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My Midnight Sexcapedes (Episode 1)

My Midnight Sexcapedes Episode 1

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🤷 My Midnight Sexcapedes Episode: 💞

I woke up in the middle of the night and
let my thoughts drift down memory lane,
I imagined how my life would have
been
if I have not met Sandra and Anita.
If
I had foreseen the doom they brought
on me, I would have ran as fast as my
little legs could have carry me away from them
I became a di*ck hunter ’cause of my
friends influence on me, I want to share
my life story with you. My name is Jessica,
my friends calls me Jessy, sometimes Jessy
su-cker, because I was obsess with su-cking
of di-ck. It all started in my first year in
the university, I just turned 17years
but I had
the body of an adult, am quite busty
with
wide waist and rounded moderate soft
butto-cks that can set fire on your groin.

With two pair of sweet melons on my chest,
my ni-pples was the ’cause that Alhaji
chased away his beloved wife and children.
Fair in complexion and chubby, I love
dancing especially twerking, my family
was an average Nigerian family.
I had
my first sex due to pressure from my friends
and the need to belong. Most freshers

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could relate to these feelings to roll with
the big girls on campus. I never dreamt
of losing my virginity the way I lost it.
I had two room mates; Sandra and Anita
I always thought they were from Rich
homes because they wore expensive
clothes and used the latest phones, I
never
they are both se-x workers, runs girl
as
they called it. .

They were way older than me
but you wouldn’t know that at first glance.
Anita was an ebony with slender body,
her brea-sts and a-ss are so obvious compared
to her smallish stature, with full lips and
h-orny eyes, than can make a man blow
his seeds while staring at them, Sandra
was fair with big a-ss but moderate bre-asts,
we usually hailed her Sandy wire wire,
she has se-x often, Sandra was in a relationship
with Michael, a leader of the toughest
cult on campus, one day I was returning
from lecture, it was hectic day because
I knew few places on campus.

I was
desperately
in need of were to stay, Sandra and Anita
offered me shelter with some money I
paid to them, after returning from the
faculty for clearance, I was hugging my
files and beads of sweats forming on my
forehead, I went to the school park and
took a shuttle down to the park at the end
of the campus, I came down from the shuttle
and paid fifty naira, since it was free lecture
day for me, I decided to spend the day at
home. I got close to the lodge and I started
hearing funny sounds coming from the apartment

I shared with Anita and Sandra, I was
a neophyte then, I have never seen a po-rn
video, neither do I have knowledge of
se-xual sounds, I opened the gate and
entered inside the room, I was startled
with what my eyes behold, Sandra was
on top of a naked guy, and she was naked
on top of him. she was riding his di-ck.

“Aahhh” Sandra was moa-ning loudly,
and enjoying every bit of it. My files
dropped
off from my hands and I screamed “Jesus”
both of them turned to me sweating profusely.

TO Be Continued

May 14, 2024
My Husband Is Married To My Daughter

My Husband Is Married TO My Daughter

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🤦 My Husband Is Married TO My Daughter: 👩‍❤️‍👨💞

I got married in a traditional ceremony to my husband, 20 years ago. I’m from Ughelli South and my husband is from Isoko North, both in Delta State.

We relocated from Delta State to Lagos State, immediately after we got married.

I came into my husband’s house with my five year daughter whose pregnancy her father denied. My husband took up the responsibility of raising her as his own and even gave her his surname.

Today, she is not only a certified Estate Surveyor, but very lucky to be in the employment of one of the leading firms, in Nigeria.

My husband and I, inspite of putting in our best efforts, have been unable to conceive since we got married.

About two years ago, my daughter got pregnant for an unknown man. Having walked that road before, I insisted on her keeping the baby and gave her my whole support.

She gave birth to a son, who in a strange way takes after my husband in looks. My husband and I were happy to be grandparents. We both dotted on the baby.

By now my daughter was already on her own. My husband bought her a very expensive car as a gift for making him proud as a father.

Since she bears my husband’s surname, I didn’t think it out of place when she gave his surname to my grandson since his father was unknown.

Few weeks ago, my daughter fell ill, and had to be admitted. My husband who always took it upon himself to be by her side in times, like this, was on official assignment outside the country. The responsibility of caring for her and my grandson became solely mine.

For the first time, I had access to my daughter’s bedroom, as she had made it clear to me that her room was off limit to me.

Since she and the baby needed change of clothes, I had to enter her room to get them.

That was when I discovered the biggest shock and betrayal of my life. Adorning her bedroom walls were pictures of her and my husband in intimate postures. Even the ones of their court wedding were pasted on the walls.

It was from these pictures I got to know my husband was the father of her son as well as the one on the way since the doctor confirmed her pregnant before I left the hospital to bring her change of clothes.

I’m so pained at this betrayal.

Should I abandon her at the hospital especially as she and my husband from the documents I saw in her room, have concluded all plans to travel out of the country?

Should I call my husband to tell him about my findings? Should I confront my daughter?

Advice please!!!

May 14, 2024
Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver (Chapter 1)

Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver Chapter 1

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💞 Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver CHAPTER ONE: 🤰

“Congratulations, Mrs. Genevieve Westley. You’re a month and two weeks pregnant”. Doctor Nora broke the news to me. She was smiling entrancingly. I was not reciprocating the smiles. My mood changed. My heart raced like a chased cheetah. I started sweating. It was profused. She stretched the test result to me. I didn’t notice. She had called me thrice but I was absentminded.

“Your husband will be so happy, ah! After ten years of marriage!”. Doctor Nora with her delightful smiles eulogized like the pregnant one. Of course I should be the happiest woman on earth, pregnant after a whole fruitless ten years! But I can’t seem to find the joy. I tried hiding my tears.

“Genevieve, are you alright? You don’t look excited! This has been your greatest heart desire! Your husband will be the happiest man ever when he gears this!”. Doctor Nora held my hands over the table. She distracted me from the gloomy thought. I feigned a smile. I collected the result. I carefully looked at it. It was true. I was pregnant. How can I tell my husband that the pregnancy isn’t his? How will I look into his eyes and tell him my little slip? How?

“God be praised. Thank you Doctor. I should be on my way now”. I stood up and walked sluggishly to the door.

“Genevieve, you know you can talk to me. Is anything the matter?”. She pressed on. This time, her smile has faded. I slightly nodded as I turned ti her.

“It’s just the shock, Doctor Nora. I am fine”. I feigned another smile. She smiled back and threw some words of encouragement. I left the hospital with Apollo, my husband’s loyal driver.

“Madam, you dey fine?”. Apollo inquired glancing into my teary face as ge drove. I didn’t turn to him. I didn’t look at him. He asked and asked. I couldn’t help but shout at him.

“Okay, sorry.” He apologized and wheeled.

“Oga call me oh, he sey him dey come tomorrow evening”. Apollo broke another news. My heart panted. I held my breath. Westley that I know has never been my best friend in marriage. He hardly said anything to me for years when we married whenever he travels. He often calls his driver.

