THE SEX SERIES VOL. IV

The week crawled by and by "crawled by" I mean pull my hair out when will it be Friday kinda crawled by. Work was equally just as grueling. I couldn't wait to see the back of that place. Truth be told, I hated my job. My boss was an absolute bitch who thrived on making my life a living hell. Try as I could to make her like me or at least be nice to me was a major effort in futility. No matter what I did, wahala; to the point where my physique became an issue. It had suddenly become a crime to be well endowed. The Nikki Minaj ass I had na the Creator give me, not to talk of my nice legs and glowing skin. So why should this lady continuously give me grief about it.
Just imagine. Today, I had worn a nice looking trouser with a shirt and tie since I have my own sense of style, she vex that it left nothing to the imagination given the size of my ass (her words more or less). It's not like my work isn't top notch and my clothing, corporate enough. But noooooo, this woman just keeps gunning for me. No clue as to why.


Anyway, sitting in my office doing my job "madam" comes into my office and begins questioning me about a job she had not given me to do. Now, as far as I'm concerned, I will not fear someone to the point of accepting what isn't my fault and so, I refused to accept this particular instance.
Next thing, she went ape crazy and began bellowing at me. Screaming questions ranging from "who do you think you are to are you better than me?" I just sat there praying for her not to lunge and bite me. Then she lowered the boom. "You think I don't know that you are sleeping with my husband!" At this, I gaped. Literally gaped at her open mouthed and all.
Her husband?! That man that looks like a baboon whose only saving grace was that he was probably richer than Dangote...maybe. Oh! I have suffered I thought and that's when it hit me. I had often noticed her husband floating past my office when making phone calls anytime he came to pick up his wife. I just thought that was his style. You know, creating awareness that he was around. Sometimes, he'd make small talk with me after his calls but that was as far as it went. Okay wait, let me confess, in the spirit of friendliness (I believe) he once, just once bought me lunch not even a let's go out for lunch type thing, rather it was a take away pack from a top notch restaurant. Okay and there was that one time yes, one time he bought me five thousand naira recharge card but it was all in the spirit of friendliness... abi?

I mean, who looks a gift horse in the mouth for goodness sakes? Anyway, back to the present, here's this psycho woman mouthing off at me, spit flying everywhere and she's blocking the only exit. Wondering if this was how I'd spend my final moments on earth, I managed to utter a "madam, but this is not professional behaviour." Like fuel to fire it was like my utterance incensed her even further. She began banging on the table and throwing things around. Boy oh boy. My boss had gone loco coco.
The whole thing began to piss me off as a crowd had formed outside my door. Gathering courage though I was shaking with fear inside I screamed back at her "My friend will you get out of my office" (I'm so fired I'm sure but I needed an escape plan). She blinked not expecting such a reaction. Seeing this I became bolder "get out of my way this instant!" And just like that, she ran out of steam. I brushed past her quickly before she could gather herself and grab my weave. One time in school I'd made the mistake of turning my back on a crazy flat mate and she almost scalped me when she pulled at my weave; that shit hurt like a son of a bitch so let's just say once bitten...

Anyway, I made good my escape choosing instead to drive straight home. I'd officially closed for the day. I was so embarrassed. This is the reason why I'd always wished to be my own boss. Remembering the bottle of red wine in my fridge, I proceeded to drown my sorrow in drinking. Half way through the bottle my phone rang as I threw myself a pity party. "Hello Sandra, are you alright?" It was Wills a colleague of mine. "I just got back to the office. The whole place is buzzing. What happened?" I was silent for a minute or two. "Sandra, are you there? Wills continued. I began to sob. "Oh, Sandra don't cry he continued. Give me ten minutes, I'm on my way." I was still sobbing when he cut the call.
By the time Wills got to my house, I had downed the entire bottle of wine. And yes, I was completely sozzled with drink. “Would you like a drink?” I asked Wills. “All I've got left is some Johnny Walker” which he agreed to. A couple of shots later and Wills had gotten the full gist.

"You've never had anything with her husband? He asked again. I stared at him annoyance quickly sobering me up. "Get out of my house!" I screamed. What did I just tell you?!" I finished. He didn't move. He just kept looking at me. Is it my fault I was made this way? Why should someone tell lies about me because of her own insecurity?" I'd started crying all over again. Now, Wills had always been one of those soft hearted goody two shoes, nice kinda guy. So, it came as no surprise when he came over and hugged me tight.
This gesture made me cry even harder. Yeah, I'm one of those types when told sorry, I cry even harder. Soon though, all cried out I just let Wills hold me. He smelt nice. I loved the way he cradled my head in the crook of his neck. His beard tickled a little bit. I fiddled with the buttons on his shirt for want of something to do. He bent his head and kissed my temple. I stiffened. I'd never thought of Wills in that light. He was a nice guy. A friend. But being in his arms felt so good, so I didn't move.

