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The Perfect Couple (Adults Only)….Episode 13

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Boma didn’t have to plan on how to
execute
plan because her object of interest walked
into
her office that Thursday evening.
Despite having predicted earlier on that
Mr.
Paul would definitely come back, her heart
had
skipped in response to a slight shock at
his
sudden appearance. He had gently walked
into
heroffice and had hardly looked towards
her
direction as he sat down on one of the
customer seats. Other customer care
agents
were free and had signaled to him to
come up
to them but he had politely rejected their
offer
and pointed towards her direction.
She smiled; he had come to see her. He
had
come to screw her.
She wondered what must have transpired
between him and his wife that had made
him
got the courage to come back. Perhaps
his wife
had indicated obvious interest to Bleep
Nick.
Perhaps his was on a revenge mission.
Boma
was certain that he must be lacking in
some
aspects of sexual touch and this could
easily
make his wife want to consider bleeping
Nick
after seeing the way the young man had
banged her in the balcony.
The cute man looked funny as he sat
down in
the lobby waiting for her, yet making
great
effort to avoid eye contact with her. From
the
way he was acting, Boma thought he
might
change his mind at any moment, so she
hurried
to finish up with the client that she was
attending to. The client would be her last
for
the day.
Somehow, she almost pitied the man, but
she
also couldn’t wait to handle him; she
intended
to screw the hell out of him.
Well, he’d better hold on there and not
change
his mind; she was definitely going to
guide him
through this process of adultery.
She finished up with the client and
signaled to
him to come over. She planned to make
this
easy for him.
“Good evening Mr. Paul, I am really glad
to see
you. Can you just hang on a few minutes;
I will
be with you in a short while.” She said
once he
had gotten to her desk.
There was a professional attractive smile
on her
face and it made his heart melt. The girl
was a
real beauty and he felt honored that she
found
him attractive.
He just nodded his head like a baby and
walked
back to his seat.
It was so funny that Boma almost
laughed out.
Soon she was through for the day and
quickly
led the obviously nervous man out of the
office.
Once they got outside, she turned to him,
“I
would have loved us to take some snacks
in a
nice eatery, but fortunately, I have some
drinks
at home and I can prepare us something
better
to eat in my house. Don’t you think its
better
we hang out and talk in my house?”
“Yes… that would be fine,” he nervously
replied.
Paul was feeling so weird. His conscience
was
prickling him and he was sure the Holy
Ghost
was battling with evil spirits to convince
him
not to do what he was about to do. He
couldn’t
believe he had come here on his own to
meet
this lady. What was wrong with him? Was
he
going to go against all he had preached
and
believed just because his wife told him he
was
not great in bed? Was that enough reason
to
sin against God? He wondered how God
would
be feeling at the moment, watching his
beloved
son walk straight into the devil’s arms.
Paul wished God could do something. He
needed every strength to overcome this
temptation. He had made short silent
prayers
for the strength to walk away but every
time he
beheld the pretty angel, he would just feel
his
knees go weak. He shouldn’t have come.
Why
had he come here to face this lady? That
was
his first mistake.
He wanted to just walk away but Boma
was
making him a bit comfortable in what he
was
about to do. Then he started to rationalize
and
justify his action. His wife hated him
because he
was not good in bed, a little adultery
would
make him a better husband. He was doing
this
for the good of his marriage. He needn’t
feel
guilty. All he needed was the experience
so as
to make better love to his wife.
She stopped a taxi and they hopped in.
“Take us to No. 3 Power Street.” She said
to the
driver. Then she tuned to Paul. “So how
was
your day sir?”
“F…fine, my day was okay.” Paul knew he
had
to be confident.
“Yes, mine was stressful. The clients kept
coming and harassing us like we were
practically robbing them. A little network
failure
and they would start acting like old
ladies.
People are just so difficult, you can never
do
anything to please them…” on and on and
on,
she kept on talking, until the driver pulled
up in
front of her home. “We are here,” she
announced and paid of the cab man.