But Westley has been the best husband in the world. I have never lacked a thing.

TO Be Continued

March 25, 2024
My Virgin Girlfriend (Episode 1)
My Virgin Girlfriend Episode 1

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👫 My Virgin Girlfriend Episode ONE: 💞

(👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 BABY )
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🔞Charlie's POV 🔞 
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“Come on baby” I hushed as I slammed my lips on hers.

She took two steps backwards and her back hit the elevator.

I slid my finger into her short miniskirt and started fingering her.

She moaned into my mouth as we kissed roughly, her hands wrapped tightly around my neck.

I slid in two more fingers into her p***y making it three fingers and her moans became more loud.

She tilted her head backwards disengaging from the kiss as she moaned in extreme pleasure.

“Oh my CB, you’re..so so good” she moaned out, eyes closed.

“Yea, I know right, want more?” I asked increasing the pace of my moving finger.

“Ye…of course” she stuttered a bit and leaned back to kiss me but unfortunately the elevator stopped and opened.

“Damn! why now?” I groaned at the elevator as I removed my finger from her and she dressed herself properly.

“See you at 7:00pm tonight, land mall hotel” I whispered to her before stepping out to meet my manager who was already starring at us knowing fully well what had just happened between us too.

I headed straight to the restroom in that particular floor to wash my hands ignoring my manager who was saying whatever sh*t behind me.

I got into the restroom, turned on the tap there and washed off the sweet p***y scent off my hand.

I starred at the mirror as I did that.

A smirk formed at the corner of my lips when I saw how handsome I looked.

Is there anyone as cute as me? I thought and chuckled.

Then left the restroom afterwards to bomb into my manager who was waiting at the entrance of the restroom.

“What were you doing with her at the elevator? What happened between you two? She looks as if she just won a lottery” mike asked even if he knew what had possibly happened.

He just likes hearing me narrate stories to him. I don’t no if he’s actually a man or a woman considering how he enjoys gist.

“The usual mike, what do you wanna hear again?” I replied then asked.

“I just..I wanna know if you’re done with her or you’re gonna continue from where you stopped so I can reserve a hotel room for you two” he replied.

“Well you can, at 7:00pm” I replied him and he chuckled as we headed to the garage so I could get home.

I haven’t set my eyes on my sweetheart all day, I know she must be searching for me by now.

If you’re wondering who am referring to then know its my daughter.

Yup, my four years old sweet daughter.

I have been busy with recording all day here in CB recording company.

Well, CB is the short form of my name so this company is actually mine.

I’m wealthy, I have wealthy parents who supports me in anything.

So I’m the most luckiest person on earth, I could have anything I wish at any minutes.

Its been like this for me since I came to earth.

I got closer to my limo and the guards standing around it quickly opened the door for me and I got in. My manager got in and sat facing me in the limo as we drove out of the company.
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👗 Rosanna's POV 👗
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“Baby girl, I heard CB is gonna be performing a live show next month, I’m so so excited about that” my best friend and colleague said full of energy as she stayed and watched me cook in the kitchen.

“Really?” I asked turning the pan which contains scrambled eggs on fire.

“Yes babe and the bigger news is…guess” she said then paused.

“Come on Tara, I don’t like stressing my brain just head straight to the point, tell me” I replied her pouting.

“Okay okay, I’m so excited to say this, I heard CB is gonna be coming to our modelling company next week” she revealed then ran and embraced me from behind.

“Wow, really?” I asked smiling.

“Yes babe, do you no what that means? Its means I’m gonna be seeing him at a very close range and I might possibly happen to be one of the ladies that might catch his attention.”

“Geez,I’m gonna go shopping so he’ll notice me before that day, I can’t wait” she continued talking and talking.

I turned off the gas cooker and dished out all the cooked meals, then carried them on a tray and left for the dinning while she followed.

“Are you gonna follow me to shopping babe? You also need to look pretty you no?” She asked after a while.

“No Tara, I’m saving my money up alright, I don’t have much money to waste” I replied her and she rolled her eyes.

“Even for the Prince charming? Well if you agree and follow me, I’ll get you a very pretty dress too, just follow me please?” She pleaded sitting across the dinning facing me.

“Well, if you say so, I’m always available for free shopping” I replied and she laughed.

“Spoiled brat” she slapped my arm and said.

“Ouch, but that’s the truth, I love free stuff” I said then got up and left to get water from the fridge.

“Hurry up Ros, we don’t wanna attend the showcase late, hurry up” I heard her voice ring from the dinning.
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👟 Charlie's POV 👟
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The car drove into my private quarters and I came down immediately without waiting for the guards to open the door for me, I already sitted my angel sitting at the balcony looking out in space.

How I hate seeing her lonely.

I hastened up my pace along the staircase totally ignoring the numerous greetings from the maids then I went to her at the balcony.

“Sweetheart” I called and immediately squatted down to her.

“Why are you here alone”? I asked but she didn’t turn to stare at me.

“Baby, what is it? Did anyone offend you?” I asked turning her to face me.

She was holding unto a pink teddy tightly and that’s the reason I can’t get hold of her hands

“Come on, why are you here alone?” I asked for the third time and she finally blinked.

“Where is my mommy?” She asked taking me by surprise.

“Your..your mom?” I asked my voice coming out weakly.

“Yes, where is she?” She answered and asked.

“Baby..why are you suddenly asking me about her? I thought we have talked about this a long time ago” I said to her.

“No, we haven’t, I heard you and mom aren’t together, is that true?” She asked and I opened my mouth to talk but couldn’t think of any reasonable thing to say.

“Is it true?” She asked again.

“Um sweetheart, where did you hear that from?” I asked trying to divert the question.

“I heard it from one of the maids, they were whispering it amongst themselves and I think what they are saying is true because I don’t even no how my mom looks like” she replied sounding really bitter which only got me angry.

Who is the useless bit*h? Where are they? I thought and stood up on my feet.

“I’m coming, stay here and wait for me” I replied trying my best not to show how angry I was then I got up, I’m so gonna deal with them.

All of them! I thought angrily and left to look for the head worker.

TO Be Continued
March 8, 2024
My Wife (Part 1)

My Wife Part 1

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👫 My Wife Part ONE: 💞

My wife is a very loving and forgiving woman. She knows about my cheating habit and she has never bantered words with me.

At a point i got scared. I needed her to say something but she wouldn’t.

One faithful day, she returned from work unexpectedly. Honestly, it wasn’t her usual time of coming back home. She came home and caught me in the act of sleeping with her best friend on our matrimonal bed. I expected the worst from her, but she didn’t say a word neither did she do anything.

She quietly walked outside waiting for us to finish. Out of fear i chased the young lady out. I was expecting my wife to beat her up but she didn’t. Instead, when the lady left my wife walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner for me.

“Honey your food is ready.” She informed like nothing happened. I was skeptical about eating the food.
“What if she poisoned it?” I thought.
“Honey you need to eat now before the food gets cold.” She persuaded.

