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Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Why Can't Ivy Understand That I Don't Love Her?


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I told  my  boss that the  MTB girl has been disturbing  asking to see me, she  said why not if I can, so that evening I decided to  take her  call and we agreed to meet up that evening.

I met her at the  bus stop close to  my office and she  drove us to her  house, which was  where we agreed for the 'private  meeting ',we got into  her apartment,  it was a  nicely  made  mini  duplex sparesly  furnished ,the  beautiful   milk  coloured curtains fitted well  with the couch, I took in the  whole  apartment in a  second .

She took me to a seat and excused  herself so she can tidy up,munites later  she  came out with two  glasses of wine and offered me one, I took  it and we  made a toast to great  partnership.

We talked about everything,work,family,circle of friends, state of the country etc, we drank our  wine and  munched  the  fried chicken she  brought ,I waited for her to say something  about  business  deal or proposal  but  nothing of such  came up throughout our conversation.

It was a little over  11 pm when I  stood up to go but she refused, she  said the  estate she  lived  has a  common gateway  that  get  locked  by 11pm that it'd be a bit risky going out  very  late and pleaded with me to spend the night. It was a Friday and there's no work  the next day,  so why not? I told myself to relax and enjoy the  new environment and company I had.

Each one of us was exhausted, after the days work and long talk plus the terrible traffic we encountered on the road to her  house, it didn't  take  longer time for us to sleep off.

I turned around and it was wee hours of the  morning, the  bedside  clock  showed  it was 4.15 am, the  room felt  cool, the  air-condition  was on, I looked at the figure lieing  beside me, she  looked  peaceful in her  sleeping  mood! I smiled and  pulled the  bed sheets  over  my  body,I placed  my head on the pillow and stared at the ceiling not sure if I would be able to sleep again.

I felt  her movement as she  crawled  closer to  me, her breathe was heavy and fast, she  drew  closer and wrapped  her hands over  my shoulder, her slender and  velvet  body  clinged on me, I felt  my  manhood  lept, the  softness of her skin  sent  waves of emotions  surge through my veins.

I held  myself  not wanting to be too  forward and not wanting to  be a coward either.
She pressed  her  body  tightly on me,her soft  breast  brushed on  my body and multiplied my uneasiness, she  pushed  her mouth to mine and forced  her tongue into  my  mouth and began to kiss me hungrily,by now  my penis  has grown bigger .

I turned over and  held her, her body was soft to the touch, I kissed her. On the  cheek  then on her lips, I kissed her all over her  neck, soft  moans escaped  her .

This was  someone I knew  nothing about her  personal life ,we had great  office relationship, being the accountant in the  bank  my  company  banked with , she  was diligent and has great  respect and   excellent work experience

Our  lips  locked together in a very  passionate kiss, we rushed  our  body, touched the  right  places ,our body  locked together I deep emotions ,we  made sweet  passionate love, we climaxed again and again, spent we rested our  body in each others embrace.

I woke up at about   noon,had bath and ate the  Jollof rice she  prepared for lunch,
 I left to my house after  few hugs and nice words.

life returned to  normal for me, I buried  myself into  my work and had  little time for leisure, but it was not the same for her,I don't know if it was the sex that  sparked up things on her  side, her calls  tripled, she wanted to talk to me every  minute,she wanted to   see me every day and  made  efforts to  get  me over to her house   but I  refused to  let that happen.

I don't  feel anything for her, nothing  strong or even  something that  can make  me want to be with  her, I noticed  her legs  shake  while we made  love  ,she was extremely  excited, I am not into  her, It was just a  mere  pleasurable moment we shared  but  she is finding it hard to accept it.


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