My Sexcapedes Episode 9

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE NINE: ❣️

Susan was really obsessed and was determined to end my brother’s life just all because of me. I liked Susan but she’s married to my brother. For the fact that she’s married to my brother made her obsession impossible to achieve.

‘Susan, you must be mad’, I had to insult her.’So you want my only brother dead for what reason?’.

‘Steve, I am madly in love with you. For you, I will do anything. I want you to take his place In my life.’

‘Susan, you are not normal. You are possessed.’ I paused. ‘How could you even think of such evil. Haven’t we done enough against him? I never wanted to be involved in all this but you lured me into it. Is that not enough for you?’, I asked her.

‘That’s not enough. I want more. Steve, I must confess, the short r0mantic time I have had with you is far better than the whole of my two years of marriage. You made me feel like a woman again.’ She sighed. ‘ Look, I am ready to go extra mile for my happiness. I am done living in bondage all in the name of marriage with your brother’.

‘And all you could think of is killing my own brother, your husband?’, I asked.

‘Steve, what do you want me to do? I don’t want you to slip off my hand’, she added.

I kept quiet while thinking of so many things in my head.

The fact remained that Susan can not have me all to herself just like she desired. Secondly, I cannot be part of the plot to kill my own blood brother just to have his wife. Besides, I don’t see myself loving Susan the way I loved Lucy. ‘Should I let her know all these?’ I asked myself while I thinked. ‘No! I cannot use my hand to remove food from my mouth. I would continue to dance to her bidding but what I would never allow to happen was to watch her kill my only brother.’ I concluded, all in my heart.

‘Please, I can’t be part of such evil. And look,nothing should happen to my brother. I will never forgive you if anything happened to him’, I broke the silence.

‘Steve, I have to do something’, she said amid confusion. ‘Let’s run far away. I have the contact. I can secure a visa for us to travel out of the country. I have the money. Let’s go to a place that it will just you and i’. She suggested.

‘Susan, I will advise you to slow down with your obsession.’ I heaved a heavy sigh. Giggled. ‘So you want me to betray my brother? That I should bite the hand that feeds me?..’I asked her.

‘It doesn’t matter. I have the money to give you the life you want. So don’t worry yourself about that?’.

‘Look Susan, we have done enough damage already. Let’s not do more to that innocent man.’ I paused. ‘What will people say? That I snatched my elder brother’s wife and ran away?’. I shook my head in disagreement. ‘I will never be part of such a plot.’ I sighed. ‘You have to know that there’s no perfect marriage. Wherever your marriage is slacking, fix it..’ I had to tell her, though, minding my words so as not to bite the hand that also was feeding me too.

AT HOME THAT DAY:

That Sunday night, we soaked ourselves with alcoholic drinks. For me, I had to drink to let go of the sense of guilt that overwhelmed me, especially whenever I remembered that my brother was about to return home from China. Just one month after he left the house and his wife under my care, I turned into a vulture to devour what I was meant to protect. If he eventually found out, how do I explain to him that it was not my wish? That it was his wife that lured me into this abominable act?

However, that night, we still ended up having a rough sxx.

Susan loved it rough. She always wanted you to show your masculine dominance over her. She wanted to feel owned and conquered in bed. She wanted a man that would make it quite clear that she belonged to him. A man that would fuckk her with absolute authority. A man that would show her that the cockk is the master of the pussssy.

I am good in bed. No woman has ever come in contact with me sxxually that wouldn’t come back asking for more. I am not only well endowed down there, but I also know how to make use of it. If I want to make l0ve to a woman, I take my time. In fact, I like spending more time in foreplay making sure that I give adequate attention to every sensitive part of the woman.

I remember when I needed to change my phone, but I didn’t have the money to do so. I talked to my brother about getting me a new phone and he kept making promises and he ended up traveling to China without getting me the phone. Though I didn’t tell Susan about it all this while. But one night, she surprised me with a brand new phone. A new model of Samsung phone. I asked her why she bought the phone for me even though I didn’t ask her for a phone. Susan then looked into my eyes and told me that she bought the phone for me because it was obvious I needed to change the phone. That night, when I checked the price of that phone, I couldn’t believe it. A very expensive phone it was. A phone that I never expected I would ever use at that stage of my life.

That night, out of excitement, the way I handled Susan, I have never handled a woman in such a way in my life. That was the first day I gave her ‘Head’. You need to see the way I concentrated so much on her ‘kpekus’, kiss|ng and mov|ng my tongue anywhere between her thighs to drive her crazzy. Slowly, I made my way to the clitor|s, starting with gentle licking. In between it all, I observed and noticed what speed and what pressure turns her on the most. It happened that her turn-on points were up-and-down licking motion, side to side licking motion and pressing-down motion. Then, I had to capitalize on those weak points. I immediately took off with a relaxed and soft tongue before changing to a firmer and pointed tongue until I brought her to orgasmm without penetrat|on.

That night, Susan promised me heaven on earth. In fact, that night, Susan cum three good times. I really took my time to pay her in kind for the gift of a phone.

DAYS LATER:

Every now and then, I always made sure I sounded it as a warning to Susan that if anything happened to my brother and she has a hand in it, I promised her that I would k|ll her. Though she promised me never to do anything that would harm my brother. But even at that, I couldn’t hold her by her words because her sense of reasoning has been clouded with evil thoughts toward her husband as a result of her obsession.

Meanwhile my brother landed the following Sunday. I was in the sitting room when Susan left home to go pick him up from the airport. You really need to see how remorselessly she was while I bleeded with guilt and regret.

‘You better comport yourself. When you were hammering me front and back, didn’t you know I was your brother’s wife? Man up and stop that nonsense’, this was the statement she dropped before leaving the house for the airport.

I was inside my room when they came back home. When I heard his voice, my heart skipped off me. I was of the wish for the ground to open and swallow me without vomiting out again. Later, I had to put myself together, reluctantly, I pushed my guilty self to the sitting room to greet and welcome my brother.

After all said and done, I went back to my room to continue wallowing in the ocean of guilt and regret.

I was totally lost in thought. I didn’t even take notice when Susan served my brother food. Before I could rush to the sitting room, my brother was already eating while Susan was standing beside him patting and rubbing his back with her hand. Worstill, she was not eating with him. As I looked at Susan’s face, she blinked her eyes signaling me to stay calm.

‘Susan has done it. She has poisoned my brother’s food. How could she be this evil and heartless?’. All these questions and many more clouded my head as I watched my brother eating innocently.

‘Susan! Noooo!!’. I shouted and slumped.

To Be Continued..

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My Sexcapedes Episode 8

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE EIGHT: ❣️

It was a s£x marathon I had with Susan that night.