She saw how reluctant i was about eating her food.

I was already sitting on the dinning table, but i refused to eat. “I’m not hungry,” i stuttered.

She took my food and ate few spoons from it, maybe she knew what was going on in my mind.

“Now eat your food.” She blurted.

I held the spoon with my shaky hand, and managed to eat. Truly the food wasn’t poisoned.

I was afraid to sleep at night because i feared that my wife would kill me. I slept with one eye opened. When i woke up in the morning, i was shocked. “She didn’t kill me,” i thought.

“Sweetheart, good morning.” She greeted.

“Honey, don’t you think you need to punish me?” i opened up to her.

“For what?” she asked applying powder on her face.

“I’m late for work, your breakfast is on the dinning table. I’m off.” she said as she kissed me and walked away.

I was left in shock, and couldn’t utter a word. I walked to the dinning to see the food. I fed our dog with part of the food and our dog didn’t die, so i ate the food.

This woman is dying in silence.

To Be Continued

March 3, 2024
My Delicious Landlady (Episode 5)

My Delicious Landlady Episode 5

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👫 My Delicious Landlady Episode FIVE: 💕

Slowly, her foot descended from my besieged privates as she searched through her file for the reports. “Whew!!” I thought, as she got up to walk around the table and place the papers in front of us. I guess I had earlier been so overwhelmed by the afterglow of my too recent romp with bootylicious jane that I didn’t even notice this sexy chic. While Janet was large and voluptuous with endowments that swung slowly and heavily as she moved, exuding raw lust appeal, Bimbo was chic, firm and bouncy with big bosoms and firm bubble booty that jutted forward and backward in high definition, restrained and muted by her smart, knee-length skirt suit.

I was suddenly overcome by a maddening desire to take that bouncy butt from behind and make it dance to the rhythm of my plunging rod.
“dickson, is something the matter,” I heard Janet ask with some concern in her voice.

“I have a slight headache,” I replied hesitantly as I noticed that I had broken out in cold sweat.
By then Bimbo had placed a sheet of paper in front of her and was in the process of placing one in-front of me. She pressed her bosom firmly into my shoulder as she did so but nobody else noticed.
“I think I need to get some air,” I said as I stood abruptly and started leaving the table.

“Oh… I’m so sorry, I think you’ve overworked yourself,” Janet says cheekily. “Go ahead, we’re almost done here..”
“…er not quite,” one of the other men interrupts her. “You still need to examine some of the prototype products we brought for your approval.” “Bimbo will go get them from her room as soon as soon as we’ve dealt with that last report.”
By then I was already out of the conference room and heading upstairs, looking for a balcony where I could catch some breeze and clear my head. I needed to think.

See me see yawa oh. This fine babe wan come put sand inside my garri sha. What if Janet had noticed her indiscretions? But that chic too tight meen!! But what could I do about it? Jane was all the Intimate Kitty-Cat heaven one man could handle and much more and I would have to tread with caution. As these thoughts were chasing themselves around my head, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and to my surprise, Bimbo’s head popped out through the balcony door and she stared right at me with that dare in her eyes. I froze and stared back at her as she stepped onto the balcony, a perfect combination of poise, confidence and well endowed sex appeal.

I took one look at her full bosoms, flat belly, broad hips and shapely legs and my d–k lost all self control. I didn’t know when I stammered,
“em… sorry… do y you have any paracetamol?”
“Sorry about your headache,” she replied with a coy smile. “But I think I might have something for it, if you don’t mind coming with me.”

She turned to walk away and the sight of those firm bouncy buttocks dancing up and down instantly stole away all my reasoning ability, I followed her like a sacrificial lamb down the deserted hallway to her room and grabbed her waist, rubbing my nodding joystick against her nyash and feeling for her bosoms thru her suit.

TO Be Continued

February 29, 2024
The Mistakes Of My Mother (Episode 1)

The Mistakes Of My Mother Episode 1

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🤷 The Mistakes Of My Mother Episode ONE:

My name is Rosaline but some people especially my parents call me Rose. Right now I am thirteen years old but who knows? I might never stop being thirteen, I might never get the opportunity to grow into the much lusted after adulthood we teenagers don’t seem to ever stop dreaming of. I must tell you the truth, I am afraid of growing up, if my life can be this twisted at this age, how will it be when I grow up? And this is why I said I might never stop being thirteen. Okay enough of all the introductions, I’m sure that by now you are curious about me and why I am the way I am right now.

Well I will help feed your curiosity, quench your thirst for answers with the story I am about to tell you. It is the story of how I came into being. The ignorant decisions that ushered me into this cruel world and how I became this broken and bruised.

At the age of thirteen, I have witnessed the murder of someone who seemed to be the only one who ever loved me. My innocence was also murdered and my childhood exchanged on the Devil’s gambling table. Okay can you permit me to recite a part of a particular poem I have read like a hundred times already? It reminds me of my other parent, it will definitely give you a clear picture of his kind of person, this poem was written by Kukogho Samson; a poet I so much want to be like if at all I am to take the chance of growing up.

In the folly of his wisdom,
He brews the wine of truth
With fermented grape of lies,
And lays tomorrow’s coins
On the Devil’s gambling table!
Hmmmmmm! I hope you got the picture of what I am trying to paint? Sorry I seem to be too wise for my age, my predicament and life experiences saw to that. So I shall begin…

Fourteen Years Ago
My mum’s name was Ahunli. She came from a family of five: she was the first and only daughter with two younger brothers. They were an average family who lacked nothing yet didn’t have enough to spare. She decided to leave her comfort zone one day to take a job she got in Abuja as a Geologist for Hobark International Limited. I must call that a curse since it was that one single step that led to every misfortunes that befell her, or must I say us, thereafter.

There at a party she was forcefully dragged to by her colleague Alexis, she met a man for whom she started developing funny and scary feelings, and she called it love. He was a very handsome guy and wore his shoulders high enough to depict someone of highborn heritage. He had cast one or two glances her way but that was all he ever did (don’t laugh within yourself asking how I got to know about something as minute as that because my mum told me every single detail of her life from the moment she met him with unshed bloodied tears in her eyes).

That’s funny right? She thought I did not understand her rants but of course I did and everything was etched deeply into my memory.
Okay to cut long story short, of which yeah, it is still very long, she found a way to talk to him and a conversation broke out between them…
Ahunli: “Hi!” she was shy to the bones but knew she wouldn’t forgive herself if she did not talk to him that day.

Olamide: “Hi” he replied indifferently, telling her in no uncertain terms that he wasn’t interested in whatever she was selling.
Ahunli: “My name is Ahunli which means Joy. You can just call me Joy” she beamed with embarrassed smiles.
Olamide: “I am Olamide” he replied coldly.

He probably thought he should be nice to her since she was just the type of girl he found worthy enough to fuck with. Or let me just call it what she called it; bang. Yeah, yeah, I know you’re shocked at hearing a thirteen years old use such words…well, I have been there, done that (will get to that in due time).

