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“Thanks for coming to my surprise send-off party”, Nancy said as she walked Lanre to the elevator.
“I couldn’t have resisted, imagine, I got two packs instead of you”, Lanre joked
“You got that because I miscalculated and thought your friend, Yinka, was at work today”
“All is well that ends well. I enjoyed eating both”
While they had a little bit of small talk, the elevator arrived, and Lanre got in.
“I need to say my final goodbye on the seventh floor”, Nancy said
The elevator began going up, the flight up was silent, and then she broke it,
“You know what?” She began
“What?” He replied, as they stood side by side, just opposite the elevator door
“I’ve always had a crush on you, ever since I first met you when I joined this company” She blurted out.
Lanre’s head began to spin; he couldn’t believe his ears. What did Nancy mean? Crush on him, it was the other way around; he always looked forward to her coming to the games night.
Eventually, he was able to speak, and all he could say was “What?!”
“I thought you were crushing on Charles, you’re always on his side of the office anytime you visit my floor”
“Yes, I was on his side because I confessed to him that’ I have a crush on you, he was supposed to tell you or tell me how to tell you”, Nancy said
“You did what?” Reality seems to be unravelling for Lanre. Charles never said a word about Nancy to me; in fact, for years, it seemed like Nancy and Charles were having a thing. How could this be happening? On her last day of work, she is now revealing all of this.
The elevator door opened, and it was Lanre’s stop.
“We can talk about it tonight, let’s hang out”, Nancy said.
“I would love to hear more” Lanre said.
The elevator door closed, and Lanre was still firmly rooted in position, seeming like he had just experienced an epiphany. His mind began to race, trying to find clues that she may have left for him, through the years. A few seconds later, he was able to move as he walked back to his seat, and everyone around him, asking him if he had just seen a ghost.
One of the few instances that came to his mind was when he was confused and ran into her in the meeting room hallway.
“What’s the problem? Why do you look so distraught?” Nancy asked him as he shuffled haphazardly through the meeting floor hallway.
“Just some decisions I need to make, I need to decide on something, and I’ve been dragging my feet on the issue,” he blurted out. Ideally, he would never have said anything, but something made him.
The scene looked like one from Blindside, Sandra Bullock and Quinton Aaron. Lanre looked like a mountain of a man, standing and listening to Nancy, who was like a little fig tree. Perhaps it was his frame that made her crush on him so deeply for years.
“You just have to make the decision that pays you the most, with the least downside. I think you are a fantastic dude, and will make the best decision,” Nancy said.
At the time, she said to him, they barely talked aside from idle office hallway talks, but the speech and how intimately she spoke to him got him puzzled in a good way. If he wanted to dig deep into it, he would have guessed she was into him, because she said it with full-on, eyeballs-to-eyeballs and crystal intentions. Even as he left her that day, he couldn’t help but look back at her as she watched him walk along the hallway, now with spring in his step.
He felt like the F1 cars when they make a pitstop, and the tyres are fixed, maintenance is made.
It will all be better tonight, he said to himself.
Time was on a fast loop that day, he eventually met up with her at a spiralling garden inside Ikoyi, quiet and spacious, African decor was the focus with ankara chairs and stools.
They both settled into a closed space in the garden. He saw her so differently right now, not as the colleague in the office that they would bump into each other, but as a love interest.
“So, what is really going on? What happened?” Lanre asked.
“What do you mean, what happened, or what is going o?” She said, bursting into laughter
“Well, when do you think it started, and how come I never knew about this?”
“So, the truth is that you’re every bit of my spec, and then when we spoke a few times, I found out that you’re also a cool guy aside from being my spec. This was years ago, about 5 years or so”
“5 years?! You sat on this for 5 years?”
“In my defence, I was terribly shy, but I told your friend and colleague, who told you, or was supposed to tell you. The only reason I told you today was that I felt we might never see each other again. So, in a last-ditch effort, I decided to speak up”
“You really had it all figured out, didn’t you?” Lanre asked
“Yes, I really thought I had it figured out”
“Moreover, your colleague, Nike, was always around you and your immediate space”
“But you know that we were too close to be dating or anything”, Lanre said
“That’s not what it looked like, looked like y’all were togethere”
“That girl has been cockblocking me since forever”, Lanre said as they both laughed.
“So, what do you like exactly?”
“I think it’s hard to say really, you’re good-looking, and like I said, my spec, tall, dark, good-looking, not skinny and great smile”, Nancy said
“Consider me supremely flattered”, Lanre was blushing
“Now for the naughty thoughts, got anything to confess?”
“You wanna hear that? Are you sure? Cos it’s really deep”
“Shoot”, Lanre said.
“For one, I would have really liked to pin you against he elevator, dragged your neck down with your tie, and kissed you like my life depended on it”
“Oh wow, as recently as a few hours ago”, Lanre said, feeling flustered
“Oh yeah, I do wanna make love to you in different countries across several continents, I’ve done some of them in my head already,, she continued
At this point, Lanre’s nervous system was going into overdrive, and the incredibly sexy thing about Nancy was that she would say these things while staring deep into his eyes, to be sure that he could grasp what she was saying in its entirety.
