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| The Perfect Couple 1 |
Nick stood in his balcony and continued to watch his new neigbours as they gently packed their belongings into their new home. They were an interesting pair to watch and so Nick had continued to observe them for more than thirty minutes.
From his observation, Nike could tell they were newly wedded, a least not older than six months, and he could also note that they were gentle and generally carful about life. He also felt they were a born-again duo. The last thought amused him as he reflected into his own kind of person. Nick was nowhere near being Godly. He had broken every law in the bible and was sure his name had been long erased from the book of life. He couldn’t tell if the couple was in love with each other; all he could detect was that they had mutual respect for each other. What is my business, he thought. He’d better get inside and prepare for Boma, the new girl in his life.
He quickly took his eyes of the busy couple and looked towards the street. Green Rich estate was quiet as usual and the atmosphere this evening was cool and airy. Boma would be visiting his home for the first time and he looked forward to having her around. Somehow, Nick felt that his newly found relationship with Boma would be an experience he would never forget. There was something different about her that made him feel this way. The first time he had met her was in a public bus and she had dared him to kiss her just minutes after he opened conversation with her. She was pretty and neat. And the way she had said it had set his heart beat racing. She was mischievous; something he had seen right after he had kissed her. She had smiled in a devilish way and he instantly became crazy about her. Then she had done something during their first date that had made him never forget her for the past five days. She had worn a black short gown for the date looking as hot as temptation. She had the shape that could make a male dog get a hard on. Her firm middle sized breast was working real hard to shoot out of their cage and her butt shot out her back like it was artificial. The short dress allowed her light complexioned fleshy thighs to be well revealed and again, her presence got his heart beat racing. She was a bad girl and he wasn’t sure he would be able to keep up with her. Yet, just thought of her brought all the demon in him alive.
During the date, which was in a restaurant that had about 11 customers at the time, she had systematically taken off her black pant right there on her seat with everyone around and handed it to him, “I will come to your house to take it whenever I come visiting. I will not wear any when I am coming, so don’t misplace it.” This act had gotten his head spinning and right now, he couldn’t wait to see her. Nick looked at his time piece for the ninth time and decided to stop starring at the couples and go and have his evening shower. It was a Saturday evening and he had spent the better part of the morning doing some office work; now was time for play. Nick was a twenty nine years old graduate of Economics who worked in a bank. He had, since he started working two years ago, met and slept with different types of girl; short, tall, rich poor, but had never met anyone as crazy Boma.
Nick was just a little above average in height with a broad shoulder and an athletic figure. He was a jovial fellow with enough swag that had attracted him to so many females. He was also good at his work and got along with many of his colleagues. Despite his obvious love for women, he avoided flirting or dating any of his female colleagues. He also didn’t allow his social life affect his job and so knew when not to step beyond he set boundaries.
Also, he never dated married women. They were a ‘no go area’ for him and that was why he didn’t even notice if his new neighbor’s wife was pretty or not. He left the balcony and quickly entered into the house; it was a well furnished two bedroom flat that was decorated to suite the life style of a bachelor. Nick wasn’t even thinking of marriage in the nearest future.
He got into the bathroom, quickly had his shower and had barely came out of the bathroom when his mobile phone rang. He quickly rushed to answer it, almost very certain that the caller was Boma. His heart beat began to race again just as he saw the caller ID, “hello Boma,” he answered the call, trying to hide his excitement. “I am in your estate; please can you remind me how to locate your house again?” the soft female voice asked. It was totally unlike the female personality that had it. “Just tell the cab to bring you to number fourteen B close.”
“Alright,” she said and cut the call.
Ten minutes later, she was knocking on his door. Nick opened the door to face pretty Boma, dressed in a dark blue blouse with a black mini skirt underneath. This time around, his heart stopped racing. “Come in,” he instructed and the angel gently walked in, looking all over her surrounding in obvious admiration. “Mmm, you have got a beautiful home,” she said. “Thank you,” he replied. “You are welcome.”
She looked at him. “You have new neigbours and the wife is pretty.”
“Is she? I didn’t notice.” Now he didn’t know what she was up to with such topic, “Feel at home. What will you like to take?” he asked, trying to sound all friendly.
“I am okay.” She sat down on one of the yellow and blue seats. There was a mischievous smile on her face. She didn’t make any effort to cover up her legs as she sat down.
He could see everything from where he stood and he began to perspirate.