Ahunli: “Oh you mean like my wealth is here?”
She said laughing alone at what she perceived to be a joke. So embarrassing even I am flushing with embarrassment right now. Her friend sat in front of the bar man, clutching her head. She dared not look at my mum again.
Olamide: “So I want to get back to the dance floor now if you may excuse me? Your sense of humour is something to die for” he said arrogantly trying to play hard to get. So cheap!

Ahunli: “Okay that is okay but can I have your number please?” She told me the look on his face was that of sheer disbelief. He probably thought she was out of her mind at that moment but well after a little hesitation, he brought out his Nokia C6 and got her number then dialled it immediately. She was so pleased that she saved his number with Prince Charming. Smh! She probably thought life was a fairy tale. If only she could see it the way I am seeing it now, maybe I wouldn’t even be here to tell you this kind of story to begin with.

After that day, the hunt for the Prince Charming began, well only in her fairy tale did the Princess have to chase after the prince so much. She would call him all by herself like ten times a day while he ignored it nine times. She would leave a hundred messages for him on WhatsApp and Facebook but he’d ignore them all and only say hello. It went on and on until one day he probably got worn out with her incessant gibbering and pestering, he decided to ask her over to his house.

She was elated and just couldn’t find anything suitable enough to wear for her important outing. She had to consult Alexis on what to wear. Alexis had her fears when her friend showed up at her doorstep in the evening that day and did not hesitate to give her fears a voice…
Alexis: “Where did you say you are going to again please?” she said after she had sat her excited friend down on the only cushion in the room.

Ahunli: “You will not believe Olami has asked me over to his place at last. I am so excited”
I swear if I was Aunty Alexis at that time, I’d have slapped her beautiful excited face to douse her out of her naivety. And that was exactly what she also felt like doing but restrained herself well enough.

Alexis: “Hmmmmm I don’t think you are in your right senses. I know you are naïve and all but how is it that a grown up lady like you cannot use her sense? How old are you again? You will be twenty-seven by December and you are still thinking like a thirteen years old girl?”
Well I am thirteen and I wouldn’t have acted that way-this was my thought when she told me this part. Maybe I am just overreacting? Well maybe…

Ahunli: “Come on! You know how much I have longed for this guy. I will just go this once and if he is still acting up-tight, I will stop seeing him” well even I knew that was nothing but a blabber.
Alexis: “Who are you telling that to? I? You think I am daft like you? He hasn’t slept with you yet and you are like this, what if he sleeps with you once? You will definitely lose your mind. No! Your head will be pushed into your butt and thinking straight will become very difficult afterwards.

Please we can avoid even the inevitable. Don’t go”
Ahunli: “You know I will go. So help my ministry and just get me something sexy to wear. I know you are the queen of sexiness. Baby I really want to give it a try”
Alexis: “I see!” she stood up, opened her closet to reveal different type of gowns. She fancied gown more than any other cloth type.
Mum went closer with eyes popping out of their sockets as she took in the beautiful dresses before her.

She took her time in testing them to see which suited her the most. At about quarter to 8, she was ready to leave at last in a stripe and printed short gown which revealed her nicely shaped straight legs. Those were her best assets as she didn’t see herself as being that beautiful.

Alexis watched her go, unable to stop her friend from walking into a hellhole. “What is the best way to learn again if not by experience?” Even I must have heard her mutter that from my world. My mother just walked on despite hearing her. She knew what she wanted and she was going to get it by all means possible.

When at last he went to pick her up at the junction, it was already some minutes past eight and he was irked as to why she would be late for their first meeting and had already concluded in his heart that she was unreliable. Reaching fast conclusions and being judgmental were his finest qualities.
Olamide: “So what took you so long?” he asked when at last they walked into his estate and headed for his apartment.

Ahunli:” I am sorry, I had to find something suitable to wear” she replied truthfully.
Olamide: “I see!”
Ahunli: “Your apartment is nice” she said when they entered inside. The place was small with two settees filling up most of the space and a shiny table at the centre. She was impressed with the interior décor and how it depicted the life of a young bachelor who was probably too lonely for his own good. There were few awards from his company adorning the walls of the sitting room and from where she sat, she could see his little home office.

Olamide: “What should I offer you?” he stood in front of her enjoying the sight of her thighs as the gown rode higher up her legs.
Ahunli: “Just water will do” she blushed knowing he was ogling at her. it felt good.
Olamide: “Water? No way! I have all sorts of assorted alcoholic wine and beer. Those are the type I offer my guests so shall I bring wine or beer?” he asked impatiently.

Ahunli: “Okay I will just take wine since it’s my first time here but on a normal day, I don’t take alcoholic drinks” she replied with enthusiasm.
I can imagine her heart thumping in her chest. She was so super excited her heart was suffering.

She took sips of the tequila wine he offered her making sure she didn’t take too much to the extent of getting intoxicated. She could still feel his eyes roaming all over her body and she started feeling uncomfortable at last.

“Maybe I really shouldn’t have come. I don’t think I am ready to have sex with him just yet. Maybe it’s time for me to leave” She thought uncomfortably. She was a risk taker and so even after checking time and realising it was almost 10pm, she still stood up to leave…
Olamide: “Oh no! You cannot leave just yet babe…” he said and drew her down with force.

TO Be Continued

February 27, 2024
My Crush (Episode 1)

My Crush Episode 1

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👫💞 My Crush Episode One:

In a beautifully decorated room, a young man waiting for someone. He stood up when someone opened the door and entering the room.

“I have been waiting for you babe.” Young man said while approaching her.

“Sorry darling, I was stuck in traffic.” Young woman smiled

She gasped when she looked at the decorations of a room.

“Is it for me?.” Young woman asked

“Yes babe, everything is for you, only for you.” the young man said while hugging from behind

Young women blus-hed har-der and turned backside “Thank you for this.”

“Babe, you know how much I love you right?.” Young man asked

When young women nodded her head, then the young man took out a diamond ring from his pocket and kneeled down in front of her and about to say something but young women squealed in excitement “Yes, Yes I will marry you.”

Young man helplessly shook his head and said “This is wrong, I prepared a long speech for you. You ruined it, babe.”

Young women pouted her li-ps and said “I love you, babe.”

“I love you more.” after saying this, the young man wrapped his hands around her wa-istand clashed they’re together

“Ahhhh, I love you a lot.” Young woman squealed while opening her eyes

She hug-ged pillow beside her and said “I love you”

After hugging her favourite pillow for a while, she opened her eyes and pouted her li-ps when she saw her father Jack Miller staring at her holding a coffee mug.

“Decorated room? Proposal? Diamond ring?” Father Miller asked

When Amy nodded her head, Father Miller chuckled and asked “seriously Amy? How many times will you get this dream? Why can’t you propose him directly?”