Lanre picked up his drink from the table and drank a generous amount of it.
“Now you see why it’s better I never said this to you”
“I beg to differ, you should have told me from the beginning”, Lanre said.
He moved closer to her, and kissed her, taking her lower lip, her long, slim neck, holding her tilted head, as she kissed him back, and waited, not waiting it to stop or end. They held the kiss for a brief moment, and when it was over, Nancy’s eyes were still shut, seeming like she was waiting for the overflow of the pleasure to finish washing all over her.
“You won’t believe how long I’ve dreamt about that, or waited for it”
“That felt so good”, Lanre admitted.
Nancy liked her lips, savouring the moment their lips just finished, he watched in amazement how she was behaving, never knew his colleague was this freaky, pleasant surprise, no doubt.
“Can I kiss you more?” She asked
“You don’t have to ask”
This time around, she straddled and mounted him, and kissed him like it was a prerequisite exam she needed to write and pass. Lanre couldn’t believe how incredibly good she was at with her kisses. She totally forgot she was at a bar, albeit a dry night, without many customers around.
Now, a little bit of what happened earlier in the day became clearer. When Lanre went to her floor to thank her, he gave her a big bear hug that lasted longer than usual, Lanre tooting his own horns about how good his hugs were. She must have taken 2 minutes long hugs about three times earlier that day.
It seemed clearer to avoid becoming a spectacle at the bar; they paid their tab and entered his car, just to “talk” some more, before they drove home in their separate cars. They didn’t have to talk much as clothes flew off in the car, and bras got unhooked, as he kissed her, she played with her handful of boobs.
She kissed him while moaning into his mouth, she fed him his nipples, rubbing her hands against his groin.
“Fuck, my dream is literally come true, show me,” She said, pointing to his dick.
He laughed, “You wanna see it, but there is only one condition.”
“And what might that condition be?” She queried
“You can’t just see it, it needs to get some love”
“Sure, I’ve got it covered. You literally have no idea how much I’ve touched myself just being around you and your dick”
“You’re kind of a wild animal”
“Yes,” she said, laughing, covering her face while her perfect breasts floundered on her chest
Lanre was about to undo his belt and zipper when she stopped him.
“Let me,” she pleaded
He adjusted in the chair, and then she brought it out; it was semi-hard from seeing all the glory of her pretty big titties and cute face.
“Oh my… I knew you were packing. Damnnnn… look at the little monster you’ve been hiding from me”
“If I had known earlier, he would have had an appearance since”
She kissed him again, this time stroking his dick in her hand, and moaning like a cat, she liked him from his shoulder up, his neck to his earlobe, still stroking his dick.
“I wish all this were mine”
She stared him straight in the eyes, as she spat on her hand and began to give him a handjob, slippery and hot. Lanre was in the throes of intense pleasure. Without being prodded, she bent and licked the dick, sucked the balls, slapped herself across the face with the dick.
“I thought you’d never be in my mouth,, she said to his dick.
She sucked it, and played with it, deep throating it and smacking herself with it.
Lanre’s body tensed up, and he knew he was about to cum. As he announced it, she removed it from her mouth and stroked it so close to her face, he cummed all over himself, spilling some just over her eyelashes, as soon as Lanre’s moaning and groaning subsided.
She mounted him and inserted him straight into her pussy, and bounced up and down on his shaft.
“Fill me, daddy. I promise to be a good girl”
She was hitting his thighs hard; it seemed like she was punishing him for waiting till this time to fuck her.
He never knew he didn’t need to rest before going another round. Typically, he would rest a little before embarking on another round, but it just seemed like he was ready to go again.
Lanre was so impressed with her, not only because of her naughty mind, but because he knew the size of the bazooka he was carrying and here is this smallish girl treating it like its small size. Her boobs smacked against his chest, and he dragged one into his mouth. He held down her waist and grinded hard into her.
She covered her new screaming level with her hands and just rested her head on his shoulder, and he drilled into her inch after inch into the inner sanctum of her orifice.
“Please don’t pull out, flood me, flood my wet little pussy. Come on,” She pleaded
He erupted deep into her, and groaned, hugged her tight, and filled her up to the brim, feeling his dick pulsing inside her. He held for a few more minutes till he felt lighter, and then she held his face in her hands, and kissed him dearly.
“You good, baby?” She asked
As he panted and tried to retrieve his composure, he sat there, with stained clothes, and a now limp dick, she announced…
“My friends are sending me forth at a nightclub on the island here, I have to go home, clean up and join them”
“Would you like to come?” She asked
“You look tired, go home, I’ll come by your place when I finish at the club, we are gonna finish what we started here, ” she said
Lanre was too tired to reply. She dressed up, gave him a big wet kiss and got out of his car.
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