By now Paul had forgotten almost
everything
about Christian virtues. He was already
on a
mission and the mission must be
complete. He
would deal with the consequences later.
He felt very welcomed once he got into
her
home. It was a one bedroom flat and the
sitting
room had an appealing feminine look.
“Please have a seat and do feel free.
Emm…
what would you like to take?”
“Let me have water for now.” He replied
as he
sat down. He liked the fact that he home
was
neat and organized.
Boma dropped her bag and rushed into
the
kitchen to serve herself a plate of rice.
She took
a bottle of water from the fridge and
walked
into the sitting room to give it to him.
With the
plate in her hand, she walked into her
room.
She must set the room for the show. She
had a
naughty plan in mind.
Then she walked back to the sitting room,
dropped something on the TV and sat on
an
empty seat close by.
“I really like you Mr. Paul. And I want you
to
know that I don’t intend to make you stop
loving your wife. You are really a cute
man and
this is just a once in a life time
opportunity to
be with a man I really admire. No strings
attached really.” She just wanted him to
relax.
He just nodded and tried to hold onto a
stare at
her.
She stood up and sat by his side and then
she
touched his back and rubbed it gently.
Then
she dropped her plate and dragged his
head to
face hers. She kissed him and he yielded
and
responded to her kiss.
Paul found Boma extremely attractive and
so
the lust he had for her had overwhelmed
his
sense of reasoning.
Boma reached for his trouser and
unzipped it,
bringing out his already hardened
Joystick.
He moaned with pleasure as she rubbed
it.
Then she quickly took of her cloths and
helped
him take his off too.
She liked that he seemed to be enjoying
every
bit of his touch; he was actually acting
like a
man who hadn’t had s*x in a long while.
Once they were both Unclad, she grabbed
his
Joystick once again and stroked them
fiercely while
she kissed and rubbed him all over,
encouraging him to touch her too.
He enjoyed every bit of the moment and
loved
the feel of her beautiful body. The energy
she
brought in was exhilarating and he
wanted this
to last forever. He touched her Kitty-Cat
and the
wetness was killing.
“Bleep me!” she commanded and sat on
the
seat spreading her legs wide apart.
He positioned himself and slotted his
Joystick into
her. The excitement he felt was too much
for
him to handle and after ten thrusts, he
ejaculated into her.
“Please don’t tell me you are through.”
She
said, a bit surprised. She reached out her
hand
and touched his Joystick, it had already
gone
flaccid. He was breathing heavily like
someone
who had ran a hundred meter race.
She pushed him out off her and stood up,
her
body wanting more of the action. She
couldn’t
remember the last time she slept with
such a
weak man.
“What was that? Is this the injustice you
do to
your wife?”
He just sat there looking at her and
feeling all
embarrassed.
“I want to guess this is because it’s the
first
round and you will soon be up and ready
to
give me a satisfying second round.” He
remained silent and she asked, “Are we
soon
going to go for second round?”
He shook his head weakly, “I am tired.
Some
other time.” he already regretted his
action.
Everything had downed on him after the
s*x
and he felt shame and sinful. He just
wanted to
stand up and leave the house.
“Who is going to have another time with
you?”
she said. “Don’t tell me this is what you
do to
your with every night… wait, do you just
do a
two seconds first round and sleep off?”
He didn’t reply and she instantly knew
that this
was the situation in his s*x life. It made
her
angry but she saw it as an opportunity to
help
him. “I am surprised your wife has not yet
killed
you. No woman deserves a man like you.”
He felt more embarrassed than regret.
Now she
was making him feel even worse than his
wife
had made him felt a few days ago. He
just
wanted to leave. “Please, I want to go
home.”
he pleaded, and made to stand up. His
was
Unclad and really wanted to cover his
shame.
“Sit down! You are going nowhere.”
Paul sat down like he had been
commanded by
a soldier.
“You think you can come over here, get
me in
that mood and leave me empty just like
that?