“Dad, I will seriously propose him today,” Amy said while getting up from a bed

“You gotta kidding me, darling. You are saying exactly the same words for eighteen years. Aren’t you tried being JUST FRIEND with him?” Father Miller asked

“Dad, we are not just friends, I’m a-ssistant to him,” Amy said proudly

Father Miller rolled his eyes and said “you are unbelievable sometimes. Darling listen to me, just pick a rose from our garden and propose him directly.”

“Okay, dad,” Amy said while pinching his cheeks and rushed towards the washroom

Dining Area

“Mamaaaaaa” Amy shouted while rushing towards dining area.

“Darling, Here is your breakfast.” Laura Miller said while placing breakfast on the table

“Mom, what happened? Why your face is so red? Out of anger or Out of —” cutting Amy off mother Miller said, “Why don’t you ask your dad instead of me?”

Amy looked at her pretentious busy father and raised her eyebrows

“What? I didn’t do anything.” Father Miller tried to cover up

He stuck his tongue out when Amy gave him ‘You can’t fool me look.’

He then sighed and said, “She called him again.”

“What’s wrong in calling a friend? It’s not like I’m running away from you. Why are you worrying about me?” Mother Miller snapped

“Look, she is taking his sides.” Father Miller said

“You —”

Cutting them off Amy closed her ears and shouted “Stop it both of you. You both are behaving like a kid.”

Looking at her dad Amy frowned and said “Seriously? What are you doing? You are forty-five years old but still, you are worried about your wife’s best friend?”

“He is not just best friend. He tried to propose to your mom.”

“So what’s wrong in that? I’m young and beautiful at that time, obviously anyone can droll at my beauty.” Mother Miller said proudly

“Babe, only I have the right to droll at you.” Father Miller said shamelessly

Amy helplessly shook her head at her parents who were fighting —In their point of view, it is a CUTE ARGUMENT.

After completing the breakfast, Amy left the house before writing a note I’M LEAVING TO SPEND TIME WITH MY PRINCE CHARMING.

Amy Miller is young and dynamic with brown soft hair elaborately arranged. She had prominently de-ep blue coloured eyes which made her always look fresh. The most remarkable thing about her is her mole on her upper li-p and her voice which is sweet as honey.. Her curves are exactly at the same place which can easily make anyone fall for her.

TO Be Continued

December 11, 2023
Sophia My Love (Episode 1)

Sophia My Love Episode 1

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👫💞 Sophia My Love Episode One:

“I can’t believe this! Mama, are you being serious with me? No, it just can’t be. I must be dreaming!” Sophia said, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.

Her mother looked up at her, wishing she could tell her she was joking, she wished she could tell her anything, just to make her stop crying, but it was the truth, she just couldn’t make her daughter keep hanging on false hopes.

“Yes Sophia, you were dreaming when you imagined you’ll get married before me. All you have ever done in this house is to act all knowing and all good. And mama had always supported you, making you feel that I’ll always remain behind your trail.

“But now, what are you going to do about your plans to marry your sugar sugar?” Meg taunted, walking in on her younger sister and their mother as they conversed in the sitting room.

“By the gods, if you don’t leave my sight now Meg, I’ll do something that will make you question the fact that I birthed you! How can you be this callōus? Your sister is heart broken, and all you can do is mōck her?” Mrs. Dike fired at her first daughter.

“Mother, what sister Meg had just said shouldn’t take your attention from the question I asked you. Please mother, tell me it’s not true! Tell me I won’t be prevented from marrying the man of my dreams just because my sister isn’t married yet!” Sophia asked her mother.

“Go on Sophia, ignore me like you always do, but as you can see, whether you agree to the fact that I remain a very vital part of you or not, the time has come for you to see just how important I am to you. My happiness is that mama can’t do anything to make things go otherwise” Meg said, sitting carelessly opposite her sister.

“You’re not talking mama. Please say something. Is Brad going to be unable to marry me traditionally? Are you truly going to sit by and watch me miss the man of my dreams?” Sophia asked, her eyes already swollen from the heartfelt cries.

“Sophia, I’m sorry this is happening. But like your sister said, you can’t marry Brad now, at least, not until Meg gets married” her mother told Sophia, hugging her as she spoke

“Ah mama! This is unbelievable, it is totally unacceptable mama, and I won’t take it! Why does she always have to obstruct me every step of the way? Why is sister Meg always a hindrance to me?” Sophia wailed.

“May thunder fire you there. I don’t blame you at all. Why will you not sit right in front of me and dare accuse me of standing in your way, when all you and mama have ever done is to make mockery of my life!” Meg blew hot.

“Sister Meg, today isn’t one of those days that you’ll make me have to suffer your taunts without getting a clap back. Don’t trouble me again with your mõckery, I’m in pains. Leave me alone sister Meg!” Sophia shrieked.

“The nerves! You’re shouting back at me? And you’re even threatêning me! Wow, there’s nothing Meg won’t see in this house” Meg said, shaking her head.

“I have told you sister Meg, please leave me alone. I don’t want to hear those bitter words of yours today” Sophia insisted.

“Truth is bitter. And whether you and mama like it or not, I’ll keep telling it to you, I am the first daughter of this home, and nothing any of you does can change that!” Meg said victoriously.

“Meg, I can’t remember inviting you to come sit here with me. Get out of here at once and let me think of how to pacify my daughter for a problem you created for her” Mrs. Dike said angrily.

“You see what I was saying? This little brat accuses me of being the reason for her predicament, and instead of you to caution her, you’re chasing me away, and equally supporting the nōnsense she had spoken. How have I caused any problems for her now? Meg asked angrily.

“You see why I have a problem with you? You’re always too slow to reason. Is she not right when she said you’re obstructing her?” Mrs. Dike asked her daughter in askance.

“Is there anything she says or does that isn’t right in your eyes? Is there anything you won’t agree is right, as long as it comes from Sophia?” Meg complained.

“She is unable to marry her heartrob now because you’re not married. And you need me to spell it out that if you had been responsible enough to have brought a suitor him before now, then this problem wouldn’t have come up?” her mother raged.

“Oh wow! So it’s also a failure to be unable to clinch a suitor before a younger sister who had been overly favoured and projected by her mother finds one?

“You think God is sleeping? When you were taking her everywhere you went, buying her the best of clothes and giving her exposure by sending her to choice schools, didn’t you think you would be able to continually suppress me? Meg said, getting up with a triumphant smile.

“Face it Sophia, you can’t get married until I am married, and there’s nothing mother can do about it!” Meg told her sister before she walked out of the sitting room.

Sophia’s mother talked to her for a long while, explaining why by their culture, she couldn’t get married until her sister, Meg was married.

She had been crying for too long, her tears were literally drying up when she got up to leave.

“Mama, I won’t let Brad go. I can’t miss the one for me just because of some crãzy tradition. I didn’t make sister Meg unable to get a suitor, and my not marrying now won’t make her suitor come now. I will marry Brad now that I can!” Sophia said matter-of-factly.