As I kept on thrusting my hardened long and fat d|ck deep inside of her, she kept speaking in tongues. How I wish I had a record of all she said that very night. I would have penned them down for your delightful reading without leaving any stone unturned. But the few I heard her clear and loud was the screaming of: ‘Harder! Harder!! Harder!!!. You are so sweet. You are sweeter than my husband. You are the sweetest thing that has ever happened to me’.

My eyes cleared just immediately I cum inside her. You need to see me vibrating like one under severe electrocution as I was discharging the s£men inside her. She grabbed me tightly. It was a long cumshots. It has been a long time since I had accumulated the sp£rm inside of me and it has been tormenting me so badly. It’s been more than six good months since I had such pleasure last. The feeling was so great. In fact, I really felt very relieved.

But I felt really bad as well. Even if I had to, it shouldn’t be with my brother’s wife. I shedded tears. It was all Susan’s fault. She lured me into this mess. In fact, she took advantage of me. I was very drunk. I took a lot of alcohol that night so I could sleep because Lucy was angry with me. Susan knew that and she took advantage of it.

‘Susan why?’, I asked in tears.

She giggled. ‘Steve, are you a child? Why acting as if your virg|n|ty was taken away from you by force? Or didn’t you enjoy it?’.

‘Come on Susan!’. I flared in anger. ‘Stop making a fool of me as if you don’t know the gravity of what we have just committed. You are my brother’s wife for God’s sake!’, I said in regret.

‘I am your brother’s wife, my foot!? As if your brother cares? Steve, if I may ask you, ever since you came to this house, how many times has your brother spent a night with us? All he does is today, he’s on a business trip, tomorrow, he’s on a political trip. He doesn’t care about me, doesn’t give me attention as his newly married wife.’ She heaved a heavy sigh. ‘If I complain he will tell me that he’s looking for money. Money is not everything. I am a woman. I need maximum attention. I need love. I can’t even remember the last time my so-called husband satisfied me in bed..’ She complained bitterly in tears.

‘I am sorry for what you are going through. But that doesn’t justify the fact that we are committing a very big abomination. We shouldn’t be doing this, Susan’, i said.

‘Look Steve, I am a woman and I need a man around me. Since my husband doesn’t have my time, please help me. I can’t seek sxxual satisfaction outside this house.’ She paused, cleaned her tears before continuing ‘Steve, I will take good care of you. I will make you attain any height you want to attain in this life. Please don’t abandon me the way your brother has done. I am still too young to be treated this way.’ She pleaded in a very tearful way.

But of the truth, my brother spends more time away than he does at home with his wife. He was not just a businessman; he was also a politician. He happened to be the right hand man of the governor of Anambra state. The governor was his very good friend back in secondary school days. He supported the man both morally and financially during the governorship power tussle. In fact, he played a pivotal role in his emergence as a governor elect of the state. So the governor carried him along in his administration. My brother was the one that even turned down the political appointment slot meant for him. But he was greatly rewarded with contract awards. As a matter of fact, he spent more time in the East than he does in the west.

Susan was too young to suffer such abandonment from her husband. She’s just in her early thirties. A lady who just clocked a year in her marriage. No child yet.

I really felt pity for her as she cried bitterly right beside me on the bed stark nak£d. We were under the duvet while she rested her head on my bosom. Her tears melted my heart. So I had to console her. She drew herself more closer, resting her b00bs on my body while I patted her to stop crying. In a twinkling of an eyes, amid the crying and consolation, my d|ck has already started receiving signals from her sxxy body, especially her bosoms. Before I could know what was happening, we were already smooch|ng and caress|ng each other.

We end the whole thing with ‘quicky’ before dozing off in sleep. We slept together in my room that night like husband and wife.

The following morning, Susan woke me up with breakfast in bed. The breakfast tray contained a heart shaped pancake, bread, scrambled eggs and very thick tea.

The guilty conscience didn’t allow me to enjoy the breakfast in bed treatment that Sunday to the fullest. But be that as it may, I ate breakfast and to some extent, I enjoyed the treatment. I must tell you, It would have been one of the sweetest experiences to have if It was Lucy that served me breakfast in bed.

We skipped church that Sunday.

Meanwhile I kept on calling Lucy on the phone but she refused to pick up her calls. Even in messages, she refused to reply to me.

That Sunday afternoon, I lied to Susan that I wanted to go watch a football match. But I actually wanted to go see Lucy. They lived in a very big notable estate in ikeja. So when I got to the estate gate, I went to the security post to meet with the security guy. I described the person I was looking for because I don’t even know the block of their house, not to talk of the number of their building. It was when I described the type of her car and the nature of her job that the security man could recognize her. He gave me a form to fill which I did before he placed a call to Lucy informing her of my visit. But Lucy told the security man not to allow me in.

‘I am sorry sir, she said she’s not expecting you. I can’t allow you in.’ The security man told me.

I heaved a heavy sigh before taking my leave. From there, I visited the closest bar to seek the help of alcohol to save myself from the whole mess I have gotten myself into.

Two hours later, Susan started calling me every now and then to know why I am not home yet. It was then I remembered that we planned going to the field to perfect my driving skills. I had to rush home at that moment because the appointment was very much important to me.

I was actually the one that drove the car to the field. What we went there for was to perfect my reverse skills. However, Susan happened to be this type of naughty lady who loved to explore sxxual adventures. Do you know that she sxxduced me into having a ‘Quicky’ with her in the car right there in the open field? Yes, she did and I succumbed. We had it before coming home that evening. I also drove home myself.

It was on our way home that night that my brother called to inform us that he was coming back the following week. On hearing that, Susan’s countenance changed drastically.

‘Why is your face like this?’, I had to ask after she dropped the call.

‘I don’t want to see him again. How I wish he will never come back again’, she said with every seriousness.

‘You must be joking. How will you tell me that you don’t want to see your husband?’, I said, smiling. But of the truth, the news of his coming wrecked my whole nerves.

‘I don’t just know which face that I will use to face him again. I am very much ashamed of myself.’ I had to confess.

Silence prevailed in the atmosphere as all of us were worried. Susan buried her head in thought while I drove in a very absent minded manner.

Along the line, Susan finally broke the long silence. ‘I think I have an idea’.

‘What’s that?’, I asked.

‘Let’s k|ll him. I will personally poison him whenever he’s back. Or what do you think?..’ Susan was saying.

To Be Continued..

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My Sexcapedes Episode 7

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE SEVEN: ❣️

It was a Saturday morning, so I was off to football training. I left Susan at home doing some cleanup. Although I offered her a helping hand, she declined. That’s her for you. You see house chores, Susan loved doing it so much. She can clean up the whole five bedroom duplex alone in a twinkling of an eye and still cook as well.