Sensing I was okay with it, he kissed my temple again so I moved my head a little bit and kissed the side of his neck. He moaned. Apparently he liked it because he offered his neck again so, I kissed it again but this time I gently sucked on it. His moan grew louder. His hands found my breast. My mouth still on the side of his neck as he fondled my breast. He gently flicked his fingers back and forth on my nipples as they hardened erect to his touch. I felt a wave of sensations run through me down to my pussy. The thrill, unimaginable.
We broke apart long enough for Wills to pull off my shirt as I barely managed to get his off. Straddling Wills wasn't enough. I needed to feel his hardness plus I wanted to know if he was well endowed so I pulled him to the floor on top of me. His hardness was impressive when he pressed into me as we clung to each other as we dry humped.
"Shit, I can't stand this whispered Wills. In one move he had my bra off and clamped his mouth on my nipple. I saw colors. Intense colors. His tongue was hot as he sucked my nipples. He sucked it so gently like one sucking ice cream. Then he lightly bit my nipple. The feeling sent me reeling my clitoris began throbbing badly. I moaned as he bit and sucked my nipples. Giving equal attention to both. Needing to relieve my throbbing clitoris I began touching myself but he removed my hand.

Parting my legs as he went down south, he pulled off my panties and then licked me once. I shuddered as he looked me in the eye. He licked my pussy one more time and I groaned. He smiled up at me and then said "beg." I looked at him confused. This time, he opened my pussy. Put his mouth on my clitoris and sucked it twice. I bucked and made to grab his head. He moved away, looked at me and said again "beg."
I didn't need further explanation. "Please, please Wills suck me please. I'm begging. I'm begging." His smile was wicked. He seemed to delight in the feeling begging him brought. "I want you to fuck my face" he commanded. I looked down at him. This was a totally different Wills I was looking at. The phrase "no more mister nice guy" sprung to mind. He lay on his back as I sat on his face. He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked me I began to shake then he latched onto my clitoris as I moved against his face. I began to groan as I rode his face. This guy knew what to do. Not once did I yelp in pain. His skill was in his gentility. He wasn't rough. If anything, I was the one going so wild. He let me face fuck him till I shuddered and came.
I lay spent. Goodness that was good I thought as I lay beside him. Next thing he got up. I lay still watching him. He pulled off his trousers and his boxers and I saw his swollen glory. His dick was really big. It looked like a small brown yam. Yes, he was that big. He reached for his wallet, pulled out a condom and wore it.

I grew a little scared. He was bigger than what I was used to. Seeing my fear he whispered as he slid close to me "don't worry, I'll be gentle." He towered above me as inch by inch he entered me. He filled me up so much I became breathless. Then he moved and the earth stopped. Ooooooooh it felt good. His thrusting so deep I didn't know when I opened my legs wider. "Harder baby" I gasped. "Are you sure?" He whispered. It was evident he was trying to restrain himself. I nodded and he let lose. I howled.
He was brutal and I loved it. His thrust deep and long. I buried my fingers in his back as he moaned. "Shit, this pussy is so good. I want to fuck you all day." All I could hear was the "Pap! Pap! Pap!" sound as he fucked me stupid. Slipping out of me, he pulled me up, dragged me to my dining table, bent me over and entered me once again. Damn, his size was something. The feeling in my pussy was indescribable. Wills began thrusting again but this time, he grabbed my weave as he thrust hard. I wanted to feel owned. I wanted him to brand me and so begging him to hold my waist, he did and fucked me driving into me with bone jarring force. Our grunts and groans filled the air. The way we were fucking so forcefully the dining table shifted and began hitting the wall. Ggbim! Ggbim!! Ggbim!!! I loved it. Suddenly, a knock at the door alerted us to someone's presence at the door. "Hello! Hello!" Wills did not stop fucking me. "Abeg no vex, continued the idiot you people are hitting my wall oh! Laughing Wills turned me to the wall behind him causing me to use my hands to hold the wall as he continued pounding. "Should I stop fucking you?" Wills asked. "Nooooooooo, Noooooooo" I screamed as he ploughed into me. "You like it when I fuck you right?" he continued. "Yes, yes, yeeeeeeeeeea..." I answered. "who's fucking you?" He questioned as my moans got louder and louder. "You" I answered. "Say my fucking name, I want to hear you say it!"

Shit, I was confused. I could barely remember my own name let alone his. "Who's fucking you?!" He roared. I was so sure my neighbors could hear everything but by this time, I did not care. This guy could fuck good. I called out his name as he thrust into me. "Should I stop?" He asked. I began to whimper. He laughed.
"Mmm, I'm going to cum whispered Wills over and over again as his thrust became faster and faster. "Wait for me baby" I begged as I felt mine coming. "Wait for me" I kept begging as his savage thrusting sent me over the edge. His cry mingled with mine as we both climaxed and crumbled to the floor together.

Heaving and sweating, I begged him to stay "before nko" was his mischievous reply as we made it to my bedroom. That was the most amazing weekend of my entire life. Where Wills and I go from here, only time will tell. Oh and by the way. Monday morning, I got to work; "madam" has been transferred to another branch. To put it in Wills own words, "ain't life grand!"

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