She knew what she was doing, “I don’t have my panties underneath, I hope you have it?” It was a seductive voice. She obviously didn’t come here to play around. She came for action.
“Ye… yes, I have it,” he responded. Sounding more like a teenager.
She smiled confidently, “or will you like to find out if I really got anything under?”
Perhaps this girl was crazy, Nick thought. She had barely stayed up to five minutes and was already trying to seduce him. Yet he still felt excited and the bulge in his trouser began to increase. It was a different kind of feeling, something out of this world and he just couldn’t wait to devour her.
“Come closer, come and check.” She gently said.
He didn’t know what to say, but his legs began to carry him towards her like a zombie.
She remained sitting and he knelt down in front of her once he got to her.
She raised her hand up, signifying that he was free to check her up.
Nick loved everything that was happening; he slid his right hand into her black skirt and felt her bare butt skin. It was soft. She raised herself up a little and allowed him to have access to her whole underneath and he could also feel her wetness. This energized the animal in him and he quickly pulled off all her cloths and she hurriedly did the same for him. Within seconds they were caressing and kissing each other all over right there in the sitting room. Her moans were exhilarating, and he wished she could continue forever. He liked the feel of her firm mango shaped breast and he didn’t hesitate to hungrily lick them with his tongue as well as caress them with his hands. While she moaned, she grabbed his right hand and led it to her dripping wet private part as she grabbed his joystick and caressed it to. Suddenly she squat down and bean to lick the stick like flesh.
His head began to swirl in response to her touch and he quickly pulled her up, turned her round, made her kneel on the sofa and entered into her from behind.
Boma’s moan was different as the whole of him buried itself into her. Nick actually thought that the new neighbors could hear her, but he didn’t care and he also didn’t want her to lower her voice. The sound actually made the moment more pleasurable. Boma’s wild response to his constant pounding made every moment special, it made every minute memorable and Nick knew instantly that his sex life had risen to a new level. He continued humping her until his body couldn’t take it anymore; he reach climax and the height, he knew, was way higher than any climax he had reached in his life. A minute later he fell on the sofa, breathing like he had ran round the estate. Boma sat close to him and leaned on his chest with a satisfactory smile on her face. “That was great,” She said and quietness followed while they both tried to catch their breath.
A minute later, she stood up and walked Unclad towards his kitchen, “I need to take some water,” she said. While his eyes were fixed on her lovely behind, he said, “The fridge is right there in kitchen, help yourself.” He couldn’t take his eyes off her until she disappeared into the kitchen. He instantly looked forward to having another piece of her.
In the kitchen, Boma got herself a glass of water and relaxed on the kitchen sink to drink it while she continued to admire the cleanliness of the cooking room. Then she looked out of the window noticed that the neighbour’s backyard was very visible. She could clearly see the neighbour’s kitchen window and it was obvious that anyone in the neighbor’s kitchen would also clearly see her if she comes out of the back balcony from the kitchen. It was the closest house from that side of the building and both flats shared a common backyard with just a short fence dividing it.
Then she heard sounds from the other kitchen and wondered who was there. perhaps it was the pretty gentle woman’s husband, she thought. She didn’t think the gentle man had ever seen a body as perfect as hers. With the cup in her hands, she slowly opened the kitchen exit door and stepped outside, stack Unclad. She could feel two eyes staring at her from the neighbor’s kitchen. She was sure of this because the sound had stopped and she could see a human form standing by the window. Then she heard the sound continue again; she gently walked back into the kitchen and straight to the sitting room where Nick sat. He looked up expectedly at her and she thought he looked ready to take on her the second time.
Gently she walked up to him, sat on his laps while facing him. Nick could see her wide open womanliness staring at him. She drew herself closer and began to kiss him while he instantly began to lustfully caress her smooth body, It was going to be a long evening and Nick was glad.
“…father Lord in heaven; please bless this food we ask through Christ our Lord.”
“Amen,” Ruth murmured in response to her husband’s prayer.
They were about to have their breakfast that Sunday morning but there was an obvious, embarrassing tension in the air.
Mr. Paul Attah easily noticed something wrong in the way his wife had responded to his prayer. She was still unhappy about what happened yesterday, barely a few hours into parking into this new neighborhood.
She had been excited about living in this house and had insisted they use this weekend to ensure they started their new life here.
