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My Dirty Secret with My Landlord’s Family

After all the needed action with her, I lay on top of her for a while and she still held me. Only then did I realize that I was as weak as fvck and everywhere was hot, coupled with the sweat on her body. I gradually opened her legs to receive some air, and I saw the outline of her pvssy, and I was almost tempted to go in once more again. She caught my fantasy and quickly closed it back.

“If this is how my husband eats me daily, I won’t be here with you at all,” She said with a rather complaining tone. I smiled and I looked at her lustfully.

“Seems I have a new job now right?” I asked. She nodded in affirmation

“My personal fvcker” She responded. I chuckled before I got off her. She just looked at me surprised,…..no smiles, no joking words, nothing except a look of satisfaction on her face. She slowly got up and cleaned her body with my towel, looked around for her blouse, wore it before tying her wrapper as well. She then went into the sitting room, took the items i gave to her and was about to leave before I dragged her back.

“You are just going to leave like that?” I asked confused

“What else should I have done or said?” She queried back.

“No thanks or something?” I responded while stammering.

“What?” She questioned with her eyes all shining towards me. “I should thank you for banging my pvssy or thank you for what?” She asked

I stood there dumbfounded at the sudden behaviour. “Maybe she was right, after all, I really enjoyed the pvssy she offered me on a platter of gold,” I said to myself. She took my hand and dragged it under her pvssy.

“Can you feel it now?” She asked. I tried as much as possible to control my laughter.

“You almost divided me into two,” She said jokingly. “You should be the one thanking me for giving you such an expensive pvssy on a platter of gold.” She said before arranging herself and moving out of the door.

I stood there naked, watching her leave, satisfied and confused.

The next couple of days became awkward for me. I would leave in the morning and come back in the evening when it was dark (talk about a hen being pursued by the round). The way she left that day kept me watchful. One evening I was coming in when I met her at the gate leaving, she smiled and greeted me very well, I was relieved. As we were chatting, making little jokes, she put an arm on my hand in a familiar way and as the discussions proceeded, I was thinking of how to start finge…ring her.

“Don’t let my hubby catch you?” She said.

“It’s night and nobody will know” I responded jokingly. I was about to raise her wrapper up a bit, when out of nowhere her last daughter (who happens to be one of those that I like) surfaced. We each took a step apart and ended our conversation abruptly and headed on our separate ways. She greeted me as I walked past her as I answered her with a smile. That has never happened because I always greet them with little or no expression, but never with a smile. She seemed to almost pause but continued on her way.

Maybe she saw us, I thought or maybe she knows what’s going on. Guilt washed its way down my body as I went into my house. I didn’t see her again until a couple of days later, on a Saturday afternoon when I was driving out and she was leaving the compound as well. As the security man was opening the gate, she walked past me. I drove out and stopped beside her, asked her which way she was going and it happened that I could drop her off along the way so I invited her to join me. She did and we drove in silence. I turned on the radio and was laying my ‘don’t play your rock and roll to me’ by smokie, listening to it when she interrupted me. She asked bluntly, “why do you not like talking to people?”. It took me unawares that she’d care to know but I replied and told her that I do talk to people of course, but I just mind those I talk to. And she asked, “like me?”.

I didn’t know what to say and I said what seemed like the smartest thing that came to my mind “it’s not the way you see it”. Not knowing what else to say I added: “I’m talking to you now”. She smiled. After a while, she said “my mum seems to like you. She keeps saying that you’re the best tenant that she has”. She said that without taking her eyes off me.

Without looking at her, I know she was looking at me so I concentrated on my driving. After a while I glanced her way and our eyes met and I hurriedly looked away, that seemed to satisfy her. Now I know that she knows that something is up between her mum and I maybe she knows not what it is but she definitely knows that something is up. I tried to change the subject by complaining about the traffic building up, she obliged the conversation and we started chatting about other things.

Soon I found myself really having a good conversation with her. She’s smart and has a nice laugh. She humours my jokes and suddenly I was attracted to her. Soon I got to where I’d drop her off and I stopped, she got out, thanked me and bid me farewell with a “see you later”. As I pulled out of the curb, I thought “you bet”. Two days passed without us seeing each other. On the third day, I came home early and met her at the gate seeing off a friend of hers. We greeted and I went in, a few minutes later someone knocked on my door… Guess who?

To Be Continued…!!

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A professional freelance writer, a sales speaker, and a youth & development consultant. I write to inspire, show readers the possibility that abounds for them; while also entertaining them with stories. Please if you want me to speak at any event, seminar, or be of help, please reach me on +2349086050663.

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8 comments

  1. Is a nice piece, d starting is good, can’t wait o continue.

  2. Come and finish this tory na

    • I will surely finish it. One day one new episode. There are other stories that have been completed already. You can pass out time with those ones. Memoir of a male sex addict… Diary of a heartbroken hustler… etc

  3. Loving the story. Be encouraged bro

  4. Poor writing. Didn’t you proof read before posting? This is your first story I am reading and it has not made me want to read more. This is constructive criticism if you can understand that.
    Don’t be in a rush to post , also have someone else (better than you) read your write ups first and edit it before you post

  5. Nice one brotherly. Just that the first page has lots if repetition.

    Kudos

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