Written By Metalgear…. (58F0E4E2). If you missed Part Five, read it HERE!!!
For the next couple of weekends she came over to his place in the afternoons and helped him clean up. She cleaned his kitchen, scrubbed his bathroom, she even did his laundry once. The only issue he had was her. She would come all dressed proper but once she got in, she always changed to some tight clothes that emphasized her curves. Called them her “work clothes” or something. Her bööbs always bounced with every movement and he had a hard time not staring. She caught him once ogling her and waved a brush at him. There was a time she wore a pair of bum shorts and a low cut t-shirt so tight it seemed they were painted on. Her jugs were almost spilling out of the shirt as she bent over and scrubbed in her merriment. The sight of her brèasts, smooth thighs and round arsè were becoming too much for him and he had to step outside for a minute to breathe. Wow. This girl is hot!!! Lara will pale in comparison beside her.
Lara. He chuckled. He hadn’t thought about her in a while. He remembered the good times they had together before success and money got into her head. Lara. Treating him like filth. Well, that’s a part of his life he decided to close. He was gradually getting over her and felt that…..
“Kunle, Hello!!!! Earth to Kunle!!!!! You okay?” Sheila yelled. He was so lost in thought that he hadn’t realized she was bent over staring at him, a gloved hand waving in his face. He jolted back to reality.
“Oh Sheila. I’m sorry. I was lost in thought.”
“You were thinking of her right?”
“Who?”
“Lara.”
“Lara ke? Why would I think of Lara when I have a more beautiful younger version in front of me?”
“Version? Do I look like a piece of software to you?” she replied with a playful frown on her face.
Kunle glanced down her shirt and down her deep cleavage. She caught his glance, looked down, and stood upright.
“You like ogling me right?”
He bit his lip. “Well you give me no choice, with all the clothes you wear.”
“Do you want me to stop wearing them? I could if they are that distracting.”
“I didn’t say so. I just pray one day you don’t cause an accident on the highway.”
She laughed. “A friend of mine told me once that if she were a man, she would have raped me. Do you feel the same way?”
“Why would I want To Molest you? Rape is not the word.”
“Okay what’s the “word” then?”
“Sheila, will you let me be?”
“You started it first by looking down my shirt.”
“Okay. Sorry. I will try not to look again.”
“Anyways I wanted to ask if you want me to cook anything for you. I found some iced fish in your freezer.”
“No don’t worry, I’m fine.”
“Okay. I will just go change and be off then.”
She walked away to get ready to leave.
“By the way” Kunle said.
“Yesss?”
“Your brèasts are very round and beautiful” he replied in response to her unasked question.
She beamed and walked away, swaying her hips. She looked back and laughed at the expression on his face.
“Kunle, you are an ashawo. You no dey see woman for face?” she said, batting her eyelids at him seductively.
“If you know how much I’ve been trying to control myself from pouncing on you, you will not be talking like that.” he murmured.
“What’s that?”
“Nothing.”
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Kunle thought of her alot that week, unable to get that perfect body of hers out of his mind. She was gradually beginning to replace Lara in his thoughts. Instead of LAra’s face, he began seeing Sheila everywhere he went. She was so carefree, jovial, happy and innocent, though a bit naïve to the world. One night, he dreamed of her. He was laying in his room when she came in, nakèd as the day she was born. “I want you to take me” she told him. His clothes had somehow disappeared and she had suddenly appeared on top of him. He could see her round tìts swaying in front of him. He had reached out to grab and caress them and he felt her hand gliding up and down his throbbing shaft. He groaned as she straddled him. In his mind’s eye he buried his face between her brèasts as she guided her smooth cúnt onto his èrection. In his dream, he began to thrust into her, the pressure in his balls soon increasing and becoming unbearable. Groaning, he came hard, jerking awake as he èjaculated. He was surprised at the volume of cúm that he released. Something that had not happened to him in a long while.
“I’ve been thinking too much about this girl” he finally admitted to himself. He groaned softly, rose and seeing that it was nearly time to get up, went ahead and padded to the shower to clean up and prepare for work.
To Be Continued….
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