Paul had married Ruth five months ago and they had since been living in a one room apartment where he had been living before they tied the holy knot.
Her Christian upbringing had taught her that the most important virtue of a Godly woman was patience and content. And both had always believed that in no time God would get them a better apartment.
Paul had always planned and wished to make his wife comfortable and so had secretly been saving for a bigger house. She was a good woman, one he had met a virgin and felt she deserved the best life could offer. Paul believed that Ruth was a special gift to him from God whom he had been very faithful to in worship and holiness. Ruth was not just respectful, homely and Godly; she was also a very beautiful woman. And meeting her a virgin was the height of his excitement.
Paul, even though a strong Christian for the past twelve years, had never considered male virginity to be of any importance in a relationship. He had been sexually active in his late teens before he repented and had a few flings in his baby Christian days. But for the past seven years he had sacrificed his body to Christ and kept his body holy, keeping away from sexual immorality. It was not easy especially as a bachelor, a handsome thirty years old bachelor for that matter.
Sex was wrong in the sight of God and the bible instructed that one should flee from it. The immoral act was a gateway for demons to find their way into one’s body; it also causes one to lose his spiritual identity.
So Paul had trained himself to let go of immoral thoughts and with the help of the Holy Spirit, living a perfect holy life became very easy. Then when he was spiritually and psychologically ready to marry, he asked God for a good wife and the Lord once again was faithful to him.
Paul worked with an insurance firm and his salary was not huge, but he always had faith that God would always see him through difficult times. His life style made it easy for him to save and this was why he was able to afford their new apartment.
Ruth was a HND holder and was, at the moment looking for job. The man of God in their church had prophesied that their marriage will be blessed with money and children. This was three months ago and they were still waiting on the Lord to have his way in their lives, Ruth was yet to get pregnant, but the couple were not perturbed about this state of affair. At the Lord’s time he would make her pregnant.
He had disvirgined her on the eve of their wedding, a night she would never forget. It was the first night she ever saw a man standing Unclad in front of her and also had felt great shame being Unclad in front of him too. It was not as easy as she had thought it would be and this had made her wonder why all those bad girls in her school and neigbourhood had lived through having sex with different men like it meant nothing.
Only having her husband get a glimpse of her bare breast had been tug of war. Ruth could say she had been a bornagain Christian all her life. Of course there were few moments of anger, gossip, selfishness and sinful thoughts but her weakness had never gone beyond that. She had always seen her body as a holy vessel for the lord and had never given sexual immorality a second thought in her life. Her body was of Christ and she was determined to give it only to her husband.
She knew she was pretty. Her slim straight feminine body with full sized breast, smooth face and cute ass had always attracted the male folks. But she had made herself unapproachable; they dared not walk up to her to tell her sweet nonsense. Didn’t they know her body was the temple of Christ?
And so when she found her husband staring at her breast, it was strange and uncomfortable. But she had loved the touch. The feeling had been heavingly. He had sent electric waves all over her body and her brain had almost shattered with pleasure. She had loved the way he touched her and kissed her deeply. He had used his tongue all over her body and concentrated more on her breast, it was a wonderful feeling. The feel of his hand all over her bare buttock was simply sweet and when he had caressed the lips of her virgina, cause her femalecore to swell, she had come to a conclusion that sex was a bit of heaven on earth. The wetness all over her virgina had contributed in making his touch more pleasurable. Then he disvirgined her and despite the initial pain, she loved it. She loved having sex with her husband.
This was her private feeling, the thought that only her could know of. This thought was accompanied by fear. She was afraid that she was loving sex more than God. But her actions or desires were justified by the fact that sex in her matrimonial home was good. This was why she wanted to have more of Paul every day. Unfortunately, Paul’s sexual life was modest. He really was working hard not to make it a habit. To him, sex, despite how pleasurable the act was, was a secondary issue when compared with ensuring one lived a holy life. Besides, at times of fasting and praying, which were part of his everyday life, one needed not think about sex, even with the wife.
He was right as far as she was concerned and so she always prayed to the lord to help her suppress her desire and love for sex. She was doing well so far. Yes, sometimes the desire could be so strong but she would just pick up her bible and study the word of God and only enjoyed the act when her husband wanted to.
She had never had any other kind of sexual experience apart from what she had had with her husband; just the normal caressing, kissing, ensuring she got wet while he joystick charges and then a normal pleasurable missionary style. She didn’t think she was missing anything, even though she was not sure.
