It was almost lunch time, Tuesday afternoon and Nick was meant to call Boma; she had made him promised to call her this afternoon just before she left him yesterday. Boma was making him to do a lot of strange things since he met her and the crazy thing was that he was enjoying it all.
Boma had spent Saturday night in home. It had been a wild night and she had proven to be a good cook too. She was just fun to be with and he had enjoyed every bit of moment with her. Her presence had made the weekend short and interesting, almost causing depression to weigh him down when she was leaving on Sunday evening. Therefore he had quickly accepted to come to her office during lunch on Monday.
Curiosity had also made him want to keep to the promise of visiting her at her office. He really wanted to see for himself what this crazy lady would look like in office attire and how she would behave in an office setting.
She had told him that she was a customer service personnel in one of the leading telecommunication companies in the country. He also couldn’t help but wonder how many of her co-workers she must have slept with.
But what he saw on Monday morning came as a shocker. Boma was a completely different person when he met with her at the office. She was neatly and modestly dressed in a black skirt and white blouse. Of course it wasn’t a short skirt. The only familiar thing about her was how beautiful she looked.
The way she carried herself was completely different. How could anyone believe that this was the same girl that almost screamed down his house with her erotic moans of sexual pleasure? This was the same girl that had allowed him to make love to her all through the night in the most crazy and almost impossible sex positions. He had had sex with her in every corner of the house; the bathroom, kitchen, corridor, sitting room, bedroom and even in balcony. The girl was full of energy, always wanting more and her sound echoed through the walls of the house. It was the best night he ever had.
He was sure she was the company’s hole. Every male here must have had a taste of her, he believed.
But instead, he had seen a calm and responsible looking Boma. She had smiled like a ‘good’ girl when she saw him and had quickly gotten up from her post to meet him.
“I am so glad to see you,” she had said and these words surprisingly made him feel good.
No one looked at him in a ‘knowing way’. He had expected weird stares from the male folks; the kind of stare that would say, ‘what in the world are you doing coming to check on this whore?’ All she had noticed was men looking at her with admiration and respect. She was liked around here, he could obviously see.
“Please can we go to the guest room?” she had politely said to him and led the way.
She greeted everyone with a strange politeness that amazed him and they treated her the same way.
“I will be running back to the office soonest; my lunch break is almost up.” He said, just as he sat down on the black leather seat in the guest room. It was a small neat room with a medium sized flat screen on the left wall and a thick Arabian rug on beautiful black and ash tiles.
“It’s alright, I am really glad you could make out time to come and see me.” she said, looking straight into his eyes and making him horny once again.
He just nodded his head. Looking at her, he wasn’t sure if she was still a stranger in his life or if was someone he could say he was really familiar with. He just knew he wanted to know more about her. He wanted to unravel the mystery behind this beauty wild chick. “So, how many guys here have you slept with?” The words came out of his lips and he almost threw his palms to his mouth to push them back. He had to give himself a mental knock, wondering why he had asked such a stupid question. “ahh… I am sorry.” He quickly said, feeling foolish.
But she was only smiling. “None… I have slept with no one in my office. When I am at work I just concentrate on my work; I don’t know how I do it but this environment has a way of suppressing the urge for sex.” She casually said, looking prettier with that friendly professional look. She was actually making him feel like a client. Not a prostitute-client kind of client, he quickly told himself.
“Do not apologize, I don’t get angry over such little things, it’s a waste of time. I only concentrate on things that make me happy.” She added.
“I see,” he boldly replied, encouraged by her calm and friendly look. “So how’s the day going?”
“Fine, you know how Mondays usually are.”
They talked a little and it was time to go, “Well, it’s nice seeing you,” he had actually looked forward to see her while on the way down here. It was really nice seeing her.
“I will come to your office by lunch tomorrow.” She said as he made to stand up.
“That will be nice,” he replied. Was she just going to come and sit down just to chit chat with him like they did today? He thought. Well, as boring as that sounded, he actually looked forward to it.
Right now, he was supposed to call her just to find out if she would make it. There was this urge within him that made him want to behold her.
His cell phone instantly rang and he picked it after seeing she was the caller.
“I am just about to enter your bank, please be where I will find you.” she quickly said.
“Alright, he replied, and instantly felt his penis react to the sound of her voice.
She walked in and their eyes met, but she just walked to the customer seat and sat down. Her dressing was almost the same as yesterday. A black skirt and a white blouse, but sown in different styles.
He walked up to her.
“Hi, guess who I saw today,” she looked excited about who ever she saw today.
“Emm, president of Nigeria?” Nick answered without thinking.
She stopped to smile at his obvious joke, “your new neighbor came to my office today.” She said, “Once he entered, I instantly knew I had seen him somewhere.”
Nick wondered why the sight of his born-again new neigbour should excite her. This girl never ceased to amaze him. “Okay, I didn’t know you even saw his face.”
“I told you the wife was pretty, remember? She wasn’t the only one I took note of.”
“What did he come to your office to do? To see you?”
