I was beyond shocked to see Dara running out of Fawaz’s room, naked with her breasts dangling, but all that shock soon turned into disgust as I saw Fawaz come running after her with his penis still hard, with clear signs of Dara’s juices on it.
The moment he saw me and Alhaji, Fawaz turned around and ran back to the room, locking the door behind him and leaving Dara stranded with us naked.
The poor girl started to fidget, fear written in bold letters all over her face as she was confused whether to cover her big, bubbly breasts with her hands or whether to cover her pussy with them.
Perhaps her shame would have been reduced if Alhaji was not there with us, but then, there he was, feeding his eyes with my apprentice’s body and not even blinking.
The knowledge of Fawaz fucking Dara under my roof and catching them in this manner did not give me as much disgust as catching Alhaji thirsting over Dara’s nakedness.
“Which one is this that you self are doing?!” I yelled at Alhaji and hissed loudly before directing my attention to Dara to yell at her too, “Oya, go to my room, asewo oshi!”
She hurriedly headed for my room, and I was left staring at that massive backside of hers, the way it jiggled as she walked away eh.
I looked back again and caught Alhaji also staring at it. I could not even blame him because I also just did the same; that Dara girl was just so blessed. But, as a jealous woman who was marking her territory, I looked at Alhaji with disgust in my eyes, and he quickly tried to look away from Dara. I hissed once more and went into my room with her.
The poor girl just stood at a corner, still fidgeting, still covering her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other. The moment I locked the door behind me, she went on her knees and started to rub her palms together to plead with me.
Truth be told, seeing her in that manner melted my heart. Dara had always been a good girl to me, and I happened to like her so much, and even though she had broken a rule that I was particular about, there was not really much that I could do about that. Young people were meant to break rules.
A couple of years ago, I had gone to my boss place and seduced her husband. She beat me over the matter, and I went back with Ruka to properly get fucked by the man at his shop.
From then on, we shared Baba Nimota with my oga, and she only developed a heartache from it. I would not be like my boss and overly scold this girl that I was training on bedmatics; I was too street for all of that.
I told Dara to get up and go sit on the bed. I could not get my eyes away from her thick nipples, and her breasts just kept bobbing on her chest with every ever slight movement she made.
I told her not to worry about this whole issue; we would have a discussion about it some other time.
I asked her to get her clothes, and she timidly pointed towards Fawaz room. I thought to give her a towel to wrap over herself to go and get them, but then I thought about how sexy her curves would look when wrapped in that small towel, and how Alhaji would ogle at her again or even what might happen if she steps in that room with Fawaz again.
I just told her to sit while I went to get her clothes from his room. I stepped back to the sitting room where Alhaji remained seated and on his phone. I got his attention and hissed at him again to show that I was still angry at him, then I banged on Fawaz’s door.
He did not answer, but I heard his footsteps and stood; the lock turned from within, the door slightly opened, and Fawaz poked his head out from the side, acting all fresh. I am so sure that Alhaji had his gaze fixed on us right now, but I did not even care.
I was angry at them both. I angrily pushed the door and Fawaz out of the way and went into the room before slamming the door behind me. Whatever was going through Alhaji’s mind, he should endure it just like I endured him staring at Dara earlier.
After a quick look around, I started to find her things scattered on the floor: bra, panties and her clothes. I bent to pick them up one after the other. The last piece of clothing, Dara’s panties, when I picked it, Fawaz came behind me and spanked my ass lightly.
I slipped into a jealousy-infused fury and immediately got up to lash at him, not from the fact that he just spanked me – because I actually loved that I got his attention; I had intentionally been bending to pick these clothes one after the other for a reason, and it seemed to have worked – but because he broke my rule that he must not fuck Dara in my house.
Immediately I turned around to lash out; his arm curled around my waist and pulled me close. The words I wanted to utter dried up immediately, and I started to stutter. He kissed me lightly and used his free hand to grab one of my hands and lead it to his hard penis.
Once I felt it, my heart started to beat fast. Fawaz came close again and whispered, “My penis is still hard o, I am yet to cum.
Will you quickly bend over my bed there and let me give you one round?” My legs trembled a bit; the disrespect- this boy just wants to use my pussy to cum, but the way he’s presenting himself and using my hand to rub his penis, eh, my pussy was beginning to make juices.
“I will do it gently; if you don’t shout, Alhaji will not know anything.” The moment he said that, I got back to my right senses – because if we are being honest, I was already thinking of going through with his idea to bend over and get some of this penis – with Alhaji around, I would never try that before I would lose access to my biggest supporter.
I squeezed hard on his penis and called him a slut before I shoved him out of my way and headed for the door with my arm full of Dara’s clothes. I opened the door to see Alhaji already waiting there for me.
Omo, thank God that I did not fall into temptation and thank God for my last audible statement – it gave Alhaji evidence that nothing shady happened while I was in the room with Fawaz.
I confidently stared at him for a bit before hissing again and going off to my room. A few steps away, I heard a familiar phone ring, and I quickly stepped back. It was Dara’s phone. I picked it up and returned to my room with everything.
I handed her clothes to her but held on to the phone. She started to hurriedly put the bra on, then her phone started to ring again. She looked up in panic, especially as I turned the phone over and she saw that it was her mother on the line.
“Did she know that you came here?” Dara nodded her head to tell me that her mother did not know of her visit to my place.
There was no need for me to seek full explanation; the poor girl had just decided to explore, and it was all going wrong for her now. I picked up the call on her behalf and put on the most cheerful tone to greet her and ask about her well-being.
She was surprised that I picked up the call and quickly moved beyond the greetings to ask about her daughter. I told her there was no cause for alarm; I’d called Dara over to my place to help me with some chores.
I could hear the relief in her mother’s voice after I told her. I also chipped in that Dara was done already and would be heading home soon. The mother played it off and said I could have her over still if she was still busy, and we just joked a little more before the call ended.
Now, Dara had finished dressing, and she looked so grateful that I had her back like that. When I shifted my attention to her, she ran over and hugged me. I am so sure that neither of us expected that.
Her breasts pressed firmly against my belly since I was much taller, and I could just feel all the softness and thickness that her breasts had to offer.
For the first time in my life, I felt something beyond normal for a lady, so much that when Dara tried to go on her knees to thank me, I held her to myself just to feel her breasts a little more.
Also, I felt that if she knelt that close to me, I might be tempted to ask her to eat my pussy, especially now that I was horny – thanks to FAWAZ! And knowing how awkward it was for me whenever Ruka hit on me, it was better to totally avoid it with Dara.
I finally told her that we had a lot to discuss at work the next day because, before I came home, Alhaji had spoken to me about some plans for Dara which would actually help me gain more control over her affairs with Fawaz.
Now that I am back, let me give you the briefing on what happened the whole week that I spent with Alhaji. But first, let me escort this girl out.
Written by Reezy Sama
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