Whenever I am off from work, I don’t miss Saturday’s football game. Although I wasn’t playing soccer to make a living out of it, I was doing it to keep myself fit. It was an open field where we played football. That day, Lucy came around to watch me play after her walkout. Meanwhile her father’s house was very close to the field.

After the game, Lucy offered to take me out to Mrfruits joint for us to snack on something and as well take some fruit juice. I accepted her offer. We walked down the street. The place was a stone throw from the field. We got to the joint and placed our orders. Amid discussion, our order landed. Then, gradually, we descended on it while engaging in conversation.

Halfway, I looked out through the window. It happened that the sky was very angry and large clouds were moving towards me with great pace. Before I could open my mouth to inform Lucy that it was about raining, the next thing was a pitter-patter. People began to run for cover outside, to extent that some even ran into the the joint and umbrellas were opened as the cloud vomited out its bead of water angrily. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees.

We then relaxed and were enjoying our conversation while the rainfall rattled against the zinc with great intensity. Every now and then, Susan kept calling. Though I have told her that I was hanging out with a friend at Mrfruit but I didn’t not let her know that it was Lucy even when she insisted on knowing who was the friend. But it seemed like she overheard Lucy’s voice, that was why she kept calling. Even, she offered to come and carry me with car but I declined her request. She then decided to torment my good time with Lucy with calls all in the name of checking up on me.

‘Steve, be honest with me, are you married?’, Lucy had to ask.

‘No, I am not’. I defended myself. Though I already know why she was asking.

‘The lady calling you every now and then, is that your wife?’. She asked again.

‘Not all’.

‘Your girlfriend at home?’, she added again.

‘Not all’.

‘Then who is she?’.

‘She is my brother’s wife, Doctor Susan’, I explained.

‘Steve, anything going on between you guys?’, she asked, staring into my eyes.

‘Going on, how?’, I countered her.

‘Steve, don’t get it twisted,’ she heaved a sigh. ‘Never mind, just that she sounded so insecure’. She added.

Just then, Susan pulled over. I saw her from afar marching into the joint like an angry soldier. She frowned immediately when she saw me with Lucy. With the angry look on her face, I know she was up for drama. So to avoid embarrassment, I excused Lucy to go meet her. I put on a face as well.

‘What are you doing here?’, I had to attack her first.

‘To pick you up of course’, she angrily answered.

‘As a baby or what?’, I asked.

‘So I have done bad coming to take you home?’, she replied. I glanced over my shoulder and saw how attentively Lucy was watching us as we pulled out drama.

‘Steve, who’s that girl over there?’,she angrily said.

‘She is my friend’, I bitterly answered her.

‘She must be that stupid Lucy that has not been allowing you to concentrate on your job, right?’, she asked.

‘Meaning what? Has anybody ever complained to you that I am losing concentration on my job?’.

‘I don’t need to be told, I have seen it already’.

‘You are really overstepping your boundary. Why poke nosing into my private affairs like this, Susan?’.

‘Oh, I am overstepping my boundaries now, right? So Steve, you have grown so big that you now set boundaries for me? So the reason you are now talking back at me is because of that stupid girl?’.

‘Susan, don’t get it twisted’. I had to calm my voice down to avoid further embarrassment. ‘I mean, you are policing me too much. You are interfering into my private life too much’.

‘I am interfering because I cared. I don’t want these girls to ruin your life. I want a better future for you and I am doing everything possible best to secure that for you. Steve, I wouldn’t allow any jezebel to ruin it.’

‘I understand, but you are overdoing it. You don’t have to be policing me like a little child,’ I complained.

‘Steve, I don’t want to stand here exchanging words with you. Just come and let’s go home’, she said with a tone of command.

‘Go home? Can’t you see I am here with someone?’, I asked in surprise.

‘I don’t give a fucking damn about her. Just come and let’s go home now. Don’t allow me to get mad at you’, she said with every seriousness.

I took a deep breath amid confusion. ‘Okay, fine, can I atleast have a word with her?’.

‘Steve, if you step an inch back to meet that girl, then you will have me to contend with right here and right now. Just turn and follow me home’.

‘I don finally enter. What kind of problem is this now?’. I said to myself.

All this while, I refused to look at Lucy. I know she must be disappointed. So I don’t want to look at her face.

‘But it will be really very bad of me to leave just like that. Not even a goodbye’. I said and turned, at least to send a goodbye wave to her before leaving but to my greatest surprise, Lucy had gone. I looked around but she was nowhere to be found.

It was when I was about to enter the motor that her car left the scene with immediate effect. She must have called her driver to come and pick her when she must have had enough of my n0nsense.

I tried calling her on the phone when I got home but she refused to pick up her calls. I know she must be mad at me. I have even sent her messages on WhatsApp and Facebook all to no avail.

Meanwhile Susan had apologized for the embarrassment because I confronted her when we got home. She told me that she was only trying to protect me from Lagos girls, not to ruin my life. This and that. But I had no other option than to let go but I refused her from coming closer to me.

I went to bed on time because of the weather. I must tell you, the weather was not friendly for singles like us that very night. It was severely harsh. Meanwhile Lucy has refused to either pick my calls or reply to my messages. In fact, I had to impaired my faculties with alcohol before I could sleep that night.

I laid down on the bed and sprawled out comfortably. I was deep asleep. I felt a feminine hand smooch|ng, caress|ng and kiss|ng me mercissely. Few minutes later, her mouth made its way down to the mantle in between my two legs. I groaned in pleasure. She held my manh00d in sensation and pushed it into her mouth like a lollipop before pulling it out gradually. Gently and softly, she was k|sing the head of my pen|s with her moist lips before taking it into her mouth again. Then, she gently massages my pen|s with her tongue, starting right at the base before using her lips to lightly squeeze it, kissing and licking it, too. Lowering my test|cles all into her mouth, and using her lips and tongue to massage and caress them.

I felt on top of the world. It was like a dream but when I finally woke up, it wasn’t a dream. It was real. It was Susan, lying on my bed stark nak£d performing magic. I really enjoyed every moment. As such, I couldn’t tell her to stop. Instead, I reciprocated back in great sensation.

To Be Continued..

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My Sexcapedes Episode 6

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE SIX: ❣️

I stumbled on the staircase while rushing to know what was wrong with Susan. But thank God I didn’t injure myself. On getting inside the room, her voice was echoing from the bathroom.

‘I said it. It’s a trap..’ I was saying to myself.

‘Steve, please come and help me.’ She cried out.

‘Help you? Inside the bathroom? Why can’t you come outside?’, I said amid confusion.