“I wish it’s something you can do as you wish! If only you could just go ahead by merely deciding to, then I would have gladly supported you. But you see my love, it’s just not happening! You can’t be given away in marriage before your sister” her mother told her firmly.

“So what am I supposed do? Let Brad slip out of my hands, and sit here until my sister is ready to live a responsible life? Sophia asked.

“You ask Brad to hold on. I can help you speak to him, and then we hope that Meg finds someone soon. I can even make some arrangements to see how I can match make her to get her off your track, after a LL that’s what our tradition required us to do” Mrs. Dike volunteered.

Sophia looked at her mother and began to cry again. If only she could understand why it was important that she married Brad as soon as possible.

If only she could tell her mother the true position of things. But how could she bring herself to tell her mother that if she didn’t marry Brad immediately, things will go wrong?
What would her mother think about the situation? Would her life ever remain the same if she doesn’t marry Brad immediately?

TO Be Continued

December 8, 2023
My Name Is Helen

My Name Is Helen

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🤷 My Name Is Helen:

My name is Helen. I was married to a white man and we had two kids(all boys),my marriage wasn’t working as things turned from bad to worst,I ended up divorcing my husband and gain permission to take my kids.

Well i made up my mind to come back to my country Nigeria and ended up meeting an agent who sold a beautiful house to me.
I moved in with my kids,our first night wasn’t bad,but the second night,I was in my room sleeping when my last baby Kelvin came running to me saying “mum there’s a girl crying outside’, I was confused and told him not to think too much since he was stressed. Not long my first son came with the same complain I couldn’t just keep calm so I told them we could go outside together to check who was crying, outside we went buh found no body or heard any cry,we retired to bed.

The next day, I took my boys to be registered to their new school,buh on getting home I found my whole house turned upside down, ahh I got scared and called the police, after many investigation it was said nothing was stolen,I made up my mind to get a security man.

Days passed nothing more happened the these fateful day on driving into my compound I saw a little girl sitting right in front of my stairs ” ahh who’s child is this and what is she doing here?” I got down from the car buh she was gone. “Akin?
Ma” came my gate man.
Where’s the girl sitting here few seconds ago?”
Ah ma nobody bin dey here oh” he replied
What are u saying?
Madam nobody bin sit here! he insisted

It’s fine go back to ur post”I said and went I side only to find my boys in the pool of their own blood. Oh my God, Demiond! Kelvin!! Jesus Christ what is this? Akin! Akin!!.

My kids where rushed to the hospital. It got too much I had to call my mum,she advised I ask about the landlord, I accepted and and called the agent, who inturn told me little he knew about the family,it was said the landlord died few years back and the wife and kid traveled abroad, I ask for their contact and got the wife’s contact.

December 7, 2023
My Sugar Daddy And i (Chapter 1)

My Sugar Daddy And i Chapter 1

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👫💕 My Sugar Daddy And I Chapter One:

It was 7:00 already as I rushed to school to go submit my assignment to the delegate. I stood on the road side waving at each Taxi that Came my that morning but they all rushed passed by since they were all occupied. I stood there for at least 30 second, hoping to get a Taxi but to no avail.

I decided I was going to take a bike which was obviously going to cost me a thousand FRS but I had to since I wasn’t ready to fail any course.
I stopped a bike man whose face I couldn’t figure out. If it was my first time seeing such a bike man I might have been scared, but it was common to see them.

He wore a black mask Cap which had a rob running below the chin to be tide across. He had like three jackets on and a brown hard jean trousers and he smelled like sweated armpit. The portion of his face that I had seen indicated that he was fair skinned guy.

It was very common for bike riders to dress like that in my town and even normal people too. It was freezing in North west region, most especially during the dry seasons. The weather was often cold, cloudy, moist in the morning and hot and sunny in the afternoon

As we went on I told him to please speed up a bit because I was late for my class. He nodded but would not rush because there were military check points stationed to check and control.

We came at a four corners joints as he turned to his left to take the road leading up to the university, a big black Mercedes Benz Came out from no where and throw us down to the ground.

“Ooh God na which kind driving this nohh”

My bike man said as he struggled and got up on his feet. He hard a big bruise on his right hand and my right knee was bleeding as well as the exhaust had burned my leg. I sat there crying in pains looking at the Large burn it had calved out On my leg

“ You no be see say na wrong side this oga commot cam see thing way you done causam”

He stood there cursing and swearing while people started gathered at the scene.

The man who had hit us finally decided to come out of his car.

“I am so sorry for all this” he said looking so remorseful

“Pa your sorry won’t do me anything”

sounding a little calm but still very vexed and loud

“look at my passenger and my bike”

“I was rushing at full speed to go to the hospital my wife is in labor and her condition is very critical.”

“ I will pay you for the damages and I will carry your passenger along with me to the hospital to do a check up”

“Please I really need to leave now I don’t have time “

The population that had gathered pity this man and cautioned that the bike man listen to him and that he should collect the money, leave his bike to someone around and accompany us to the hospital since no one knew the man in that area.

I was supported by a kind lady to stand-up and to my greatest surprised, I noticed that the man who had been hit us was non other than my Lecturer Professor Alain Atabong Pierre. He was in fact the lecturer we were supposed to meet that morning and it occurred to me why the delegate had asked us to come and submit our assignments to him but didn’t make mention of any class.

I limbed as I mad my way to his car. He couldn’t recognize me as his student because I was just one out of thirty. I was always the cold type who never spoke during lectures sometimes Lecturers had to force me to talk.
He drove us back to town and went with us to Bingo Annex where his wife was in labor he rushed out and called for someone to helped us while he quickly rushed to where his wife was in labor.

After three hours my wound had been dressed and the bike rider was now waiting for him to come and settle the bills. We waited another hour when the driver became even more vexed and suggested that we go look for him, that maybe he had gone and left us Here. I told him to calm down that something might have happened to his wife and the man might be going through a lot now.

As we were talking, he came in and informed us he had settled the bills handing us the receipt of the things as well a the drugs he was told to buy for me
He looked so workout and stressed, his eyes were red too I thought about asking after his wife and child but was scared he might get emotional outburst and lashed out on me. But that didn’t stop me so I asked

“Sir how was is your wife and Child doing??”

“Hope they made it just fine”

“They didn’t make it my dear thanks for asking”

By the time I had arrived they had already passed

“So sorry to hear that sir sorry for your lost”
God gives and takes am sure he’ll give you more” .

God gives and takes” he laughed

I understand your pain”

I said that and regretted later as he lashed out on me

“You understand my pain?? Have you ever lost a wife before?”

“No sir”

“Have you ever lost a child before?”

“No sir”

So Short up! you understand nothing” he said as he threw a thousand FRS at me

“That’s for your taxi please go home and rest in your parents comfortable arms and stop claiming to understand my pain”

Before I could deny he had already left I was the only one there the bike man had earlier left. I arranged my things to leave as warm tears streamed down my chicks.

TO BE CONTINUED

December 6, 2023
Siri My Sister!

