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The Killer of A Woman - Season 1 - Episode 17
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Source: olaxali
It was a little past 11am when I finally heard Mr. Johnson's car drive out of the compound. Some hours after I had left the main house, one of their sons visited home. I had heard before that he stayed in Abuja and was an officer in the Navy. Since I had decided that I wouldn't be going into the main house until much later, I couldn't get to meet him in person but I managed to catch a glimpse of him when I saw him washing his car with the gateman few hours after he had arrived. He looked more like his mom than Mr. Johnson. Anyways, when I heard Mr. Johnson's car drive out, I was of the conclusion that I was only going to find his son at home and how much of a relief that felt like. So, I changed my cloths and got into a checkered red gown. It was sleeveless and stopped just an inch or two below my knees. The design was rather strange though as it had its button-down flight, right behind. In other words, you would need someone to button you up since you cannot get your hands behind your back unless, you had any unusual way of doing so. I somehow left without [email protected] too. It wasn't intentional though. The one I wore the previous night was already drenched in p**sy juice and needed a wash. So my thought was that once I was done with chores, I would return, have a shower and then change into proper cloths for the day. When I got everything fixed, I picked up my cleaning equipment and left for the main house.
When I got in there, it didn't feel like anybody was home at all. In fact, by the time I had done two bedrooms and the living room and yet heard or saw nobody, I began suspecting the son drove out with his dad in his car. So I was rightly shocked when I found Mr. Johnson on his bed reading a book as soon as I walked into his bedroom to clean it up!! His son was actually the person who left with his dad's car, after all! I nearly jumped out of my skin on seeing him! And the initial feeling was to stop right there and turn back! Stopping, I did but I could only shut my eyes for a while and then open them again. When I looked up, he was looking at me too but he quickly looked away when our eyes met!
"Good....morning sir", I forcefully stuttered!
"Good morning Daniel", was his reply. He spoke quite in a whisper with his eyes still fixed on his book. The book's title said 'Fighting Temptations' by Nicholas Beachwater.

I quietly strolled across his bed and found a comer just by his wardrobe to drop my mob stick, broom stick and bucket. Unexpectedly, my eyes were caught by the mirror hanging from one of the doors of the wardrobe and was able to see that he had no plans of going out, given that no tuxedos were hanging at the usual place he normally kept them which was right behind me at that point. I made a frown and set down to work.

My first intention was to sweep the room clean first before doing a little scrubbing. I was going to be very fast about it as I was so so nervy in there. Mr. Johnson who I had longed so much for, had suddenly become some form of plague to my eyes! He still had his eyes on the book even as I began sweeping - still backing him though. I was so concentrated in what I was doing that my eyes finding the mirror suddenly, for the second time, was a first distraction in several minutes. However, when i looked at the mirror this time, it wasn't the non-existent tuxedo of Mr. Johnson that caught my attention, but rather Mr. Johnson himself. He was explicitly staring at my ass with reckless abandon! He was so focused on it that each time I moved from one spot to another as a result of my chore, his eyes would follow me all the way! At first, I chose to totally ignore him despite the prominent tingle in my p**sy, but as it continued for far much longer than I thought it would, I saw myself, unconsciously putting in effort to present him with more enticing unobstructed views of my wide shapely ass! I would make it stick out, sway, tweak and even bounce, as I outrageously circled several areas of the room in the course of my chores. I kept tracking our performance and responses using the mirror over the wardrobe and my heart felt so delighted when I saw him drop his book on 'fighting temptations', just to have an even increased attention on my seductive ass! Too bad the heralded book couldn't deliver the man from the grips of Daniela's adulterous body!

A button popped! And another followed! My ass was exerting so much pressure on the fabric, causing the buttons behind to go off at speed! But I didn't seem to mind and Mr. Johnson didn't exactly show any notice either. In fact, more buttons kept popping off until the entire buttons from below my bum were completely blown off! My entire thighs were now in the open and any further bend forward was going to reveal the start of my bare ass, if not my p**sy. Mr. Johnson suddenly sat up on his bed, and to my greatest surprise, still kept his eyes on my ass and even had this expectation, bewildering interest and lust written all over his face!! This encouraged me so much that I found myself doing more filthy things to please him. I kept watching him from the same mirror, monitoring his response and knew what next to do at each reaction. As our corporeal game continued, he began adjusting to the edge of his bed. It kept looking like he wanted to walk up to me, but didn't know how to do so. He got so close to the edge that his hard d!ck easily came into view

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