‘I can’t walk. My leg. It’s hurting me’, she said, crying.

She seemed to be in pain because it could be heard clearly from her voice.

‘I hope you ar..r..re not nak£d?’. I stammered.

‘Steve help me, please..’, she continued pleading in pain.

She could be dying inside there and I am here playing a Saint game. I said to myself and dashed inside the bathroom. Lo and behold, what I saw nearly blind my eyes. I had to rush out of the bathroom with speed. Thank goodness I didn’t hurt myself when I felt down. She was stark nak£d. I scrambled for a wrapper and gave it to her to cover her nak£dness first before anything else. Moment later, I went inside the bathroom to see what was wrong with her. She was on the ground groaning in pain. She actually injured her leg. She mistakenly slipped off the tiles and hurt her ankle. An ankle sprains. I gave her a helping hand to bring her out from the bathroom. Then I called the family doctor.

The ankle was swollen and throbbing. She was in severe pain. As we waited for the family doctor to come, we first gave the affected foot a rest by elevating the area before icing the ankle to keep swelling down. I used an ice pack, pressed it against a cloth and the ankle for about 15 minutes. After a while, she was still complaining of pains, so I had to use essential oil to dull the pain. As God may have it, cypress essential oil was available at home. One of the several essential oils that are excellent natural sprained ankle treatments. So I applied it to the ankle to reduce inflammation and increase circulation to the painful ankle.

Moments later, the pain subsided and the swelling went down drastically, though not completely. Susan could talk now without pain. So as she was narrating to me how the accident happened, the family doctor called to let us know that he had an emergency. So he wouldn’t make it to the house on time. He promised to come but he would be a little late. Thank goodness Susan was responding to the first aid treatment. So we told him no problem.

You may be wondering, that as a medical doctor, why wouldn’t she treat herself. Well, she doesn’t do so, even the members of the family, she doesn’t treat any person. She insisted her husband have a family doctor. Though her husband kicked against the idea, saying that why would he be paying a huge amount of money for a family doctor whereas he had a wife who was a doctor. But in the end, he succumbed to the wife’s demand and hired a family doctor. Meanwhile Susan could only treat any of us in the house in limited circumstances, especially in emergency situations where the family doctor was not available. In such a case, she would not hesitate to treat the person until the family doctor becomes available. Secondly, she always attended to short-term or minor health problems of any family member in the house.

‘Why is my brother wasting money on a family doctor whereas you are a doctor’, I asked her one day after learning how much my brother was paying the family doctor.

‘My dear, let me educate you on what you don’t know. But please, permit me to use the term ‘physicians’ in this context because it’s something that has to do with all medical practitioners.’ She began, smiling ‘Look, treating a member of one’s own family puts several challenges for physicians, including concerns about professional objectivity, patient autonomy, and informed consent.’ She paused. ‘Do you understand me?’.

‘Yea’, I nodded in affirmation.

‘Look, whenever the patient is an immediate family member, the physician’s personal feelings may unduly influence his or her professional medical judgment. Or the physician may fail to probe sensitive areas when taking the medical history or to perform intimate parts of the physical examination. For example, Steve, if tomorrow my mother came here to visit us, then along the line she became ill and you are to treat her. Then, probably there are some sensitive parts of her body that you as a physician need to examine, but due to the family relationship and respect you have for her, you may end up not being able to examine those areas.’ She paused. ‘At the end, don’t you think it will negatively affect your medical judgment?’. She asked

‘Yes’, I nodded.

‘Secondly, patients may feel uncomfortable receiving care from a family member. Some patients may be reluctant to disclose sensitive information or undergo an intimate examination when the physician is an immediate family member. This discomfort is always common when the patient is a minor child, who may not feel free to refuse care from a parent or close relatives.’ She explained to me that day.

‘I now understand everything now’, I said in satisfaction.

‘This is the reason I insisted your brother, my husband, should get a family doctor. But he refused to see reason with me then until we had a big fight over it before he could succumb to the pressure I mounted on him.’ She concluded.

After our discussion that day, I saw reasons with her. She was very honest with her explanation. I learned a lot that day despite the fact that I am a medical laboratory scientist. Indeed no man is an Island.
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Do you know that despite Susan’s pains, she still nearly lured me into having sexxxual intercouse with her on their matrimonial bed?. It was Doctor Maxwell that saved me from committing the worst atrocity that would ever live to hunt me till the rest of my life. How it happened I don’t even know. All I knew was I found myself swimming in r0mantic ocean with her on their matrimonial bed.

Doctor Maxwell has been at the door for more than 10 minutes and nobody heard the doorbell ringing, so he decided to call Susan on the phone. But tell me how we would hear when we were busy squishing each other in an er0tic sensation? His call was what interrupted us. As a matter of fact, I was on the verge of having a full penetrat|on into her when the phone rang. It happened that the phone was on the same bed with us. So even though we were carried away not to hear the doorbell ringing, we could not escape the lousy ringing tone of her phone coupled with its powerful vibration…capable of raising the death up.

Like a bee met with a sudden heat of fire, I jumped off her. Susan was stark nak£d already. Amid panting and sweating, I scrambled for an ice block to dull down my arosed d|ck while she reached for her cloth to wear. After appeasing the gods that stood in between my legs, I tied my towel and quickly rushed to my room to clothe myself before going to open the door for doctor Maxwell.

Doctor Maxwell attended to her very briefly before leaving the house. Few minutes later, she slept off. The injection he gave her made her sleep. That was my saving grace that Sunday night.

MONDAY MORNING..

Susan was even the person that woke me up from sleep that morning. It was around 5:30 am. She has been awake since 5:00 am engaging in house chores. Though it has become part of her; waking up very early. She has already made breakfast for me. There was a lot of improvement in her injured ankle. Atleast, she could now march the leg on the ground, but she was still limping.

She has already called the office and was given a week off from work.

Susan Insisted on dressing me up for work that morning. Before I left the house, I took a glance at myself in the mirror. I was really impressed with the other version of me that I saw. Even Susan herself really admired me so much in the suit to extent she gave me a hot k|ss before I left the house that morning.

She instructed me on what to do and who to call when I got to the hospital and I did exactly the way she instructed me. She also kept in touch with me every now and then throughout the working hours.

My first day at work wasn’t that easy though. But thank God for Linda who really helped me out. Linda was a very beautiful colleague of mine. She had this striking resemblance with Susan that one could mistake them for each other. Just that she was far below Susan in class. But she has a good heart too, just like Susan. Could you believe that Linda bought me lunch that Monday and even paid for our transportation while going home because her father’s house was not that far from my brother’s house.