Siri My Sister

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🤷💞 Siri My Sister:

“Being beautiful and being attractive are two different things! Someone can be beautiful and not be attractive, some can be attractive even when they’re not beautiful per say and some can be both beautiful and attractive”

These were my words to a lady who asked for advice sometime ago. We got talking about how she has been unable to keep a man,even though she’s is very beautiful.

I decided to get critical with her, and asked questions to know what usually made her relationships fail, and found out it always bothered on issues of getting entangled with so many others, while in a relationship.

“I love ahfkgksbdl so much, and I can’t believe he is going to break up with me just like the others. I don’t know how I will move on without him” she had told me, and I asked a simple question.

“Why did you get involved with the other guys if you loved him that much?”

And the answer she gave, is the reason I’m making this post, instead of waiting to post the story I’m building on it.

As a girl, a lady or even a woman, you must understand that some people come to life with some inbuilt charm and charisma. Some girls come with a natural attraction, and whether or not they are beautiful, men get drawn to them.

This may be fun and a happy thing for the said girl at some point, but when she lacks understanding and ability to help herself, this attraction that she has, becomes a major problem for her.

Almost every girl likes the thrills of getting chased in the early days of young adulthood, when heads turned at each point she walked pass and guys stumbled on each other to get to her.

Actually, this isn’t a bad thing, and is certainly not a problem even when it continues after the adolescent age, it only becomes a problem when it starts distracting you from keeping a stable relationship.

While I was growing up, I noticed that I always had to change routes because of “chikers” on several occasions, and it used to be fun, discussing about the “toasting” lines, as well as reading the love letters with my friends.

It was normal for me to go out to get something and have different guys waiting to have a word with me at different points.

What makes my case funny, is I have always been carefree about those fancy things that makes a girl girlish, and in fact, my first lip stick was bought by my mother, when I was already in the university, still I always had them running after me in their numbers.

One day, a more advanced friend called me to have a chat with me. In her words :

“Eve, I have watched you, and observed that you’re likely to have the problem I had, if something isn’t done. I do not want to tell you so much, but remember that with your nature, men will be never stop chasing you.

“If you do not take a firm stand, you may end up having issues with the one you’re meant to be with, because of the one passing by. Watch it my dear. They put me into the confusion I’m in now, and today, I am still unable to settle down because age is no longer on my side” she told me.

She must be the angel God sent to me because from that day, I began to make conscious effort to let a potential “toaster” end with pleasantries, with my reactions and body language.

Fast forward to this age where I have five children, with the first being old enough to give me a grandchild, and my status as a married woman, I still don’t go out a day, without seeing someone trying to make passes at me.

What am I driving at? We will talk about the guys later, but as a woman or a young girl, you’re not “hot” because you’re available to everyone that gets attracted to you.

You’re hot and priceless because you know how to draw the line. It’s an insûlt on your personality that someone knows you’re married and he’s still telling you how much he loves you, and can’t keep you out of his head!

Ask yourself, if he’s chasing you as a married woman, is he planning to marry you, when he eventually takes you away from your màrriage?

He is indirectly calling you a woman of low virtues if he keeps bothering you, when he knows you’re married!

My name is Eve, and I can beat my hand on my chest that I’ve never had a thing to do with another man, since I met my husband, without having chest pains; not because I haven’t been getting troubled by them bãd guys, but because I know.my worth, and I keep my values!

If you’re that one that needs to hear this, please draw a line sister, understand that so many are attracted to you, but just one of them is the one for you. Don’t reduce your worth by making yourself available to Adam, Steve and Jack!

Thanks for Reading 🙏 🥰 And make useful of it

December 6, 2023
Trapped With My Sexytary (Episode 1)

Trapped With My Sexytary Episode 1

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👫💞 Trapped With My Sexytary Episode One:

ALLEN TOSH’s POV 🧡

I was typing away on my computer, focused on getting the information I was searching for, when I heard the light knock on my door.

“Come in” I said briskly and continued doing what I was doing. I had limited time, and if I didn’t get what I needed in record time, Toshteck Limited could be history right under my watch.

“Good morning sir” I heard a female voice greet confidently and nodded in response without as much as looking up.

I was told my secretary quit the day before, and a replacement had to be sought immediately, so I could already tell that whoever it was that just greeted me must be the new secretary.

“May I have your attention for a few minutes sir? I have just been hired as your secretary and there are a few things I’d like to let you know about my working terms with you sir” the voice said, and I looked up in shock.

“Was that the voice of a secretary, someone that has just been hired, asking me to stop what I was doing to listen to whatever it is she had to say?” I wondered as I set aside the all important task for some moments to look at the being in front of me.

My eyes caught sight of the person standing in front of me, and I unconsciously sulked in air sharply.

Standing in front of me was a being I could have sworn had just descended to earth, straight from the heavenlies.

I looked at her and in a moment, I could tell that she was just too bootylicious for my comfort. Who works with a secretary looking this provocative when he had an herculean task at hand?

She had a midnight black hair that was pulled up to a donot, outlining her hazel, almond shaped eyes that sparkled as she stood looking at me, as though assessing me to determine what to tell me.

Her hawkish nose and dimpled cheek made her full lips look more inviting, and as I looked at her slender and elegant neck, I knew she wasn’t the type of person I needed around me for a secretary, when I was in the middle of recovering my company from the depth my father’s wife had driven it before I could wrestle it off her hands.

“You are?” I asked, forcing myself to sound as unaffected as I could. “A few months before, and I would have been asking her what she’d have me do to host her for a night; but ALLEN-TOSH has more important things to think of!” I mused

“I was getting to that part, but I needed to allow you the time to stare as much as you could, at least to get a complete picture of my appearance before I continued, since once we’re officially on, you won’t be allowed to gaze like that!

“My name is Sasha Jones, and I was hired a few minutes ago to work with you as your secretary Mr. ALLEN-TOSH.

“I noticed you were busy when I got in, so I may have to get back after I have taken delivery of the documents I asked the HR department to avail me with, to enable you finish up with what you’re doing” she told me, sounding more like the boss, than a secretary that she was hired to be.

“I’m sorry Miss Sasha, but you won’t be working here, at least, not with me as my secretary.

“Those guys in the HR department must truly be tired of their jobs to get me someone like you for a secretary at this critical point of this organization.

“Rest assured Miss Sasha, my decision not to accept you as my secretary has little or nothing to do with you per say.

“What I need is someone who’d function as my secretary and enable me pilot this organization to the next level, and not just some pretty face who thinks everyone man will crawl at her feet because she’s got a pretty look. This isn’t a club Miss” I told her, trying not to sound as offensive as I would have loved to, considering how annoyingly bold she was being my presence.

“It’s okay sir. But I’m sure you’d be asking me to take the job in the next one hour, and by then, I’ll only accept with a 50% raise on the remuneration we already discussed.

“Please do take a look at my resume that I’ll email you shortly, and remember, you have just one hour to decide and get back to me, or it’ll be a 70% raise” she told me then bowed respectfully before she walked out of my office.

