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Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Madam Military 2

Eeerrmm so Eva I can’t remember what I went to do sha but I’m continuing from where I came back to the room... Ok yes, I went to jot down the points for the last post... (this isn’t the first o... read part 1) then took a bath in my own room then went back to madam military’s room.... (ok madam military is long to type.. let’s stick with MM)...

MM smiled seeing me... that smile that transformed her from a vicious military bitch into a sweet MILF... soi.. Sweet MIHF (go figure).... we bag piped one more time and slept......

*phone rings*

I’m not one for cuddling but I enjoy it just as much.... in this position however, Bashir is awake and trying to drag my whole body frame towards MM’s sweet laps.... (talk about nowhere like home)...

He begs me to move forward to touch them. (Yes! I converse with my dangler. Best wingman ever. We got each others back to the end. Best believe, a guys dangler is his best friend).

I smile at his throbbing pain and look at MMs face... she looks to be in a good sleep, her short military style cut gave her the very tom boyish defiance (she won’t let you goto the next stage until the present one has been well completed) and rudeness I like in her.... 

I remember her lips yesterday as she chatted with Bashir, her tongue and lips playing a dance routine I could only cope with by returning back to her in a tight kiss with her lips and 'front and centre'. 

Tantric sex they call it.... I call it the perfect cycle.... You see, I see pleasure as energy in a way... can’t be destroyed, only changes from one form to another (till the konji subside sha)... so I like when a partner knows to turn the pleasure gotten back into the act itself... 

(See me talking like I know my way round the sex maze... I can see you trying to hide that yhimz o).  Nyways, a crescendo is reached when everything has to go thru the roof.... there, it is said man can sense God... (you see why masturbation isn’t a sin now abi)...

All this goes thru my head in the second I look at who is calling me...
It’s wale....

Wale: yo oloshi, how far?

Me: I dey, tsup.

Wale: where u dey?

Me: one of mi padi place

Wale: padi? Who be that?

Me: Never mind jare...

Wale: Where d place make I come pick u..

(I roll my eye here... Wale suspects I’m with a girl and wants to know who so I ...)
Me: okies... I go send u addy laer... I just wake... no know the place... pos dey run enter work sha....

(Knowing I just rolled over him)
Wale: Okies no lele then... key dey normal place... I know say u no won make I know the babe u dey wt... You and dis lowkey parols... dey hoard babes from bobos... hiss... 

Me: moti gbo..... Why you won know her?

Wale: She should meet the family now... so she can be kept within the family. And protected by the family. 

Me: She’s ok on her own... This one doesn’t need the family’s protection .

Wale: Na you know.... by the way if u reach and this babe still dey here... abeg chase am...

Me: Who? I know am?

Wale: Yemisi wey we meet for airport when you and Yao dey comot

Me: Oh.... 'What took u so long?'

Wale: She be travel just come back.... 

Me: Okies...na so u won discharge am alrdy

Wale: No be so.... Tara dey come laer tonight....

Me: 'gaddamn' Wale... and you pple call me a dog

Wale: What happen? wetin do u now now.....

Me: Me? noi..... i be dog abi?

Wale: Eh now... we dey learn from u....

Me: Abeg fuck off... laer manh

Wale: Laers... I dey enter Mc Kanaki after work oo..

Me: Yes ma, I go meet you for there then

Wale: Your father ma...

Me: *lafs* You should see his dick first...

Wale: (cuts phone)...

And I turn back to what was really gratifying atm

Cos u see, MM woke during the call and the first thing she proli saw was Bashirs consistent pursuit of her innermost... She smiled and locked her lips round Bashir....

That was the 'what took u so long and gaddamn' Wale heard n tot was for him

I look at her and wonder whether she knew we were sopos to be at work in about 55 mins... well, her.... my boss would call me when he was about to leave Lagos for Abuja.....

I put my hands on her head and guide her movements.... quite pointless move so I sit back and enjoy the services of a military head.

Her phone rings and I grope over to pick it for her as I dint want her to break stride (she was flexible enough to reach for it without stopping).... I show her the number and she stops to pick the call...

MM: Where r u?

I push her back and start to work on her mounds of milk.... how she loved my ministrations to them last night... she responded now by her hand on my head following (guiding) my movement gently....

I’m a sucker for tits....

MM: Ok then. lemmi know

She ends the call, allows me continue for a while and when she senses my movements south pushes me aside saying 'I av to be at work before you.. Let’s save that for laer boy'... (twas laer in the bathroom dt ‘boy’ she said  gammi a boner).

I smile, kiss her and roll over... 

She goes to bath and leaves for work...

