Dial - Season 1 - Episode 21

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Dial - Season 1 - Episode 21

I was happy inwardly, though.

Mr. Silver had delivered!

I asked Akos to take a week off if she could in the fourth week, because she was still sad and depressed. It turned out she had some accumulated leave days, and so she applied for and obtained ten days leave.

Ten days…

Well, that was more than enough for me.
I pampered her incredibly within the first three days!

I surprised her with an unplanned trip to an exotic location in Ghana. She was blown away by the luxury. I made her shop, I gave her gifts, and we had incredible fun.

She began to look at me with those funny little stares girls gave men when they thought they were in love, you know, eyes big and soft and kind of tearful. I knew then that she was primed up. That was around the fifth day.

I had carefully steered clear of any physical contact, simply to heighten her anticipation. On the sixth day I took her to a reserved room in a romantic setting.

The room was setup up like of the luxurious abodes of an Arabian prince. There were no chairs, just deep decorated cushions on the floor. One side of the room was made with glass, and so we could see the beach and the stars and the glorious night lights spread all around us.

I gave her a beautiful ring, and then I gently took her hand and slipped the ring on it, pretending that I was very smitten and short of breath, my face all screwed up with false love.

All the while I was proposing, however, my eyes were on the edges of her silky thighs, and the tops of her incredibly-beautiful breasts.

She had tears in her eyes, and she could barely breathe, and she was shaking her right hand as if she had dipped it into a pot of hot water.

I knew, even before I finished proposing, that she had melted like butter on a hot knife, and that her emotional bliss had reached the peak, and she had no resistance left.
“Oh, Akos, I can’t live without you!” I continued. “These past days have been the most wonderful of my life! I’ve lived in loneliness, in pain, in great agitation! But since I found you, my love, you have brought light to my dark heart, you’ve brought life to a dying man…oh, Akos, next week we’ll go to Wowo, and I’ll see your father and your people. Akos, my heart, my love, my breath, my sunshine, will you please take this poor heart and bring permanent life to it by being my wife?”
She could not speak.

She was choking with emotion, and I chuckled inwardly; women could be such fickle-minded sometimes! All you needed were the right atmosphere, the right words and the right moment, and they could rip out their souls for you.

“Oh, Yao, Yao, Yao!” she whispered as she slammed into me. “Where have you been all my life? I love you so much!”
Her arms went around my neck.
“Akos, my dearest heart, would you – ”
“Yes, Yao, oh yes, yes, yes, yes!” she whispered. “Nothing will please me more than to be Mrs. Biko!”
Boom!

Love zone was mine, my paddy!
Her lips were on mine. We kissed tenderly and slowly, but when I reached for her breasts, she stiffened and gently pulled away. She looked at me demurely, her face wet with tears and smiled shakily.

“Oh, I want to make love to you so much, my love,” she whispered with glazed eyes. “But I promised my father. Don’t worry dear. As soon as we see my father and we perform the local marriage rites, my body will be yours.”
D--n biyaachi!

I wanted to kick her face in and stomp on her, but I always had a plan B.

I smiled lovingly and kissed her slowly.
“Not even after the local rites, my love,” I whispered. “I will wait until we have the wedding, because I love you that much, and need you on my wedding bed, on a honeymoon, and make sweet love to you the whole night!”

“Oh, Yao Biko!” Akos of Wowo whispered. “You will kill me!”
Just hold on, baby, just hold on, I said to myself as I mixed some drinks for us.
And then I dropped one small purple pill into her drink. The pill dissolved quickly and I shook the glass gently.

Wow, she was primed now! All she needed to do was drink about a quarter of the contents, and the effects of the powerful pill would do the rest.

We sat by the glass. She was leaning against me and my arms were around her as we watched the night and sipped our drinks slowly.

She drank everything…wow!

She was such a goner!

A few minutes later that small pill, now in her bloodstream, began to mess her up big time. She was all over me, filled with the world’s largest sexual craving! She kissed me lustfully, m0an!ng and squirming.

“Stop it, Akos,” I said, and almost giggled myself silly. “We have to wait for the wedding night, our wedding night, darling!”
“Make love to me, Yao, please!” she was m0an!ng as she kissed me without abandon.

“No, my love, please behave yourself!” I groaned, and this time a silly giggle came out, but she didn’t notice. She took my hand and planted it on her b----t, and as I hesitated she took my other hand, opened her thighs, and placed my hand on that hot, wet, itching zone…

Ah, well…