I was very convinced that Linda liked me because I could see it in her eyes throughout the time I spent with her. Even the way she admired and complemented me said it all. Linda was not looking bad anyway, I think I liked her too. We exchanged contacts that day as well.

So when I came home that day, Susan really welcomed me like a king. You need to see the food and drink she served us that day. I have to even ask her what we were really celebrating. She said we were celebrating my first day at work.

You really need to see how happy Susan was when I was narrating my experience at work for her. But immediately I made mention of my lovely encounter with Linda, her countenance changed. Jealousy was boldly written all over her.

‘Look Steve, you better be careful with that Linda or whatever you called her name. You better focus on your job and stay away from those jezebel in human bodies…’ She complained bitterly amid jealousy.

What have I gotten myself into? So I wouldn’t live my life on my own terms? Is this how this woman will be policing me around the place of work like a little child? These were the questions I was asking myself.

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE FIVE: ❣️

In the house of God, we sat together on a pew. Susan rested one of her hands on my thigh, sending a romantic thought over my head with her hand every now and then. I was very uncomfortable.

‘Why can’t this woman respect herself?. Why is she sending this bad signal over my head in the church? Does she want to disgrace me in the church knowing fully well how loose I am and how long I have it down there? The worst is I am putting on a plain-trouser, not even jeans..’ I was asking myself in discomfort. I have even sent her a signal to stop time without numbers all to no avail.

When I could not contain it, I removed her hand off my thigh. The look alone she gave me was not pleasant. It speaks volumes. Few minutes later, she placed her hand on my lap again. This time around, I had no option than to keep calm, control myself and remain focused on the ongoing church service.

What we had that Sunday was a special service.

The members of the State Command of Man of Order and Discipline (MOD) were having a celebration of their yearly Founder’s Day of the organization. The MOD, as it may interest you to know, happened to be a paramilitary organization in the Catholic Church. The group comprised both men and women, boys and girls.

That day, the group entertained the audience with all kinds of displays typical of the armed forces at the expansive open field church. Their wonderful displays were: Breathtaking. Thrillingly. Unbelievable. In fact, the rounds of applause from the audience in the hot sun was something else.

Again, MOD group happened to be an optionally lay apostolate group in the Catholic Church, which is open to boys and girls that are twelve years old and above. It tends to supplement the efforts made to give children and students a religious training and upbringing.

The sermon of the day was a wakeup call. More of a bombshell to us all. The topic of the sermon was FURN|CATI0N. The young preacher picked his words carefully, diligently and dished them out concisely.

He explained forn|cati0n as pertains to sexual relations outside of marriage. He further buttressed that we can change the name as many times we want — making love, sleeping together, having an affair or pre-marital sexxx — but forn|cati0n is still the same thing. He added that no matter what society thinks, sexxx outside marriage is still very sinful. He quoted Hebrews 13:4 to back up his claim scripturally.

He bitterly lamented how sexxual sins are running out of control in our societies today. That Illegitimacy is in the hundreds of thousands. As such, the venereal disease is now epidemic. That extra-marita| affairs are now common in our societies. Living together arrangements are also flourishing in the societies like a custom.

He warned that forn|cati0n is a deceptive sin. That it hides many of its consequences. That It offers pleasure without responsibility, and gratification without commitment.

The preacher also condemned the act of a wealthy woman or man who spends freely on a younger person, generally a man or woman, in return for sexual intimacy — sugar daddy and sugar mummy. He warned that any youth who engaged in sexxual int|macy with married men or women, that such person is using he hand to dig he grave. He advised the youths to desist from engaging in the practice of sugar daddy and sugar mummy that such an act is nothing but a destiny killer act. He also condemned the act of homosexuality and lesbianism.

He concluded that Forn|cati0n is not just a sin against another person, it is also a sin against ourselves. He recited 1 Corinthians 6:18 to back his claim. He continued that it’s self-destructive and he advised the youths to flee away from such practices at all costs. That the world should think what it thinks, and try to justify itself in its sins, but the children of God need to obey God’s commands.

In fact, the preacher talked a lot. It was as if he was talking to me directly. I could not look at his face, I had to bury my head down in guilt. I stared at Susan, she was busy with her phone with less attention to the preaching.

After the church service that day, we left for home. Every now and then, the preaching was ringing in my head repeatedly as we drove home. I don’t know about Susan, but she seemed less concerned because her lusty actions and reactions toward me in the car said it all.

We got home. Then changed. Moment later, she served food and we ate together on the dining table. Though eating together was not a new thing. It has been a ritual even when my brother was home. But her r0mant|c approaches made me lose appetite for the food. I was complaining about what she wore — she was half naked — she then worsened the whole matter by insisting we feed each other. After much persuasion from her, I succumbed. You need to see how we were eating like husband and wife. Though with keen observation, one would notice how uncomfortable I was.

After lunch, we had a nap before going to the nearest open field for her to teach me how to drive. That day, she dressed to kill. Telling you that she dressed half naked would be understatement. She was totally naked. I couldn’t believe that Susan would boldly walk out from the house wearing a full naked short gown with ruffled pants all in the name of going out to teach me how to drive that Sunday evening. Her dressing was very revealing, exposing her nakedness to the fullest, especially her sexxy yellowish thighs and the two sweet-looking standing oranges on her chest. The temptation was too much. In fact, as we were driving to the field, I was very much afraid not to do anything stupid there because the field was a very lonely place. As a matter of fact, I couldn’t even trust myself anymore because bodi no be firewood o!

Thank goodness I didn’t fall to the temptation that very day. Though it wasn’t easy because she really pushed me to the wall to the extent we even kissed and r0manced. We nearly made love in the car at the field but thank God for the call of her husband that interrupted the whole thing. It was a long call.

‘I am gonna eat you raw tonight’, she whispered into my ears after the call. Already, it was late. So we left for home. But the traffic delayed our journey so we arrived home late.

We had a r0mantic supper that night. I wouldn’t lie, we k|ssed and had an er0tic moment before she demanded we go freshen up for the main match. Susan seduced me into me. I walked into my room with heavy legs, to some extent, I regretted every one of my actions. If I had my way, I wouldn’t have allowed such to be happening. But Susan had studied me like a book and she knew how to put me in the sexxual mood. Besides, I had to play along so as not to jeopardize the opportunities. Because, left for my brother, he would tell me to join him in his business which I hated so much. All I wanted was to practice my profession. Susan has proven herself to be the only ladder to lift me up there. If I was to do it on my own, i would definitely not be able because almost all of my colleagues were still walking up and down in search of a job. So I was left with no option than to play along to her biddings.