Okay, perhaps she always wished he could last longer, but she came to believe that that was how sex was experienced even with all men.
But she was very surprised to find her husband staring at the Unclad girl yesterday evening. In fact, she had been disappointed in him. He wasn’t supposed to stare, he was supposed to flee; take his eyes of the Unclad devil. What kind of human was she anyway? Ruth has seen her when she came visiting the male bachelor who had nothing to do but to stare at them all day.
Why was her husband staring? What he did was as good at committing sexual immorality in the eyes of God. She didn’t know how to handle the situation. It was embarrassing as well as hurtful. How could her husband be staring at the unclothedness of another woman. She had thought about this all through the night and it had weighed her emotions down this morning.
He had quickly continued with what he was doing once she had come in and caught him staring. He had seemed so carried away and that was why she had looked towards his direction of interest.
Now she couldn’t even look him in the face. How could a child of God be lost in the lust of another woman?
She felt pained, yet she knew, as a Christian, that she should forgive him and give him the opportunity to repent for his sins.
The tension throughout breakfast was awkward. This wasn’t the way the almost perfect couple wanted to spend their first night and morning in their new home.
Paul, on the other hand, knew that what he did was wrong and he had spent a better part of the night asking the Lord for forgiveness. Yet the image of the Unclad girl couldn’t just get out of his mind. The weight of guilt made him really depressed.
She was simply hot, like something from out of this world. Did he think she had a better body than his wife? No! He shouldn’t be thinking this way. He should ask the Lord for help; he must take her off his mind at all cost.
The firm breasts were worth watching; there was a way she had walked across balcony that had made him imagine what she was like in bed. Wow! It’s been long he saw a different kind of ass apart from his wife’s. He was already used to seeing Ruth’s beautiful ass. Had is lost the attraction it had when she was a virgin? He had thought she would always remain as new as he had met her. Why did he even think that that LovePeddler’s body was fresher than Ruth’s? Why did he even stare at it? He couldn’t just tell what it was he saw in that shameless girl that tingled something in him. She had a different style in the way she walked and held her shoulders. Ruth didn’t have style. Ruth was just Ruth and nothing more.
Their love making was just modest. Both were ashamed to dwell on the pleasure in it for too long. Ruth hardly moans out loud because she probably thought it was sinful. He also thought it should be so. What is pleasurable in this world anyway? What shall it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his own soul? He loved his wife and that was all that mattered and he was going to use that whole day in church to ask the Lord forgiveness.
It was almost lunch time, Tuesday afternoon and Nick was meant to call Boma; she had made him promised to call her this afternoon just before she left him yesterday. Boma was making him to do a lot of strange things since he met her and the crazy thing was he was enjoying it all.
Boma had spent Saturday night in home. It had been a wild night and she had proven to be a good cook too. She was just fun to be with and he had enjoyed every bit of moment with her. Her presence had made the weekend short and interesting, almost causing depression to weigh him down when she was leaving on Sunday evening. Therefore he had quickly accepted to come to her office during lunch on Monday.
Curiosity had also made him want to keep to the promise of visiting her at her office. He really wanted to see for himself what this crazy lady would look like in office attire and how she would behave in an office setting.
She had told him that she was a customer service personnel in one of the leading telecommunication companies in the country. He also couldn’t help but wonder how many of her co workers she must have slept with.
But what he saw on Monday morning came as a shocker. Boma was a completely different person when he met with her at the office. She was neatly and modestly dressed in a black skirt and white blouse. Of course it wasn’t a short skirt. The only familiar thing about her was how beautiful she looked.
The way she carried herself was completely different. How could anyone believe that this was the same girl that almost screamed down his house with her Intimate moans of sexual pleasure? This was the same girl that had allowed him to make love to her all through the night in the most crazy and almost impossible sex positions. He had had sex with her in every corner of the house; the bathroom, kitchen, corridor, sitting room, bedroom and even in balcony. The girl was full of energy, always wanting more and her sound echoed through the walls of the house. It was the best night he ever had.
He was sure she was the company’s hole. Every male here must have had a taste of her, he believed.
But instead, he had seen a calm and responsible looking Boma. She had smiled like a ‘good’ girl when she saw him and had quickly gotten up from her post to meet him.
