Must Read: A Simple Life On Paper - Season 1 - Episode 12

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Must Read: A Simple Life On Paper - Season 1 - Episode 12

Unfortunately for Mark, I kicked his butt0ckz four times out of
six. He kept blaming my brand new pads for being too
stiff. Seeing no hope in winning me, we switched to
Gears of War II. He had a boss he had a problem beating
so I showed him how to do it (my gaming prowess
shouldn’t be a surprise since I stay home most of the
time).

Ann came back after her movie and was squeamish at
the violence in the game. That was amusing to Mark and
me. She started narrating what transpired in the Movie
because he was actually interested in watching it, but it
wasn’t his main priority.

They left around eight and I went about preparing myself
for work the next morning. Tintin called and apologised
for not calling me as soon as she landed, but I was not
really bothered by that since I heard no news of a plane
crash.

Monday was made lively by the gist of what happened
on Friday. Apparently, everyone thought I would be too
shy to dance. Then the best dancer was sort out. Greg
was pooling votes with the number of dance partners he
had while I got points for skill and energy…but I wasn’t
campaigning.

During lunch, I went to a store and got a swatch
wristwatch and had it wrapped for Uzi as a birthday gift.

Apparently, only a handful of her guests actually
remembered that you are supposed to get a gift for a
celebrant. I think Nigerians have that problem. Most
people hear “party” and don’t consider getting the
celebrant even a card! At least I gave her a gift for her
birthday.

Bunmi was behaving in her usual manner. Even when Uzi
and she were taking me home she kept quiet while I
gave Uzi directions from the back seat. At one point, I
began to wonder if she was the same girl that felt so
good in my arms. They were in a rush to meet up with
Uzi’s cousin (who stayed at her family’s boy’s quarters)
so they didn’t come in. Uzi promised they will come in
some other time. I think I caught a small smile appear on
Bunmi’s face when Uzi said that. I had a feeling I could
guess where her mind went to.

Things went on as usual after that. I avoided getting lifts
from Uzi by keeping my usual late hours. She often had
people who would come around hoping to get lifts so I
decided not to take up the slots of the needy.

Before I could miss her, Tintin was back from the
wedding with a ton of pictures she wanted to show me.

The pictures weren’t sorted so she decided that she
wouldn’t give me the phone to go through the shots
myself. So we were sitting on my settee while she leaned
over my side to show me her phone. Occasionally she
would slide into a Unclad shot but that wasn’t what was
stimulating me…she smelt really good and felt good too!

I saw a gorgeous lady posing in some of the pictures
with her. I asked Tintin who she was, but that led to a
fury of allegations on how as a guy I am proving to be
insatiable and how that was a common trait with guys in
this generation. Honestly, I wasn’t really interested in the
lady but I was not given the opportunity to explain that I
was just admiring a beautiful lady and nothing else.

Out of nowhere she started inquiring if I had another girl
spend the night while she was away. I doubt if she would
believe, but I still told her the truth. Then she moved her
inquiry to Bunmi. I just told her not to assume anything
just because a lady left my room in the morning.

To add an element of doubt to her conclusion, I asked if she
thought I couldn’t sleep on the settee while a lady that
was too drunk to drive home had my bed. I was trying to
put some doubt in her just because agreeing to have
slept with Bunmi was tantamount to “kissing and
telling”. Luckily for me, she bought the possibility hook
line and sinker.

Our gist went here and there but eventually she led us
into s*x-related matters. She wanted to know stuff like
my favourite positions, preferences in partners, most
appealing feature in a female, longest single round I
lasted, the number of S#xual partners I have had and
when I first had s*x. It was funny to me because those
were the type of questions I would expect a guy to ask a
girl and not the other way round.

I didn’t give her the number of partners I have had or the
age I got introduced fully to the female gender so her
interest was piqued by my maximum round length.

Apparently, my fifteen minutes was impressive but she
believed I had the potential to reach thirty minutes per
round. Personally, I have always thought people who
tried to go for such durations ended up in wheelchairs
with pulled backs or dislocated hip joints.
Out of the blue, she got up and started undressing as she
headed to my bedroom. I tried to think about what was
happening, but the brain in my head was shutting down
and the one in my nether region was taking over. I was
up on my feet and in my room just in time to see the
twins break out of captivity. She was giving me
instructions. Honestly, I was barely paying attention. “Try
and control your breathing, don’t go too fast even though
I ask you to, stop if the pressure is getting too much for
you….” She went on and on but by the time her p@anties
were on the floor, I was stark Unclad and ready to pounce
on her. That was the start of the longest thirty minutes of
my life.

Tintin climbed on the bed and stayed on her knees with
her perfectly rounded bums pointed at me. I wasted no
time by sliding into the gates with a hastily shielded
man probe. She wasn’t as watered as I expected but
after a couple of thrusts, the flood gates were opened.

With my hands on her waist, I started the locomotive
motion that sent shock waves to our heads. She lost it
after a while. I was pounding fast and hard but she was
able to mutter out “s-s-sl-slow-slow-slow down”. I
pulled myself together and slowed down. By now, her
body was quaking to the extent that she couldn’t
continue using her arms as support. Her legs were folded
under her stomach and her head was on a pillow. I had a
feeling she came twice like that, but that was in about
ten minutes. I pulled out so I could change my
ambassador’s outfit. She rolled on her back with a huge
smile on her face. It was one of satisfaction. I spread her
legs apart and resumed my invasion.