaji took me to hide in his room, stating that I would be safe there because his wife does not come there at all. He then went to the sitting room.
Soon, an argument ensued between him and his wife. I placed my ear on the door to hear some of it and realised that they were fighting over some underwear. I checked myself and realised that I had left my panties behind after leaving the sitting room in haste earlier – remember I flung when Alhaji and I were going to start fucking.
Well, Alhaji stood his ground on the claims of having no idea how the panty came to be, he had been on a trip and had been sick. Alhaja asked if I had come over. He told her that I dropped the herbs and meat at the gate and left in a hurry.
Before she could say anything else, Alhaji accused his wife of being terrible at her job, unable to look after him even when he was not feeling fine, and instead sending some random person to his house and putting his security at risk.
Now she has brought some pants home and is trying to pin some rubbish on him just to cover for her uselessness. Alhaja had no comeback from this; she simply said that she was tired and went to her room.
After what seemed like forever, Alhaji came into the room again and locked the door from behind. I stood there quite confused. Should he not be letting me escape right now? I was already all dressed up and Alhaji just pulled me close to himself undressing me one clothing after another before asking in a soft voice whether I was rushing anywhere.
I asked what about his wife but he just scoffed saying he needed to enjoy himself too since she had gone to enjoy herself. And my pussy is sugar, and his penis is still very hard. Once again, I was clad in just my brassiere, and I watched him lick his lips.
I love this dangerous adventure already, and when he added that I should not scream or moan too loudly, it just made my nipples harden more. Before he could even say anything, I had turned my back to him, bent over, used one hand to hold my bumbum apart and the other hand to cover my mouth.
Alhaji whistled softly before placing one hand on my waist and using the other to guide his penis inside my pussy. Thank God I had a palm covering my mouth because the way his penis lodged inside my pussy made me gasp, but my hand smothered it.
After making sure that he was deeply buried in my pussy, his second hand soon grabbed the other side of my waist, and he started to bang me. He was banging me so hard that the way his crotch was hitting my soft bumbum was beginning to make sounds that I was scared would draw Alhaja’s attention.
As I had loads of experience in this sex thing, I grabbed my gown from the floor and found a way to place it over my ass. That way, no matter how hard he fucked me, the clothing absorbed all the sound. Alhaji increased his pace after finding out what I did. He fucked me harder, and his hand soon went to the hook of my brassiere.
The moment it was unhooked, I finished the job by removing and flinging it. Alhaji’s hands came to my breasts and squeezed them hard as he continued to fuck me. This time, I was really feeling that penis and I needed to scream the pleasure out.
But Alhaja soon started to knock. I was pissed at the thought that this would interrupt our sex, but Alhaji did not even pay her any mind; he just continued fucking me while Alhaja remained at the door, knocking and asking whether Alhaji was asleep.
I, who was inside enjoying a sweet penis, used both my hands to cover my mouth now to stop the scream from escaping.
Alhaji did not even mind his wife the same way I did not mind Dara earlier when I was enjoying her boyfriend’s penis. He continued to slam inside my pussy until he came again, making it the second time that day.
I got off his penis and looked at it. It was fat, shiny and covered in my juice, and it looked so beautiful. I smiled looking at it because my Alhaji penis was still hard o and I do no even mind going another round.
Then his wife started to knock on the door again, telling Alhaji that she was sorry for nagging earlier. Her disturbance made me drag Alhaji to his restroom, and I just went on my knees like a good girl to suck all that juice off his penis.
He was so shocked to see me that nasty but that was just me. Looking at him now, I know I would still have a nice time over the weekend.
He gave me ₦200,000 in cash and bade me farewell. Not long after he left, the door opened and Dara walked through, almost smiling. I met her with a smile too, and now my good apprentice was no longer worried about me fucking her boyfriend; she was asking how I was able to wave Alhaji off without him noticing that I was getting piped earlier.
Before I would start to explain anything, I would call Lekan and tell him to excuse us. Dara eyed him maliciously as he tried to speak to her before he left.
Once alone, I thanked Dara for buying me time with Alhaji, I apologised for fucking her boyfriend and even advised her not to cry over any man because they are all cheats and their penis has no loyalty.
To round off, I picked the bundle of newly minted notes and broke one of them into two, handing the heftier half to Dara without counting. She gleefully accepted and thanked me. I asked her not to worry because I still have other stuff for her.
As she walked away, I wished Iya Nimota could see how I treated my apprentice. After beating me, I eventually fucked her husband to the point he stopped fucking her at home. But that is a story for another day.
For now, I needed to prepare myself for the weekend penis and my friend’s son, who was going to stay at my place for a bit till he gets accommodation at the hostel.
Written by Reezy Sama
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