“I am so glad to see you,” she had said and these words surprisingly made him feel good. No one looked at him in a ‘knowing way’. He had expected weird stares from the male folks; the kind of stare that would say, ‘what in the world are you doing coming to check on this LovePeddler?’ All she had noticed was men looking at her with admiration and respect. She was liked around here, he could obviously see.
“Please can we go to the guest room?” she had politely said to him and led the way.
She greeted everyone with a strange politeness that amazed him and they treated her the same way.
“I will be running back to the office soonest; my lunch break is almost up.” He said, just as he sat down on the black leather seat in the guest room. It was a small neat room with a medium sized flat screen on the left wall and a thick Arabian rug on beautiful black and ash tiles.
“It’s alright, I am really glad you could make out time to come and see me.” she said, looking straight into his eyes and making him Hot once again.
He just nodded his head. Looking at her, he wasn’t sure if she was still a stranger in his life or if was someone he could say he was really familiar with. He just knew he wanted to know more about her. He wanted to unravel the mystery behind this beauty wild chick. “So, how many guys here have you slept with?” The words came out of his lips and he almost threw his palms to his mouth to push them back. He had to give himself a mental knock, wondering why he had asked such a silly question. “ahh… I am sorry.” He quickly said, feeling foolish.
But she was only smiling. “None… I have slept with no one in my office. When I am at work I just concentrate on my work; I don’t know how I do it but this environment has a way of suppressing the urge for sex.” She casually said, looking prettier with that friendly professional look. She was actually making him feel like a client. Not like a prostitute-client kind of client, he quickly told himself.
“Do not apologize, I don’t get angry over such little things, it’s a waste of time. I only concentrate on things that make me happy.” She added.
“I see,” he boldly replied, encouraged by her calm and friendly look. “So how’s the day going?”
“Fine, you know how Mondays usually are.”
They talked a little and it was time to go, “Well, it’s nice seeing you,” he had actually looked forward to see her while on the way down here. It was really nice seeing her.
“I will come to your office by lunch tomorrow.” She said as he made to stand up.
“That will be nice,” he replied. Was she just going to come and sit down just to chit chat with him like they did today? He thought. Well, as boring as that sounded, he actually looked forward to it.
Right now, he was supposed to call her just to find out if she would make it. There was this urge within him that made him want to behold her.
His cell phone instantly rang and he picked it after seeing she was the caller.
“I am just about to enter your bank, please be where I will find you.” she quickly said.
“Alright, he replied, and instantly felt his joystick react to the sound of her voice.
She walked in and their eyes met, but she just walked to the customer seat and sat down. Her dressing was almost the same as yesterday. A black skirt and a white blouse, but sown in different styles.
He walked up to her.
“Hi, guess who I saw today,” she looked excited about who ever she saw today. “Emm, president of Nigeria?” Nick answered without thinking.
She stopped to smile at his obvious joke, “your new neighbor came to my office today.” She said, “Once he entered, I instantly knew I had seen him somewhere.”
Nick wondered why the sight of his born-again new neighbor should excite her. This girl never ceased to amaze him. “Okay, I didn’t know you even saw his face.”
“I told you the wife was pretty, remember? She wasn’t the only one I took note of.”
“What did he come to your office to do? To see you?”
Boma scoffed, she quickly decided it was unnecessary to go into details of what happened between her and Paul. It would be her secret for now. So she changed the topic. “What do you want to have for lunch?” she asked.
This didn’t stop Nick from wondering what transpired between her and his new neighbor. “Lunch? I want to…”
“You can have me.” she quickly said.
“Oh… have you?” the statement instantly turned him on right there in the banking hall. This was the same girl that had acted all modest at her office yesterday. The sudden switch made everything about her interesting. And he felt like caressing her right there.
He stopped and looked down at her. She was sitting while he was standing as they interacted. Any unsuspecting customer or co-worker would think they were having a customer-client interaction.
As he looked at her, he could see her full breasts heave up and down like they were daring him to grab them. His imagination began to run wild as her recalled how fleshy, soft and full they actually are. He could hear her moans and feel the softness of her ass. Thoughts of the feel of her Kitty-Cat clouded his mind and he wished he could take her somewhere at the moment and make hot love to her.
“Have you ever heard of a quickie?” her voice was soft and filled with desire. “I want to use the ladies…” she stood up, “lunch time is almost up, I will give you two minutes to join me, if not, I will come out and go straight to my office.” her tone was not commanding, it was demanding.
