LOLA’S TALES: FORGIVING MARTHA.
She looked up to meet my eyes and slid her finger, which was covered in my juice, into her mouth.
My boss and I had been enjoying our regular affair for months, since that night at the hotel. He had become way more comfortable with us and had gotten over the earlier hesitance.
To an outsider, I probably just seemed like another young girl, aiming to climb the corporate ladder and choosing to F**.Ck those at the top to get there. Maybe it was, for the most part, but Mr Lanre and I had gotten pretty close overtime.
We usually met at a hotel at least once a week, and after enjoying a passionate lovemaking session, we actually talked. He opened up about his marriage and the stress of the job. His wife, I learnt, who was also very ambitious, spent more time at her job than on him.
All her free time were spent on her two kids so he always came up short. Since he had been married, he had only had an affair with one other person apart from me and it did not last very long. He talked about how he had strong feelings for me and wished our ‘relationship’ will continue to thrive.
Mostly, I just let him talk. I tried not to think too much about him. I had learned fast that relationships hardly ever lasted. I had just broken up with Victor and I had officially given up on attempting to build anything serious with anyone, least of all a married man.
I was lying N@kkd on his chest one evening and listening to him talk as usual. I stroked his chest and trailed little kisses down his body. I noticed his erection hardening and smiled to myself. This guy had the libido of a 16-year-old. I bent down to cover him with my mouth.
I took delight in the feeling of his hardness against the roof of my mouth and tongue. His taste was exquisite. I sucked hard and bobbed feverishly allowing my teeth to scrape the sides of his C@.ck. His hips rose to meet my motions and I enjoyed his gasps and groans. I could feel his tension growing. When I felt his leg muscles begin to tighten, I stopped. My thumb and fingers encircled the base of his C@.ck and squeezed. His urgency subsided.
I straddled him. I briefly savoured the feeling of his C@.ck inside me and then I began to buck wildly. Lanre’s eyes met mine and I held his gaze. His hips thrust up to meet my downward movements. My Pu.$$y juices gushed. His C@.ck felt great. It seemed to touch my very heart and soul with each thrust. I ground myself against him in an attempt to have him fill me totally.
My body tingled, hot colours flashed before my eyes, and I felt him cum. His C@.ck continued to pulse and throb as we rocked together before I finally collapsed into his arms the second time that evening.
His phone buzzed.
“Hello dear,” he said. I felt an annoying pang of jealousy as I stayed still and listened to him speak to his wife.
“Okay, I should be home in about 20 minutes,” he said again.After listening for a bit, he said, “love you too” and hung up.
“I have to go,” he said to me, getting up.
I laid back in bed and watched him get dressed. He seemed a lot more relaxed than he was when we were checking into the hotel room.
I wondered if he would F**.Ck his wife again when he got home.
As I entered my flat, I saw Martha in the living room. I simply ignored her and entered my room. I had not spoken to her since the whole thing with Victor. I was in no mood to go into it with her right then. I took off my dress and I was about to change into something else when she entered into my bedroom. She stood sheepishly there for a few seconds watching me in just my underwear.
“Are we not going to talk about it?” she asked quietly.
I simply was not ready for a discussion. I felt I had gotten back at Victor by F**.Cking his brother, but I was not sure how to deal with Martha’s betrayal.
I shook my head and turned my back to her, searching for something else to wear. I soon felt her hands wrap around me. I was wearing just my bra and panties so her warm hands on my tummy made me tingle. I stood still while she moved the hand down. It had been a while since Martha and I got ‘naughty’ and I was not sure if now was the time. But when she glided her hand down and slipped it inside my panties, I did not protest.
In silence, I stood there as one of her fingers slid gently into me. She kissed my neck and said, “I am so sorry, babe.”
I did not respond. She turned me around, unclasped my bra and took a N!.ppls in her mouth. I moaned gently and felt her smile against my boob. She probably thought all was forgiven. She moved on to the second N!.ppls and flicked her tongue over it until I moaned again. She then pulled down my panties and discarded it.
She moved one palm between my legs and urged me to separate them. I did. She went on her knees and used her hand to open up my now damp Pu.$$y.
I was watching her as she used one hand to keep it open and slid a finger into me with the other. She kept thrusting in and out of my cunt and my moans had become more frequent. She looked up to meet my eyes and slid her finger, which was covered in my juice, into her mouth.
“Hmm, who have you been F**.Cking babe? You taste like a guy’s cum.” She said, then added, “Sweet,” as she licked off some leftover cum from Mr Lanre.
She then buried her head into my Pu.$$y and began to lick. Her tongue found my clit as she pushed against it, causing me to hold on to her head as I cried out. She did not let up and continued to use her tongue to flick and push against my clit until I was bucking wildly over her and exploded. She lapped up my cum and licked my Pu.$$y clean. She then stood up, put her hands around my waist and leaned in for a kiss. I kissed her back, tasting my own cum in her mouth.
“Forgiven?” She asked.
I smiled, I was not sure yet.
“Spend the night with me. Do that over and over again and I might consider forgiving you.” I said.
She kissed me again. “Gladly,” she replied. The story will be continue…..for next tales.
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