Must Read: My I.T Sexcapades (18+)

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Must Read: My I.T Sexcapades (18+)

As she went upstairs I kept staring at the manner her rear view swayed, and suddenly she turned and looked at me and our eyes jam each other and I noticed her smile and a wink.

I quickly turned my head in shame and smiled to myself. I sat still and admired the beauty of the sitting room, the lush green curtains, the chandler suspended from the ceiling, the beautiful flower vases with natural flowers, and the beautiful paintings on the wall.
This is how I want my sitting room to look like I thought.

I was still admiring the Cosiness of the sitting room when I heard footsteps from the stair case and immediately my head darted towards the direction of the sound and I behold my madam. She have changed into a casual wear and she looked like ten years have been slashed away from her normal age. I mean she looks so young and fresh. She was in a plain bum shot that did little to cover her laps, the freshest laps I have ever seen, even her daughter’s own were not this fresh.

They were like a pair of polished burning coals of Africa. Her top were just sheer V neck tshirt.
I can swear she was with no bra on, I can see the clear outline of her Tips. The v neck was doing no great job at all to cover her top booobs. I kept staring, completing forgetting my courtesy.

“How do I look?” She asked pausing few steps away, probably to bring me out of my reverie. “Very nice ma’am” I mumbled.

She just smiled and joined me on the couch. “feel at home young man, what will you love to take?” I just nodded my head and said “Anything you take I take” That seem a satisfactory answer to her and she stood up immediately towards the dining. I just cant remove my eyes from her as sh walked away.
I know she know I was staring at her but she never turned.

I saw her coming with a pack of soya milk and two cups on a tray. She dragged the side stool in front of us and set the tray. As she bet to drop the tray I prayed her b0s0m pou out from the hem of her top as a whole lot of flesh was on display. I felt a kick from my ladle and I put on my defensive mood which I have acquired within my two weeks training from my madam and I felt my ladle calm. (am not gonna tell you the defensive mood! *Tongues*)
She sat by my side and poured out the drink for both of us. I carried my drink and sipped.

The taste was wonderful, its been long since I tasted soya milk.

“Hmm what a delicious taste” I exclaimed genuinely. And she smiled. “You know I know good things” She replied “No doubt about that madam” I agreed with taking the cup back to my lips for another sip. “hope you don’t mind my dressing, this is my house wear” She said eying me. “No not at all ma’am,” I lied. “if I were at home I would have strip to my undies immediately I enter the room” I added and she shook her head in concur-ment. “So you men you want to strip to your undies now?” She blurted out and the question made me spill a little of the drink in my mouth> “No! Am not in my house” “O, so y must it only be in your house?” “Because it’s my territory” I defended and she just managed a small laugh. “well you male folks are lucky, you can always pull your shirts unlike we the female folks” she said “well that is why we have more freedom” I glee at her. she made to get hold of my lips and I edged backwards and mistakenly her drink spilled on my dress andshe exclaimed and started apologizing. “am sorry dear” “No problem ma’am” I lied. I was thinking of how ugly the stain will look on my white shirt. “Sorry” She repeated again. “Pull it lemme put it in the washing machine” she added and a smile crept into my face as I pulled the shirt.

I was now on my singlet as I handed the shirts to her. “O my Nneji, You are an old man, look at the amount of chest hair you possess” She said playfully and I just laughed.

“Don’t mind this thing that grows anyhow” I said. She was indeed thrilled by the hairs as she brought her hands on my chest tugging the hairs.

“so soft and fluffy” She teased. I giggled and I noticed her fingers were still roaming on my chest “You know I never knew you were this hairy! I love Chest hairs alot, they turn me up” She confessed withut hesitation. I just kept the smile on my lips glowing as she suddenly removed her hands and headed towards the dining “Let me put these in the machine” She said as she exits the door by the left hand of the dining. I sat down with a glad mind that I will not look messy while leaving. Such a caring lady I thought.

It did not take long for her to return back to the sitting room and she joined me back on the couch still staring at my chestand she smacked her lips as he palms came back to my chest and she pulled a strand of curly hair that pulled out to a length of two inches (yes am that hairy)
“hope you don’t mind am always fascinated by chest hairs” she said as she continued pulling tenderly “Not at all” I responded.

Meanwhile I can feel my ladle kicking, I couldn’t control it this time around but thanks to my jeans. They helped to conceal it.

“So tel me what turns you more in a woman?” she asked not looking at me but still tugging at the hairs. I was flinched at the question but quickly composed. “uhmmm, booobs” I mumbled and she giggled “men and booobs”
“How comes you didn’t say hips? Thought I caught you staring at mine” she said rolling her eyes.

“nah! Nah! I wasn’t staring” I lied
“uhun….” she said and rolled her eyes.

“so what kinda b0s0m turn you on the most?” she asked and I noticed she was being flirty with me, it have passed normal discussion. So I played along.

“large b0s0m like that” I sad curtly “Large like how?” she asked in a sultry voice “large like uhmmm….uhm..uhmmm” I stammered. “You mean like mine?” she said licking her lips “yeah” “So you have been staring at them since” “not really” I replied “uhmmm so what?” she stopped and gave me a feigned serious look. “I just observe them” “and you fantasize about them…” and I shook my head in the affirmative. “and what do you do when you fantasize about them?” I just rolled my eyes. “Uhmmm self-service?” And she laughed without waiting for a response. “What of girl friend’s ?” “She is not here with me and yours are far bigger than hers” I said with a surprised boldness.

I noticed a sly smile play on her lips. “so you love bug things despite how small you are” I smiled and I noticed her palms were now inside my singlet and my jeans could not hide my hard on anymore