Yetunde’s unusual tightness on my cock was unbearable. My shaft got swollen and my legs began to convulse. She made it all worse when she asked me to fuck her harder as she was about to cum. I couldn’t take it anymore as I filled Yetunde up with my hot load of sperm. She ground her ass on my dick like Nicki Minaj from the Anaconda music video as I emptied every drop into her. We both collapsed on the couch with my dick still inside her. After a while I was going to get up and out of her now messy pussy take a shower then I realized my dick has been inside Yetunde’s ass all along. I just had anal sex without knowing it. Who cares? It felt good all the same. Her ass was even tighter than her pussy which made me cum in record time. “So I dey live with this kain girl next door since all these while and I no know?”, I said to myself.
My phone rang as soon as Yetunde left for her apartment and I had to be at the airport to pick up Alhaja Badmus, a client who just returned from the UAE. Alhaja Badmus is one of my very generous clients. Despite living in Ikoyi and having a fleet of exotic cars in her garage, she likes to return from her trips unannounced as if she’s trying to surprise her hubby and family. I made it to the airport in less than an hour regardless of the regular Lagos traffic, thanks to the traffic news on my radio which helped me avoid the bad spots. “Welcome Alhaja. You look so charming. You must have really enjoyed this trip”, I teased, as I pushed her fully loaded trolley toward the airport car park. Alhaja blushed like a little girl as she said thanks while subconsciously wrapping her veil around her neck.
It was a smooth drive to Ikoyi from the airport as we discussed about Alhaja’s trip all the way. She said a lot about Dubai and all I can do is dream of visiting the UAE soonest. She put a call through to the gateman before we got to her gate. The gateman assisted with offloading Alhaja’s luggage from my taxi’s trunk and backseat. I suspected the gateman has been up to something from his composure as Alhaja catwalked into the main building. He was uncomfortable. Alhaja already paid me before we got to her house so I made to leave. As I drove out, I saw the gateman through my inner mirror. He signaled for me to stop.
Alhaja hurriedly entered the backseat and asked me to drive. “Where?”, I asked. “Just drive away from here”, she retorted. Alhaja was obviously furious. I wondered what she saw inside her house that got her so pissed. The next ten minutes was absolute silence in the car as we drove around Ikoyi. “Ehen! Stop right here”, Alhaja ordered as we got in front of some fancy store. She ordered two bottles of Hennessey and returned into the car. She opened one bottle and held it up as she emptied almost a quarter of it into her throat. Eh! And I was here thinking it’s a crime for any Muslim to even touch alcohol. Her eyes sparkled as she told me, “Tunde please take me to the beach”.
To be continued