I had my bath sluggishly because I was still very confused about the whole thing. It was when I was cleaning my body that I heard Susan shouting in pain from her room. At first I thought she was probably singing, but when I put my ears down, I noticed that she was in severe pain. Her shouting said it all. I quickly tied my towel over my waist and rushed to her room. I even forgot to put on my underwear.

‘Could it be a trap to lure me into her matrimonial bed because she knows very well that I can’t disrespect my brother to that extent of sleeping with his wife in their matrimonial bed?..’ I asked myself while rushing upstairs to know what was wrong because her shout kept on echoing intensively.

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE FOUR: ❣️

It was a shopping spree I had that Saturday. Susan mesmerized me with a lot of surprises that very day. She indeed spent a lot on me that day. She spent more than half a million naira. She got me pairs of plain-trousers, shirts, suits, jeans, shoes, sandals, ties, belts, cosmetics etc. After the shopping spree, she took me to a spa where my body was taken good care of. We ended the tour in an eatery where we freshen up our bodies and souls. In fact, she treated me like a king. In return, I offered her a basket full of appreciation.

We got home very late that day. We were very tired. However, we had no time for discussion as we all retired to our respective room to have a good night’s rest. Besides that, her husband was on call with her.

The following day was Sunday. Susan requested I wore one of the suits she bought for me to church. I accepted. At 8:30 am, we were already getting ready for church. I took my bath. Came out from the bathroom stack nak£d, used the towel to clean up the water on my body. Then reach for my lotion. She actually bought it for me yesterday. A very expensive lotion. She said that the lotion would take good care of my skin and add more beauty to it. So I unlocked the body cream, but it really gave me a tough time before figuring out how to unlock it. I mounted pressure on the lotion’s container, the cream spilled into my hand. You need to perceive the scents. It really smells so nice. I warmed the cream in my hands. Then, gently, using my both hands, I smooth the cream over my skin, from the ankle to the top of my thigh, then all over the remaining body. I repeated the smoothing action twice. I applied my body sprays before putting on the cloth. After dressing up myself, I shifted to the standing mirror to take a good look at myself.

The reflection I saw in the mirror was a very naive man in between the devil and the deep blue sea. A young man whose future lies in his palm but with a big price to pay. A very confused man. But above all, I still managed to see a handsome and charming tall young man. An epitome of beauty. The suit indeed looked too good on me. It complimented my stature giving me a perfect gentle man look with a touch of a big man but with an empty pocket though.

‘Wow,’ I said amid a great impression of myself as I turned both sides, still observing myself in the mirror. ’Money is really really good. Money will definitely look good on me. In fact, every man is supposed to make money. Just look at the way I look so good in this suit.’ I was complimenting myself. ‘Indeed money is the root of all goodness. I have to make my own money. Making money is a must,’ I said and reached out for a perfume. I had a spray of it on my body. You need to see how sweet I smell. The perfume, indeed, worth its price. It was a very costly perfume. A designer perfume. When I heard the price that day, I freaked out. But I had to keep quiet, after all, the money was not mine and the spender was doing the spending with happiness.

After all said and done, I had to carry myself like a crate of egg to the sitting room. You really need to see my shoulders up as if I was Bill Gate. I got to the sitting and waited for Madam Susan to finish kitting up herself because she was a big masquerade. Although she doesn’t disappoint because she was a great fashionista. Her luxurious style and unique fashion sense earned her the title of Nigerian Kim Kardashian from her fans on social media. Whether it’s on duty or on the streets, Susan always looked stunning. And one thing I loved so much about her was she doesn’t depend on her husband’s money to look good. She has the money and she spent it on herself.

I stood staring at the television when Susan made her way to the sitting room from upstairs. I glanced over my shoulder and behold, who I saw was a stunning lady, cart walking towards me. I pretended to be focusing on the television. Just then, I felt hands over my waist from the back. I don’t need a seer to tell me it was her. I could perceive her smell. It was nice and very r0mantic. She rested her head on my shoulder. Her two oranges on her chest also rested on my body, the softness of the b00bs penetrated deep into my vein provoking the man in between my two legs. Her breath oozing into my nose was another big turn on to me. But I maintained focus, watching the television.

‘Even from afar, you look so beautiful. Darling, you are a special creature. I really cherish you so much.’ She whispered into my ear. ‘Please can you turn around, let me take a good look at your charming face’, she said while disengaging herself from me.

I stood dumbfounded, pretending to be shy. Although I wasn’t, just that that the id|ot in between my legs has landed me into trouble. So I was trying to use my legs to adjust the ‘long john’ that was surging up its head looking for where to come out from. (Every man will definitely understand the situation I am talking about).

‘Come on, don’t play a difficult game to me. Turn around and let me see your sweet face’, she said while holding my hand up above my head, gradually, she turnt me back like that of two lovers playing a game of love in a garden. Like a flexible statue, I turned towards her. She held me on my waist with her hands, lustifully admiring my look from head to toes.

‘Always active down there’, she said, admiring the iron between my legs. ‘Indeed God took His time to create you. He gave you everything in quantum.’ She paused, staring deep into my eyes with her sexxductive look. I couldn’t look back to her face because the little glance I had at her, the lust on her face alone melted my heart. So I concentrated my look elsewhere like a young v|grin being woo by a man. ‘I like you so much. As a matter of fact, I can’t wait to have you all inside me’, she concluded, planting a kiss on my lips. ‘Let’s go to church’, she added while disengaging from my body. I watched her reach for the car key from the center table and made her way to the garage.

I followed her with her bag. But I wasn’t myself. My brother’s wife kissed me. Not only that, she also wants me inside of her. How can I bite a hand that feeds me? Is that not an abomination? On a second thought: But Susan has proven that she’s capable of feeding me too. That she’s a wheel capable of taking me to a greater height. She’s the only one who sees reason in me, especially my adamant to practice my profession unlike my brother who’s after me joining his business empire which I don’t want to. All these and many more, I was contemplating while we marched to the garage.

‘The last person I need to offend now is Susan because she’s the only hand that is really feeding me now with all I need to grow in life. I really need to do whatever it takes to keep being relevant to her. Susan is nothing but my destiny helper. So I don’t need to offend her; I need to do her biddings’. I was talking to myself while waiting for her to drive out from the garage.

I don’t think I have admired a car before the way I admired Susan’s car. It was a white Toyota Venza. Though I was not sure of the model, but I knew very well it was the latest model of Venza because I once overheard her telling her brother something like that. The interior of the motor was top notch. Very comfortable and relaxing to be in, and its interior has an appealing appearance with quality materials, cushy seats and a sleek, intuitive infotainment system. Another thing that would make you fall in love with the motor was its packed with convenience and safety features as well. In fact, anytime I am in the car, I always pray for an unending journey just to enjoy the ride to the fullest.