He watched her walk straight to the passage that led to the ladies, his head about to explode. He loved the way her ass fitted in the skirt allowing the hips to slightly push out of her sides.
He looked around; it seemed no one was observing them. Quickly he dashed towards the convenience with nothing in his mind but the sounds of her sweet moans. The bulge in his trouser was obvious but he knew there was nothing he could do to conceal it except having sex with Boma.
He got to the toilet and stopped in between the two doors that led to the toilet according to one’s gender. Never had he gone through the female door since her started working with the bank. Today, Boma was making him break some rules, she was making him act crazy.
Carefully, he opened the door and sneaked in. It was a small room with three doors that led to the toilets. They stood in space with a half sized mirror and a hand washing sink. There was space enough for them in there.
Once the door opened and she saw it was Nick, she rushed to the door and locked it. Then she turned around and looked at him. “You have five minutes, remember, we might get caught but that’s the fun.”
He didn’t say a word; instead he pulled her closer and began to kiss her. It was a deep wet kiss that took her straight into space. She responded to the kiss and quickly reached for his belt. She was glad he was ready for her.
Nick untucked her blouse, slid his right hand into it and reached for her breasts. The bra she wore didn’t allow him to have a full feel so he pushed it up causing the twin flesh to be free. She moaned at his touch and began to rub fiercely on his already free hardened dick.
He loved the feel of her breast and the way t seemed to respond to his touch; it felt like they were giggling excitedly at his touch. He also loved the way she rubbed his dick.
“Oh, I need you inside me right now.” She whispered. It was a plea, at the same time a command.
He obeyed.
He reached for his already fallen trouser, got out his wallet and pulled out a condom. Quickly, he tore of the pack and put it on, and then he turned her around and positioned her exterior.
In the heat of the moment Nick had forgotten he was in the female toilet.
He rose up her skirt and was faced with her bare ass. Does this girl ever wear her pants? He thought for a moment.
She was all wet and ready to receive him.
“Hurry,” she pleaded.
He really wanted to feel the wetness for some seconds but was also ready to drive his dick into her.
She bent down, holding onto the wall and positioned her ass for him to have an easy behind based penetration.
He entered her and she let out a soft pleasurable moan. The walls of her wet Kitty-Cat contracted and gave him a warm welcome.
He began to pump.
“Don’t you ever stop!” she whispered. “This is lovely, faster… ohhh.”
Nick didn’t wish to stop; he wanted the moment to last forever. He continued to pound her as he found her breasts and squeezed them as he moved in and out of her. Her whole body danced in rhythm to his movement.
But his excitement couldn’t hold on any longer. He was beginning to reach climax and he began to pound faster. He got to climax thirty seconds later and quickly pulled out of her, breathing uncontrollably.
It suddenly downed on him where he really was. What if someone wanted to use the toilet at this moment? What would be their reaction if they found him in her? He just wanted to leave the environment.
“That was nice Nick,” there was a wide smile on her lips. “You better get back to work, I will call you later.”
He just nodded his head and continued to dress up.
When he was through, he made for the door feeling really exhausted. He prayed no one would see him coming out of the female toilet. What really was he thinking following this crazy girl in here? He wondered. But it was fun. It was even beyond
fun, it was simply heavenly.
He reached for the door knob and stopped to look at her. They both smiled as their eyes met, “We will talk later, my lunch time is over.” “Thanks for the lunch,” she said.
He smiled again and opened the door.
One of his female colleagues was standing right in from of the door; she was about to reach for the knob when the door opened.
“Nick?” she said with a surprised look on her face, “What the hell are you doing in the female toilet,”
“Chioma,” he called out her name, “You want to use the toilet… sorry, I made a mistake.” He was acting all guilty.
She gasped in wonder and watched him quickly leave her. She pushed the half opened door in and entered. The presence of a stranger in the small room explained it all.
Boma freshened up and made to leave. She had heard the lady call out Nick’s name and she knew that the lady was Nick’s colleague. The lady had no wedding ring and so Boma thought she could play with her mind a little.
“I just had Nick in her… try it; you will enjoy every bit of the moment. The guy is really good.” She said and walked out.
Chioma was mystified. What mad woman was Nick hanging out with? Did Nick actually have sex with her in here?
Boma walked out of the toilet and headed straight for the exit door. She looked towards Nick’s seat and caught him watching her. She smiled at him and left the bank.
