My I . T Sexcapades - S01 E80

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My I . T Sexcapades - S01 E80

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 80

I parted my lips to speak again but they just

quiver while my eyes were soiled with tears

that are about to pour down but she was not

helping issues. She kept looking at me coldly

and finally I let the tears flow down. It seem to

have helped me as I spoke so fast.

“Am sorry madam, I love you!” the words was

so fast to have been restrained but I really

meant it at that moment.

She saw the sincerity in my eyes and I noticed

that the hate in her eyes have melted into pity

but she still maintained her position and

continued looking at me like she was

encouraging me to speak on. I went ahead

and narrated how foolish I have been for the

second time, how I have learnt my lesson, how

I have decided to move into her house and

promised never to repeat it again. Thinking

about it now I feel shocked that I ever got that

emotional because she was the only lady that

have made me cry till date. She was like my

mother and I betrayed her trust and took her

for granted that’s why it pained me so much

when she found out. I really respect older

ladies! They rock! And I have never betrayed

any of there trust since then even my current

woman friend.

After much talking and plead for forgiveness

she stood up and came to me, she stood for a

while looking down at me and when our eyes

met I saw a flicker of tears in her eyes that

she was trying hard to restrain. She finally

stretched forth her hand and pulled me up. We

stood with locked tears before she hugged me

into her bosom.

“I forgive you” she said with a weak teary

voice and I held her tightly “Thank you, I love

you so much, thank you” I said as I tried not

to cry again. She disengaged from the hug

held me on the shoulders and stared into my

eyes and I saw the tears have finally fell and

have gone down to her cheeks.

“I love you too, even if I just wanted a fling,

even if it seems wrong I…” and she broke down

and burying her head on my shoulder while I

rubbed her back to calm her down.

She have gotten more emotional than me so I

have to be a man and control her even if I

myself is feeling so emotional too. I dragged

her to the sofa and we sat down with her still

resting her head on my shoulder. We just held

each other and listened to our breathing as we

cherish the bliss of the moment. She is such a

sweet woman, only love can make such a

woman be with me and I know my love for her

will surely make me cut down on my excesses.

We stayed in that position for over 20 mins

till she suddenly spoke in a soft voice.

“Let’s go and have dinner”

I was amazed as I looked at her “Dinner?”

“It’s past 7pm” she replied and I knew time

flies when you are with a person you love.

We went over the dining while she served the

meal. It was a sumptuous meal of rice and

banga soup with lots of Kpomo. Meal was

relatively silent, probably we were both

thinking of what happened few minutes ago.

Atleast that’s what I was thinking I don’t

know about her.

After the meal we went back to the sofa and

she changed channel to Fashion TV. We were

both watching when she suddenly asked me in

a very cool girly voice

“You’ll spend the night right?”

I just remembered the rice I brought that I

have not warmed and shook my head in the

negative. “My food will get spoiled”

“What food?” she requested and I remembered

I have not mentioned to her that I travelled so

I quickly told her “The one I cooked” and she

let out a small laughter.

“Don’t worry about it, you’ll move in tomorrow

so you don’t need to cook again” she

announced and I knew she have defeated so I

smiled and turned to meet her stare. Our lips

were not far apart so I edged closer but she

kept staring at me. I decided she don’t want

any kiss for me so I stopped and kept staring

at her then she edged forward after some

minutes when the tension was in the air and

our lips finally met, it caused a spark. O! No

lips so full and thick like hers, memeries of

past encounters flooded my brain as I s----d

on her soft rough tongue, with my teeth

grasing against hers. We kept the kiss going

and soon her hands found my buttons as she

undid few and started rubbing my chest hairs.

Our breathing got harder, my hands have gone

under her blouse as I felt her turgid thumb

size Tip! What else do I want? When she have

it all? I pinched it a bit and she let out an ‘O!’

into my mouth and I knew she have missed

what I have missed. She have undid all my

buttons and her fingers traced downwards

towards my southern hemisphere where my

‘fine preek’ (According to the ladies) is

located.

“What is going on here!” someone screamed

and we both stopped hysterically to see who

the intruder was.