Story: The Church Accountant (+18) - Season 1 - Episode 3

7 years ago

Story: The Church Accountant (+18) - Season 1 - Episode 3

Two months went uneventful but on one
Thursday afternoon Sis. Iyoaye buzzed me up
Sis. Iyoaye: Accountant, are you in office?
Me: yes I am. Can I help you?
Sis. Iyoaye: If you are bit free, I want to come
and see you.
Me: ok. No probs.
When she ended the call, I was like “wetin this
sister wan come see me for?” 5 minutes later,
she came in.
Me: Sis. Iyoaye, hope I am safe
Sis. Iyoaye: You are as safe as the Result sheets
used for declaration.
I ushered her to a seat and she said:
Sis. Iyoaye: Accountant, can I ask you a
question?
Me: you can go ahead.
Sis. Iyoaye: Are you married?
Me: No, but why do you ask?
Sis. Iyoaye: can I trust you with a secret?
Me: yep.
Sis Iyoaye started her story how she grew up,
how she was being molested by her step
brother for 5 years and what she had went
through in the hands of men. It got to a point
that I had to be consoling her when she was
crying by patting her back. Before we could say
Jack, she started putting my hands to her laps
to caress it.
Me: Sis. Iyoaye, please don’t implicate me!
Sis. Iyoaye: ever since the first day I met you, I
have been dying to be in your arms; for you to
be my man and desired you.
Me: but what about your fiancé?
Sis. Iyoaye: that one, a serial cheater.
Me: (shocked) what? Bro. Tunde is cheating on
you?
Sis. Iyoaye: I caught him twice; with Rokiatu
and FantasyIsalnd
Me: na wa. So Bro. Tunde is just pretending
Sis. Iyoaye: yes now. We have officially broke up
last month.
Me: hmmm. That’s serious. But you barely know
me and besides we can’t do such here in the
church office.
Sis. Iyoaye: I’m h0rnie. And I want to feel you
now.
Me: Ahhhh!!!
Sis. Iyoaye: Pleeeaaase
Then the intercom buzzed.
When I went to pick the intercom
Me: Hello, this is the Church Accountant
Receptionist: Sir, Mrs. Aisha Bello is around and
she wants to see you.
Me: ok let her in.
Turning to Sis. Iyoaye I told her that I will see
her later in the day. When Mrs. Aishat Bello
entered the following dialogue ensued
Aisha: what? Short man devil longest time
Me: Please who are you ma’am? And how did
you know my nickname in School?
Aisha: I know say you no go know me. Aisha
Solomon, Catherine’s friend
Me: Aisha Solo…..ah!!!!!!! Ku ojo meta (it has
been a long time)
Aisha: how is my short man? Hope he is still
alive and kicking?
Me: o gbadun rara (u no well). How is your
family?
Aishat: I am good. And you?
Me: I am doing great. But you have transformed
greatly.
Flashback
Aisha and I were friends back in the university,
she got a job in the bank in our 3rd year (she
joined us as Direct Entry student)….we were
inseparable that people thought that we were
dating each other. Even it caused wahala
between me and her boyfriend.
Aisha: how is Catherine your wife?
Me: Catherine nko, temigracie ni. Abeg wetin
bring the almighty banker come my office?
Aisha: we got a memo from the headquarters of
your church stating the approved banks and
funny enough if I did not come here you won’t
call me to inform me.
Me: it is not that madam. The phone I had your
number was infected with virus and when it
was formatted and I virtually lost all contacts.
Aisha: ok Mr. Ajidara. Hope you dey collabo with
church girls?
Me: emi ke? Ere wo ni aja n b’ekun se? (me?,
what relationship does a tiger and a dog has?) I
wanna make money first before thinking of
settling down.
Aisha: Iwo lo mo. (na you sabi) Well the Head of
Station gave me a call that I should bring
account opening packages to the church office
and to meet the Accountant. I no know say na
you I go meet for office.
Me: alright, drop the forms. As soon as the
signatories are in church for service, I will give
them to fill the forms and sign them. So call me
around next week to know when you will come
and pick it.
Aisha: Ok. Let me have your number
Me: 0902……
As soon as she was leaving, she called her
colleagues
Aisha: please I want to have some minutes
meeting with the Accountant. Please don’t let
me delay you further. I will meet you up at the
office…..ok, bye (call ends).
When she got to the door she locked the door
and charged at me.
Me: Aisha, please stop what you are doing. You
know that you are married and….
She placed her finger on my lips.
Aisha: put a song or something on your system
so that they won’t hear what we are doing……
Like someone jinxed I obeyed her and I did as
she instructed. As soon as I was done, she
pushed me to seat down and she undid the zip
of my trousers, took the short man devil out
blew air on it. As soon as she did it, it was as if
the batteries that were dead were changed and
it came to life. My “OPA MOSE” was turgid and
ready for action. She started work on it as if it
was lollipop sweet she started licking it from the
cap then she swallowed the entire pipe and
started deep-Drinking it. Instantly my eyes
went into the balls and I was in cloud 20. After
a while I started feeling I was about to erupt.
Then she stopped and dragged me to the toilet.
She went on all fours, pulled her pants to her
knee and I started licking the pillars of the door
and start manipulation lessons in the holies.
She was feeling high but what I liked about her
was that when she is experiencing orgasms,
she doesn’t shout or screams. But the way she
will dramatize and the amount of fluid erupted
will prove beyond all reasonable doubts. I
continued my mission and she climaxed.
Afterwards, I entered her through the back and
I was hammering the nails. As I was about to
erupt, I pulled out and she took my “OPA
MOSE” into her mouth and I released in there.
She swallowed it and she cleaned me up. I took
my shower and she followed suit.
Me: Aisha do you know you are dangerous?
Aisha: wow, you are still loaded and I am
surprised that you could still fire such a heavy
load.
Me: it has been long I have done it.
Aisha: what about your girlfriend in school?
Me: She had given me red card.
Aisha: Na wa o. pesin wey no get cap dey pray
say make im get. Pesin wey now get cap dey
play with am anyhow.
Me: but wait o. are you married?
Aisha: yes I am.
Me: why did you allow me to have s*x with you?
Aisha: My husband has been in London for the
past 8 months and I don’t allow anyone to
service my glory-hole and I have been starved
of it.
Me: I don enter am.