Boma decided she was not going to tell Nick what transpired between her and his new neighbor that afternoon before coming to his office. It was going to be her secret game and she was sure going to have fun doing what she had in mind. This idea to play games with the neighbor didn’t occur to her until she spoke with him and discovered he saw her standing Unclad at the backyard balcony on Saturday evening.
He didn’t have to say it, his reaction said it all.
She had recognized him once he walked into the office hall. She had also noticed that he had walked up to her because she was female and he was somehow attracted to her. There were other customer care agents who weren’t engaged at the moment but he chose to walk up to her. He could be calm and gentle; perhaps a born-again Christian, but he still had the male instinct in him. It’s funny how God created men with this uncontrollable instinct and still expect them to be perfect and monogamous, she thought.
“Good day sir,” she had quickly saluted with a broad professional smile on her lips. She was aware of the effect this smile had on men. “How may I help you?”
“Thank you, I want to inquire about your internet package for offices.”
“Alright sir, I will definitely be able to help you.” quickly, she told him all he needed to know about their internet services.”
He had concentrated on her face as she spoke to him but she couldn’t tell what was going on in his mind. The face had remained straight forward and it enabled him conceal all internal emotions perfectly. Perhaps he was just interested in the business that brought him her and wouldn’t have time to flirt with her. But she wasn’t going to give up. There was something about this man that had aroused Boma’s curiosity. He was good looking but that was not her cause of interest. It was the righteous aura he exhumed as he walked and talked. He looked and acted like a good, if not perfect, man. He looked like he would be a hard knot to untie and it felt like a challenge to her. It was like a difficult sexual adventure; something new that she had not tried before. She was going to untie him and find out if he was really perfect.
“Thank you very much for that detailed information. I will get back to you once we make a decision on which package to go for.” Paul replied.
“I will be looking forward to seeing you sir. Meanwhile you can have this flier with you, it has in it all the information I gave you.” “Aright.” He replied and took the paper from her.
“Why do I feel I have met you before sir?” she asked, just as he was about to leave.
He stopped and concentrated on her once again. “Are you sure? Which church do you attend?”
“I am very sure I didn’t meet you in the church sir. Oh get it… you are my friend’s new neighbor. I recall seeing you pack your belongings into your new home at Rich Green Estate last weekend.”
She was right, he thought, “You must be very observant. Yes I just packed into the estate.”
“I hope you like your new environment. I don’t stay there though; I just came to see a friend.”
“You don’t stay there?” he asked and Boma though she saw a trace of disappointment on his face. But Paul was wondering how she was able to see and take note of him to easily. He wondered which house among the ones in his new neighborhood she had seen and noted him from.
This was her chance to go for the kill, she thought. “Yes, I came to visit the single male bachelor who shared the same view with your back yard. That was the day you were packing in. I remember standing at the back yard balcony, and watching your building.”
And she instantly noticed and intense look on his face. He was remembering something. That was when she knew he saw her. He suddenly looked guilty and uncomfortable.
“I was Unclad…” she said and let the words sink. “I hope nobody saw me from your house,” she apologetically added.
This gave him the courage to speak out. “You were the Unclad girl from the neighbor’s balcony? How could such a pretty responsible looking girl like you act like that? Do you not have respect for God?”
“Excuse me sir,” she politely said, looking all innocent and ignorant, “I am sorry if my unclothedness offended you. It’s not my fault that I don’t meet your expectation all because you have a pretty wife. I didn’t even know that someone was watching me from your house.”
Paul didn’t understand why she was lying. Wasn’t she the one who had brought it up? Was she expecting him to smile at her and tell her well done for coming out of her house Unclad? Yet her last statement had made him remember watching and almost admiring the body. “Of course you should know that you will be seen.”
“And I looked so ugly that it offended you?” she tried to look hurt.
Paul actually thought she was serious, “I didn’t say you were ugly,” he defended and almost took back his words.
“Oh… Thank you.” she smiled. It was her best smile and it was appealing. “Thank you Mr. Paul, I will be looking forward to seeing you again,” she quickly said, once again looking all professional. “Please I will be here in case you want anything… and I mean anything.”
He understood what she meant but didn’t know what to say. He just picked up the flier and walked away. He already swore within himself that he would never come back to the office again.
But even as he walked away, Boma knew he would be back. She was yet to start with him, this was only the beginning.
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