I heard a knock at my gate and went to check who it was. Since my Gateman took a leave of absence earlier in the week, I had been saddled with the responsibility of opening and closing my gate after myself. Thankfully, he would be back tomorrow.
“who’s there?” I asked as I got to the gate. Looking through the peephole hadn’t provided any answers as the good looking young man I saw bore no resemblance to anyone I knew.
“madam na me. I come repair your gen, na oga send me.”
Ah! So Chief had made good on his word, I thought, immediately opening the gate for the young man.
“wetin be your name?” I asked, my eyes immediately drawn to his chest and biceps beneath the sleeveless t-shirt he wore. I was instantly attracted to the raw masculinity that emanated from him. Unsullied by any city swag or the trappings of a socially aware mind. He was so naturally male and that was an instant turn on. I licked my lips in anticipation.
“na Okon ma. Oga send me say your gen no dey gree start again, na hin I com look am. Wey d gen dey make I see wetin dey do am.”
At this point, my eyes had left his chest to settle on his full lips. I momentarily imagined what ‘damage’ those lips could do to my pussy lips and I smiled at Chief’s idea of a birthday gift. I took Okon to the back of the house where the generator stood and went back into the house, instructing him to call me when he was done.
The relationship between Chief and I was a curious one. I enjoyed being his mistress. An affair is very different than a marriage because you can break it off at anytime. And this man made life very exciting. It was never dull around him. I like when a man has money and he can take me places and buy me things. All women do. Don’t let anybody tell you differently, okay? If he would buy his wife a present, he would buy me a better one. He once bought her a diamond bracelet, and the next day he brought me a gorgeous diamond earring, necklace and bracelet set, very expensive. Tit for tat. This house, the cars parked in the garage…everything was taken care of by Chief. Nothing was too good for me.
Apart from the perks, Chief was also a very good lover and we helped each other fulfill our fantasies. Last time we saw, I had mentioned to him in passing how I often wondered how it would feel to seduce and fuck an extremely physically attractive Calabar handyman. He had joked about how I might end up getting romantically entangled with the fellow and how we would then elope to live in abject poverty in Calabar, fucking ourselves into penury as the days went by. We had a hearty laugh at that and then it was forgotten.
Yet, here was Okon. This million-dollar pussy (as Chief fondly called it), was gonna get whammed!
“Madam! Madam!” Okon’s call snapped me out of my reverie and I immediately dashed into the bedroom to change into something more suitable.
I changed into a short skater skirt and a cropped tee baring my toned midriff, and then splashed some water over the chest area. My big round tits shoved against the material of the top and my nipples stood out majestically. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror before walking out to join Okon, a packet of condoms partly hidden in my hand.
Walking towards him, I saw his eyes widen at my transformation and then the unmistakable tightening around the crotch area as his dick grew in approval.
“start the gen make I confirm if you don do am”
Still visibly shaken, he bent to start the gen and the outline of his taut ass bent at that angle sent my blood racing. The generator roared to life and then he turned it off almost immediately.
“make I start am myself, you know say these things get as dem dey be”
He moved aside to make room for me to start the generator and I bent over in front of him. My really short shirt instantly hiked up revealing my nice round ass. I glanced in between my legs and caught Okon staring wide-eyed at me with his mouth gaping open. I smiled. My plan was working. This was going to be the best birthday sex a girl ever had.
“Okon come help me drag this skirt down abeg”
“err madam, you wan make I drag your skirt come down?”
“I carry water for mouth? Come drag this thing make I for check if this gen don ready”
I saw him walk unsteadily towards me, closing the distance between us in a few short strides. His hands made to pull my skirt down and his now cold palms brushed against my exposed ass cheek in the process. That single touch immediately set off a tremor that traveled all the way to my spine and caused a pool of heat to settle in my money maker.
I. Was. So. Fucking. Horny.
After he pulled down my skirt, he stood uncertainly behind me, perhaps trying to decide what was expected of him…but trust a Calabar man to always come through when there’s sex on the table.
I turned around to face him, smiling seductively. He reached out and ran his hands gently down my neck and across my breasts. I felt my nipples stand erect from his warm breath as he bent and sucked gently on them. Then his hands were sliding down over my waist, around my belly button, closer now to my pelvis and ever so gently, he parted those lips to find me hot and wet. My bud throbbing, just waiting to be caressed. His mouth moved down slowly to join his fingers and he began to lick and suck…gently at first then he went into Calabar mode. I leaned on the wall for support, feeling myself getting wetter as my body tingled all over with desire.
“ohhh yesss, take me home papa!” I moaned spreading my legs further apart for him to enter but he stayed kissing, licking and blowing on my hot, ripe bud that felt ready to explode. Finally, when I was just about to lose it completely, he took the condom from me, pushed me down on the generator and my now very wet pussy welcomed his long hard cock. Gently at first, then he went harder, more insistent. I held on to the generator while he held my butt. Faster, faster, both bodies slippery with sweat, until I felt the final rise and shudder as we both came together and crashed heavily on the generator.
“Okon, you know you have to return to fix this generator” I said to him, out of breath.
“ah madam, I go dey come fix your generator any time wey you want am”
I momentarily pondered on whether he meant my generator or my generator but I was too tired to give it any thought. Smiling excitedly, I let him lift me off the generator and carry me into the house for some more fixing.