‘I love the way you always admire this my vehicle’, Susan shocked me. I never knew that she had noticed it too. ‘You like the car?’, she asked.

‘Of course, who no like better thing’, I said while passionately admiring the motor even more.

‘Can you drive?’, she asked.

‘No, I can’t’. I had to be honest with her.

‘Would you like to learn how to drive?’, she asked,

‘Of course, I would like to learn if I had the opportunity’, I replied with every honesty in me.

‘What if I teach you how to drive?’, she said, smiling.

‘I will really appreciate it’, I replied. Though I was somehow skeptical about the idea of her teaching me how to drive. ‘Wouldn’t it be more ideal if I go to driving school?’, I asked.

‘Don’t worry, let me be your driving school. Anything for you’, she added with a romantic tap on my thigh with her right hand.

‘Thank you very much ma’, I appreciated it.

One thing I admired a lot about Susan was her hardworkness. She so much believed in the principle of a woman being financially independent from a man. She really worked so hard for her money and luxurious lifestyle. She bought the car herself. The vehicle that her husband bought for her was a Toyota RAV4 and Lexus RX 300 model.

‘You can have the Toyota RAV4’, she said, smiling.

‘What did you just say now?’. I had to ask to be sure of what I heard.

‘You heard me loud and clear. You can have the Toyota RAV4 to yourself’, she repeated.

I had to hug her when I couldn’t contain my joy. You really need to see the happiness that overflowed in me that day.

‘Don’t worry, I will really treat you like a king only if you will do my bidding,’ she said while staring into my eyes. ‘I will start teaching you how to drive this evening..,’ she added.

We continued the discussion till we got to the church. She parked under the instructions of the vigorous and resilience boys and girls of Man of Order and Discipline (MOD). So with bodies full of pretentious holiness and souls full of impunities, we moved together into the church like husband and wife.

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My Sexcapedes Episode 3

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE THREE: ❣️

Madam Susan’s hands were on akimbo and there was something daring about her look. I could see the hunger in her sxxductive look.

The rain pelted down forcefully, rattling against the roof. The wind was blowing harshly against the trees. The cold was very severe. I know today must be my day to finally have her. Even she, I know she could not resist it this time around. We all need each other to save ourselves from the harsh weather.

‘What are you up to this night?’,I asked in a hungry voice scarcely above whisper.

She put a finger on her mouth to hush me. My head was lustily mesmerized already. Thinking straight again was very impossible for me. My d|ck was in super control of me.

She turned, made her way to the door, clapping her thick butt0cks against each other. I salivated, watching her lock the latch of the door and turned to face me, smiling as she drew herself towards me.

She planted a k|ss on my lips. My sxxual fervor has become extremely high. She reached into my boxer for my d|ck and started toying with it. Then, she gently pushed me on the bed and locked her lips against mine pleasurizing me with k|ss.

I lustifully watch her move my d|ck into her mouth, gently and slowly, she sucked it. Then used her tongue l|cking the tips of my d|ck, I vibrated and shouted. I woke up.

It was a dream! The whole of the sxxual ecstasy with my brother’s wife was nothing but a dream

You need to see the way I was sweating. I shifted my sight beneath my stomach, Lo and behold, my d|ck was very hard, already made its way out from my boxer.

‘What have I gotten myself into? What kind of a woman my brother married? Why torment me sxxually both physically and spiritually?’, I stood up and moved into the toilet to ease myself. I came out from the toilet breathing heavily. Then I shifted my gaze to the clock, it was 1:00 am. I went back to sleep still pondering on the whole thing until sleep came and took me away.

The following day was Saturday. Madam Susan doesn’t go to work on Saturdays except when there was an emergency that required her attention. As I woke up very late and came out to the sitting room, the first person I bumped into was her, my brother’s wife, cleaning up everywhere. You need to see how my heart skipped off me, to the extent I nearly fell to the ground. My heart beats so high as if a battalion of soldiers were parading inside there. I stood dumbfounded, staring at her in shock. To worsen the whole issue, what she was wearing was exactly what she put on in the dream.

‘Steve darling, are you okay?’, she asked, smiling.

‘I-i-i am fine. Good morning’, I stammered, still in shock.

‘Good morning darling,’ she said while whining her heavy backside in sxxductive motion. ‘I don’t want to disturb your sleep, probably you had a distractive night’s rest and wanted to catch up this morning. So I let you be.’ She concluded.

I said it, this woman is a queen of the coast. She knows what she did last time. Look at the way she’s laughing at me. I said to myself.

‘Oh, y-o-you mean my night? F-f-fine. It was fine’, I stammered.

‘Your breakfast is on the dining table’, she said.

‘Okay, thanks,’ I answered while making my way back inside instead of outside.

‘Steve, I thought you were going outside?, she called my attention back.

‘Oh!’, I said while turning back. I was on my way out when she called me back.

‘Steve, we need to talk. But that will be when I am done with what I am doing,’ she said, smiling.

I was having my siesta when I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door, it was my brother’s wife.

‘Oh, sorry for the disturbance. Let me briefly see you.’ She said and took her leave. ‘ I will be waiting in the sitting room’. She added.

‘I will be right there with you in a moment’. I said. I had to change into a Jean short and singlet before going to the sitting room to meet with her.

‘My darling’, she began. ‘As I promised, I have gotten a job for you at my place of work. So you will start work on Monday.’ She broke the good news.

I was overjoyed. The news overwhelmed me. I hugged her tightly. I didn’t even know when I did that. But all I know was I did it. It was nothing but a sign of happiness and appreciation. She has done a lot for me.

I don’t want to go into business. Because that’s what my brother wanted me to do; that I should join him in business instead of sitting at home. Even before he traveled, we had a serious disagreement over it. Thank goodness his wife sided with me before he could let go. All I wanted was to practice my profession. Thank God she kept her promise even though it was delayed beyond the expected time.

‘Thank you very much. I really appreciate you’, I sincerely thanked her. You really need to see the smile on my face amid wild excitement.

‘You are highly welcomed’, she said.

‘You mean, I am to start work on Monday or I am coming for an interview?’. I had to ask because I know that any job offer comes after a successful interview.

‘For your case, every protocol has been broken.So you are starting work on Monday’, she said to me with a lovely smile.

I couldn’t contain my joy. I hugged her again amid joy. I didn’t even know what triggered me to do that.

‘Thank you very much. I don’t know how to appreciate you. But God in heaven will bless you for me abundantly’, I said while shedding tears of joy.

‘Don’t mention. Just go inside and get yourself ready, let me go and change your wardrobe for you against Monday’, she added.