I watched her walk away and seeing her enchanting back view, I knew I had taken the right decision to send her away.

Some minutes later, I got a notification that told me I had received an email, but I wasn’t in the mood to take a look at it.

I still hadn’t been able to get the information I was seeking about our rival organization that was driving my company to extinction, so I ignored the mail.

Something about the way the unopened envelope at the top of my screen kept catching my attention made me want to take a look at it, and without thinking about it, I clicked on the envelope about forty five minutes after I got the mail.

It was a resume from an unknown sender. “I can’t remember asking anyone to send me resumes directly. I don’t hire myself, the HR department does” I thought in annoyance.

I made to exit the screen, but my mouse clicked on open and Sasha Jones popped up, displaying right at the top of the resume.

Curiosity and something else I couldn’t give a name, made me begin to look at the document, and then at the attachment she asked me to see, and I nearly lost my mind

I pulled out my phone to call the number the resume had and my palms were sweating as I dialed without getting a response for about three consecutive times.

“You should let the person you’re calling get back to you after calling two consecutive times” my head told me, but I wasn’t willing to let that Sasha girl decide not to come back, so etiquettes kind of meant nothing to me at that moment .

“Who told me to judge a book by it’s cover anyways? And since when did I start double checking a job done by the HR guys?” I asked myself, hàting my guts for failing to look beyond her beautiful appearance.

“Rule number one: never appear despêrate whether as a prospective employee or an employer, no matter how much you need the applicant, or the job, as the case may be.

“It down plays your chances of getting a positive response” Miss Sasha said as she walked into my office, some minutes after I dropped my phone in frustràtion.

TO BE CONTINUED

December 5, 2023
My Step Mother Is Gone

My Step Mother Is Gone

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🤷 My Step Mother Is Gone:

Things happen and though it concerns many, it hits some differently.

Growing up, I had two mothers. One biological and the other, one of my step mothers. I had two step mothers, but one of them, an angel in human nomenclature, remained a mother, clearly deleting the prefix “step” from her relationship with me

Now, I had a hard time telling this step mother of mine wasn’t my mother’s sister because the rivalry between my mother and the other step mother was clearly absent between my mother and this angel.

So, how do I accept the fact that after many years of calling her “Mama” and people referring to her as my “mama”, that I won’t get to see her again because she has suddenly decided to go join the angels above?

For over 48 hours, I’ve been waiting, wishing and praying to hear that the heavenly angels refused to let one of our earthly angels, the one who though was a step mother, was a second mother to me and my siblings, join them yet, but they have been too willing to welcome a saint home that they didn’t let mama return to us!

Sleep on Mama, for I know you’re in a better place. I’ll always miss you!

My name is Tales by Eve, and this is a true story of the loss of a Gem 💔

December 5, 2023
My Husband And i (Part 1)

My Husband And I Part 1

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👫💞 My Husband And I Part One:

Yesterday, I called my husband to know where he was, he had had asked me to meet him up at one of our usual hangouts, but when I got there, he was no where in sight.

“Where are you son of man?” I had asked playfully, but this man didn’t see the humour in my simple joke.

“What’s that supposed to mean? I’ve told you to stop calling me son of man. You know I prefer to be called Eliza’s son” he thundered.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry son of man, I was only trying to find out where you are” I told him innocently, not knowing I had called him son of man again.

“You know what sweetheart, I’m at the pool side, and I was just making orders for your favourite cow leg pepper soup before you called” he told me, sounding so sweet all of a sudden.

Innocent me didn’t notice the sudden change in his demeanor. How could I have noticed he forgot about the son of man I called him all in a second, when I heard cow leg pepper soup?

I rushed to the pool side to meet the hubby of good life. You needed to see how enchanting my smiles were as I got to the pool side and saw him grinning from ear to ear.

“Why do I feel like this man is up to something? Is he planning to make me pay for calling him since of man? Well whatever it is he does after I get my cow leg pepper soup, I don’t really care” I told myself as I walked to his sides, looking very happy with myself.

We sat down and spent a good amount of time talking while he fiddled with his phone. A look at the mischievous smiles on his face, and I knew he was going to give it to me hard.

But who cares? I was going to have my pepper soup before anything else. It didn’t matter if he decided to pull any stunt after that.

Some minutes later, I saw a waiter approaching us with a tray. I could smell the pepper soup as it approached, and the close the waiter got, the happier the cells in my being became.

The waiter dropped the pepper soup plates on our table and turned around to leave after my dear husband had paid for the order.

A sound went off on my husband’s phone just as the waiter was about to leave. “Hold on my dear” my husband told the waiter as he put the phone to his ear. Made some indistinct sounds and pressed the red button on his phone.

“I’m sorry to trouble you young lady, but my wife and I are leaving now. Please give this pepper soup to any one you think knows how to take simple instructions” he told her and pulled me up to go.

“Baby, that wasn’t a call just now. It was simply an alarm tone from your phone. Don’t do this. You know how much I love cow leg pepper soup….okay, I promise never to call you….” I was saying but my husband cut in.

“If I say I was called, then I was called. Let’s go” he told me and walked out, pulling me along. I looked back and saw the waiter smiling as she picked a piece of the meat into her mouth. She was even chewing with her eyes closed in delight! A tear dropped, yes, my precious tear dropped!

Hubby told me how he had to do something that would always make me hold my tongue whenever I felt like calling him son of man again. I smiled in my heart, knowing that he was in for a big show.

Later that night, I told my husband I was going to make him cry. I was going to make him experience some of those pleasures I describe in my stories as a payback for what he had done.

This man was smiling happily. Yes, he felt it was a very good punishment, and even reminded me of my proposed punishment as soon as we got into the privacy of our bedroom.

And true to my promise, I started with his earlobe. Then I went down to his chest line. I don’t want to tell you what I did when my hands went below his belt line, but I can tell you he was shaking in spasms when my phone also made it’s own sound.

“The time is 11pm” it announced and I hurriedly got up from the bed. “Where are you going sweetheart?” He asked, stretching pitifully on the bed.

“Oh, I got a call to prepare for the writers get together. And don’t you dare ask me if that was a call. If I say it was a call, then it was a call” I replied matter-of-factly.

“Please my love,I promise to make you have whatever you want after this. I’m already too hot to be l3ft like this. Please forgive me for all the sins I may have committed. I know.my ancestors may have sinned against yours too, please forgive and forget” he spoke quickly when he sensed what was about to happen.

“I told you I was going to do what I describe in my books. And that was what I just did. The only time I described Leonard getting to the promised land in that book was on the wedding night. And this is certainly not our wedding night” I told him as I sauntered out of the room.

I heard him screaming “dey play” repeatedly before I rushed into the guest room. Abeg what’s the meaning of “dey play?” Do you think he’s about to make an order for a home delivery of the cow leg pepper soup?

TO Be Continued

December 5, 2023