I settle down to tweet those coded tweets after such a night.... very plain, obvious go figure tweets... respond to pings from people who heard I’m around.... and I ping some Abuja friends who I wanted to see on this trip... 

Soon my boss calls and I prepare to go the office....

I get to work and start reviewing my work plan for the day boss emailed....

Hard to concentrate when I kept hearing MMs voice outside...

Hiss

I turn to uber and tweet.... 'shhhiii... what a konji... this woman doesn’t understand what is going thru my head right now' (who remembers this tweet?)

Knock Knock

I looked up to say 'come in' but already the knocker was already in the door. Twas a man. Nna menh, this guy BIGGGGG gaan o. He shud av been a bouncer when he was young. With that gorimapa and big tummy. 

I tried to reason why this man will be here. 

Only bad thing I had done since I entered Abuja was erm ok I threw away that plastic bottle at the airport in frustration at the dust bin but it dint enter... And the other bad thing (that tasted sweet)
ok was some bag pipping with MM  (and I was going to deny it happend even if the pope asked me). But the mans demeanour wasn't that of hostility, more like boredom. 

And then surprisingly behind him was MM. Turns out he is the military’s head in charge of data communication and all those stuffs, basically what I came for sha... He asked for my plan package and he reviews it along with MM who starts drilling me again along with the man. 

I answered the first two questions with coldness.... then I realised MM was saying something all together.... 

I mean...

We all knew that the older hard drives weren’t 'available' to satisfy the current workload and so we had to install newer (and younger) systems to work with.... 

Also, when the director asked if I wud be able to stand in front of an audience that was old enough to parent me and talk, MM answered for me saying 'oh I tested his oratory skills yesterday... he isn’t lacking... he should be able to hold his own'....

She said this looking as casual and her bitchy self as possible but looked at me at the point 'isn’t lacking'.... I smiled with my eye to let her know I got the drift...

They asked me more questions to which I found out somehow decoding that MM was going to stay behind and just as that was processed, she asked after the assignment modules I was suppose to present. I tell her I have it on soft copy and will take time to print out to which she snapped and talked about time wasting... 

The director decided to see the modules when they were ready and got up to leave. MM announced she was staying to collect them today so the director left and as the door closed, I stood up from where I was forming trying to locate the files to print to MM already at my side pressing her boobs into my face....

There’s something abt MM... We flow... It’s like we both know what we want and when... almost liked we’ve made out before? No... I’m definitely sure I haven’t... must be experience and waeva the chemistry between us...

I lick my lips and proceed to kiss her hungry lips.... massaging her boobs in one hand and sending the other farther south to explore for a wetness to drink from...

We were in this state of groping and touching each other when I heard from my sub conscious 

Unknown voice: 'She's in there'.... 

I have this sense of alarm (I got from an ex) when doing something wrong and immediately I knew 2 things

no 1 was someone was looking for MM
no 2 was the person now knew where she was and was atm turning the door lock

and 

no 3a was we dint take our cloths off (I often  wonder why pple do this in quickie situations... cloths on makes it all the more OSHEY!!!! ;))....

no 3B was we locked the door.... whew!!!

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So I was shit surprised to find that I was wrong on count 3B and the door was opening...

Shit (I think) and try to cover MM from the person entering...

The person who walked in was MM in a tee shirt and jeans....

Wait wait!!!!!!! 
How now.... wtf.... What's goin ... 

Ok not MM... But them resemble sha... Gaddamn...

MM turned to see who the intruder was....

What she (MM2) was doing here was surprising....

But not as surprising as what came out of her mouth

MM2:...You rily cant change... be snatching all my men there

MM: You dint tell me you will be coming here...

MM2: Had to come drop something for you now... Came up after we talked in the morning. Tried your phone but your assistant said you wasn’t on seat so just came. Be trying to change topic o

MM: It’s not my fault u don’t mark them and where did u meet him'

MM2: He was on the flight yesterday.... he was practically fucking me in his mind all thru... apparently you are helping with the erection... n I trust you that it isn’t the same one... hiss...

MM muttered a knowing grunt and removed herself from my grip without looking overly alarmed... 

Actually twas laer i recollected all this... 

For atm my attention was on MM2.... 
I remember her from my flight to Abuja yesterday... she was the air hostess I boarded (no I wanted to bone)....

Remember the uniform that filled my head coming to Abuja.... the one I told(wrote) about now... 

That wasn’t wearing... 

Actually she removed her panties and was flashing mi..... 

What!! I haven't told u? Ahh. Wait lemmi tell it....
Ild send only you the link... Lowkey Things... *wink wink*

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