‘It’s a lie..like for real?’, I asked, surprisingly.

‘Of course.’She smilingly said.’Go and get yourself ready. I want to show you that I am capable of taking care of you even if your brother, my husband, is not around’, she paused. ‘My problem is that you are not taking care of me too’, she added while looking deep into my eyes. I know that the look carried a lot of weight just like her statement. I adjusted from my seat to her position, knelt down and began:

‘I have no gold or silver to give you. But just know that I really appreciate you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you very much. God will continue to bless you’, I said, shedding tears of joy.

‘Please stand up.’ She said and gave me a helping hand. ‘Just go and prepare yourself, let me also change, okay?’.

‘Okay, ma’, I said while making my way inside.

The joy was overflowing in my heart. I was shedding tears of joy while going. As a matter of fact, I never expected it this way.

‘Steve,’ she shouted my name.

‘Yes ma’, I answered.

‘Darling, I need a favor from you tonight ‘, she began.’Please promise me you will do it for me’, she said while staring into my eyes in a lustful manner.

‘A favoure? What’s that?’, I asked.

‘Steve, you are not a baby anymore. You should know that whenever the right hand washed the left hand; it’s expected that the left hand would reciprocate back’, she paused. ‘But don’t worry, at night, I will let you know what I need from you. But promise me that you will help me out’, she said while staring deep into my eyes with her lustrous eyes.

‘I am all yours, so whatever it’s, I will do it for you’, I excitedly said.

On hearing my reply, she released a stunning smile. Her dreamy smile alone penetrated deep into my heart that I had to smile back. She blew a kiss to me via the air.

‘Naughty boy, go and get ready let’s be going’, she said, laughing hysterically.

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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE TWO: ❣️

My d|ck was fully stretched like that of police talk-true stick. Even the air conditioner could not save me from sweating profusely. I salivated. You need to see how I gasped for air. Indeed I have fallen deep for the lust of flesh.

When she approached me, I could smell her skin. The sexy smell that oozed into my nose was a big turn on to me. Gently and sxxly, she romantically placed her hand on my hairy chest. Her hand felt to me like an electric shock. I vibrated. My eyes were tightly closed. At some point, I had to take a deep breath to shrug off the naiveness.

‘You are such a naughty boy’, she whispered into my ear. I could hear the swooshing sound of my hairs as she romanced my chest. The next thing, I felt her hand on my d|ck. ‘Wow! I am very very impressed.’ She added.

I was already on cloud nine. I couldn’t think straight again. The part of me bossing me was my d|ck. All I wanted was to have my way into her honeypot. I was ready to do it, not minding she’s my brother’s wife.

‘Indeed you are a naughty boy’, she whispered into my ear again. ‘Don’t forget I am your brother’s wife’, she added before disappearing from the room. I watched her leave the room smiling hysterically.

‘Your food is on the dining’, that was the last thing she said before shutting the door.

I stood disappointed with myself. How could I be so low? What eyes will I use to look into her eyes tomorrow? How do I face my brother with my conscience full of guilty? All these I asked myself. I had to thrown myself on the bed and used the pillow to cover my shameful self. Even the food I couldn’t eat that night.

It was the following morning that I recovered myself. My brother’s wife was the person that woke me up from sleep.

‘Good morning ma’, I greeted her.

‘My dear good morning. I hope you have a good night’s rest?’, she asked, smiling.

‘Yes,’ I nodded unconvincely while burying my face in shame.

‘Your breakfast is on the dining. I am off to work’, she added.

‘Okay ma’, I stuttered out.

‘Why didn’t you eat last night?’, she asked.

‘I lost my appetite’, I managed to answer.

‘Steve, nothing happened last night, okay?’, she made it clear.

‘O..okay, m..ma’, I stammered.

‘Good boy. Your lunch is in the fridge. Bye’, she said and off, she went to work.

Immediately she shut the entrance door, I took a deep breath. I did the sign of the cross. Then, I pushed myself to the dining table. It was a fried egg, loaves of bread and tea. I shook my head in disappointment.

‘How can this woman serve me six loaves of bread, a small quantity of egg and a small cup of tea?.’ I shook my head again. ‘No wonder they say that wealthy people don’t eat well.’ I said as I descended on the food.

In a twinkling of an eye, I was done eating. The food doesn’t even come close to satisfying my hunger. It was more like appetizers. I dashed into the kitchen, opened the fridge. Lo and behold, it was egusi soup and semo. I dished out a little portion and downed the food like a hungry lion.

My brother and his wife came back together that night. I was the one that opened the door for them. You need to see how my brother jerked me up in excitement like a baby. He was happy to see me. But the guilty conscience never allowed me to reciprocate the happiness.

That night we talked. Laughed. Drink and eat just like old days. It was a great night we had that day. We had a merry night till we slept off on the sofa. It was his wife that woke us at midnight to retire to our separate bedrooms.

My brother’s wife was a medical doctor in one of the private hospitals in Ikeja, Lagos. She had promised me a job in the hospital. She was one of the top earners in the hospital. She really gave me her word for a better job in the hospital. But she pleaded I be patient. That the opportunity would come soon.

My brother was a business tycoon who always flew to China for business trips. He was one of the top importers in the Aluminum village, Dopemu. He was into automated sliding gates, aluminum windows, doors, frameless glasses, hand rayless etc.

Few weeks later, my brother traveled to China for a business trip.

On a fateful night..

That night, the wind was blowing harshly against the flower trees outside, and thunder rumbled angrily. It was raining heavily. The weather was very harsh with its coldness as the blue lightning streaked the sky.

The heaviness of the rain coupled with the booming sound of the thunder stirred me up from sleep. I was pressed. So I rushed into the toilet to ease myself.

Then, there was a silent knock on the door. Who could that be? I asked myself. I glanced at my phone and it was 11pm. That must be Jude, I thought. Jude was my brother’s wife’s younger brother. He came to Lagos on a business trip so decided to spend the night in the house.

‘Just a minute,’ I said. I drew my boxer up and flushed the toilet. I then opened the door, the sight I saw shocked me.

Jude was not the one at the door. It was my brother’s wife. I wondered what she came to do this time around.

But I didn’t stretch my head wondering for long. Because the way she looked has said it all. Apart from her smiles that portrayed flirtatious and playful sxxual attraction, her flared short gown she was wearing clearly defined her b00bs. She brandished her sexxy yellowish, spotless and long straight legs as her toes moved over the tiles in a teasing and sexxductive way.

Just then, I nodded and smiled to myself. ‘Madam Susan’, I said to myself ‘You will definitely get that thing you have been looking for tonight ‘.

To Be Continued..

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