You must be joking. I will never let you
leave
this house except you satisfy me, get it?”
she
picked up her skirt and blouse and wore
them
while he stared at her like she was
planning to
kill him.
Then she walked to the exit door and
locked it.
She turned to face him with a mischievous
grin
on her face. “Try to relax a bit while I get
you
something to eat.” With that, she walked
into
thekitchen.
Minutes later, she served him a plate of
peppered rice and a glass of vanilla
yoghurt. He
was now wearing just his trouser.
“Eat and refresh yourself.”
Like a confused baby, Paul picked up the
spoon
and began to eat. It was a nice meal and
he
enjoyed every bit of it.
After eating, she gently sat beside him, “I
just
want you to know that there is nothing
wrong
with you and you can actually do better
sexually. I just want you to relax and have
your
partner in mind. Remember she is a
woman
and needs to be satisfied during s*x too.
That
should be your aim too.”
He nodded. He had actually thought
women
didn’t really like s*x. He had thought only
promiscuous women enjoyed s*x.
“Most time the first round could be short
but
you have to make it up with a good
second
round.”
“But I get fagged out and undesirous of
s*x
after the first round.” He said.
“That is how it is with every man but that
weird
feeling fades away with time. Besides, you
mustn’t allow it to linger for long, you
must
bring in your energy. Again, do not allow
yourself to be over excited during s*x.
Always
try to calm yourself down and be in
control of
your emotions when they are trying to
over
blow… now breathe in and out. I want you
to
take your time this time around.
Determine to
satisfy me and also have fun while it
lasts.”
She pulled him up and they began to kiss
once
again. Soon he got excited and was in the
mood.
This time around he took his time,
allowing
himself enjoy her touch and also the feel
of her
body. He paid attention to her reaction to
his
touch and sought to make her enjoy him
more.
He loved the way she moaned and
responded
to his touch even as she caressed him
too.
She bent down and began to suck his
Joystick.
Paul felt excited but was determined to
control
his emotion. So he kept on reminding
himself
that he was yet to satisfy her. He liked
the way
her tongue caressed his Joystick.
She stood up and pushed him to the chair
and
sat on him, her legs spread apart.
Paul saw her wide Kitty-Cat staring at him
and
used his finger to caress it. She moaned
and
begged him to Bleep her.
While on him, she guided his Joystick into
her
wetness and began to ride him.
He enjoyed every feel of her virginal wall
and
touched her all over, loving every moment.
She continued to ride him until her thighs
began to pain her. Yet she was enjoying
the
fact that he was yet to Erupt. She stood
up him
and lay on the chair, legs spread apart.
“Just Bleep me,” she asked.
He drew himself closer and guided his
Joystick into
her and began to Bleep her following
every
rhythm she asked of him; faster when she
wanted it and slower when she demanded.
She was at her peak when he ejaculated
so
they both shared the delicate moment
together.
He felt to the chair, two of them breathing
heavily.
Paul couldn’t believe he had done that.
He had
never enjoyed s*x this way in his life. He
suddenly felt like a real man.
Boma looked at him and smiled. The man
actually had it in him and she was sure
that he
could be better with time. “So why did you
decide to come around and Bleep me?”
He looked at her; there was no shame on
his
face, just a little guilt.
“What did your wife do to you that made
you
take the hard decision?” she wanted to
know if
his lovely wife had bleeped Nick.
He might have enjoyed the moment, but
Paul
regretted cheating on his lovely innocent
wife.
Then he realized that he had wanted to
talk to
someone about what he was going
through at
home. “It all started the day we parked
into
Rich Green Estate, the day I saw you
Unclad in
my neighbor’s balcony…”
As he talked Boma could see that Paul
really
loved his wife. He talked with so much
emotion
and regret. And by the time he was
through
with his narration, emotional tears were
flowing
from his eyes.
On the television, the camera continued to
record everything that took place in the
living room.
To be continue
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