Boma scoffed, she quickly decided it was unnecessary to go into details of what happened between her and Paul. It would be her secret for now. So she changed the topic. “What do you want to have for lunch?” she asked.
This didn’t stop Nick from wondering what transpired between her and his new neighbor. “Lunch? I want to…”
“You can have me.” she quickly said.
“Oh… have you?” the statement instantly turned him on right there in the banking hall. This was the same girl that had acted all modest at her office yesterday. The sudden switch made everything about her interesting. And he felt like caressing her right there.
He stopped and looked down at her. She was sitting while he was standing as they interacted. Any unsuspecting customer or co-worker would think they were having a customer-client interaction.
As he looked at her, he could see her full breasts heave up and down like they were daring him to grab them. His imagination began to run wild as her recalled how fleshy, soft and full they actually are. He could hear her moans and feel the softness of her ass. Thoughts of the feel of her pussy clouded his mind and he wished he could take her somewhere at the moment and make hot love to her.
“Have you ever heard of a quickie?” her voice was soft and filled with desire. “I want to use the ladies…” she stood up, “lunch time is almost up, I will give you two minutes to join me, if not, I will come out and go straight to my office.” her tone was not commanding, it was demanding.
He watched her walk straight to the passage that led to the ladies, his head about to explode. He loved the way her ass fitted in the skirt allowing the hips to slightly push out of her sides.
He looked around; it seemed no one was observing them. Quickly he dashed towards the convenience with nothing in his mind but the sounds of her sweet moans. The bulge in his trouser was obvious but he knew there was nothing he could do to conceal it except having sex with Boma.
He got to the toilet and stopped in between the two doors that led to the toilets of the two genders. Never had he gone through the female door since her started working with the bank. Today, Boma was making him break some rules, she was making him act crazy.
Carefully, he opened the door and slid in. it was a small room with three doors that led to the toilets. They stood in space with a half sized mirror and a hand washing sink. There was space enough for them in there.
Once the door opened and she saw it was Nick, she rushed to the door and locked it. The she turned around and looked at him. “You have five minutes, remember, we might get caught but that’s the fun.”
He didn’t say a word; instead he pulled her closer and began to kiss her. It was a deep wet kiss that took her straight into space. She responded to the kiss and quickly reached for his belt. She was glad he was ready for her.
Nick untucked her blouse, slid his right hand into it and reached for her breasts. The bra she wore didn’t allow him to have a full feel so he pushed it up causing the twin flesh to be free. She moaned at his touch and began to rub fiercely on his already free hardened dick.
He loved the feel of her breast and the way it seemed to respond to his touch; it felt like they were giggling excitedly at his touch. He also loved the way she rubbed his dick.
“Oh, I need you inside me right now.” She whispered. It was a plea, at the same time a command.
He reached for his already fallen trouser, got out his wallet and pulled out a condom. Quickly, he tore of the pack and put it on, and then he turned her around and positioned her exterior.
In the heat of the moment Nick had forgotten he was in the female toilet.
He rose up her skirt and was faced with her bare ass. Does this girl ever wear her pants? He thought for a moment.
She was all wet and ready to receive him.
“Hurry,” she pleaded.
He really wanted to feel the wetness for some seconds but was also ready to drive his dick into her.
She bent down, holding onto the wall and positioned her ass for him to have an easy behind based penetration.
He entered her and she let out a soft pleasurable moan. The walls of her wet pussy contracted and gave him a warm welcome.
He began to pump.
“Don’t you ever stop!” she whispered. “This is lovely, faster… ohhh.”
Nick didn’t wish to stop; he wanted the moment to last forever. He continued to pound her as he found her breasts and squeezed them as he moved in and out of her. Her whole body danced in rhythm to his movement.
But his excitement couldn’t hold on any longer. He was beginning to reach climax and he began to pound faster. He got to climax thirty seconds later and quickly pulled out of her, breathing uncontrollably.
It suddenly downed on him where he really was. What if someone wanted to use the toilet at this moment? What would be their reaction if they found him in here? He just wanted to leave the environment.
“That was nice Nick,” there was a wide smile on her lips. “You better get back to work, I will call you later.”
He just nodded his head and continued to dress up.
When he was through, he made for the door feeling really exhausted. He prayed no one would see him coming out of the female toilet. What really was he thinking following this crazy girl in here? He wondered. But it was fun. It was even beyond fun, it was simply heavenly.
He reached for the door knob and stopped to look at her. They both smiled as their eyes met, “We will talk later, my lunch time is over.”
“Thanks for the lunch,” she said.
He smiled again and opened the door.
One of his female colleagues was standing right in from of the door; she was about reach for the knob when the door opened.
“Nick?” she said with a surprised look on her face, “What the hell are you doing in the female toilet,”
“Chioma,” he called out her name, “You want to use the toilet… sorry, I made a mistake.” He was acting all guilty.
She gasped in wonder and watched him quickly leave her. She pushed the half opened door in and entered. The presence of a stranger in the small room explained it all.
Boma freshened up and made to leave. She had heard the lady spoke briefly with Nick and she knew that the lady was Nick’s colleague. The lady had no wedding ring and so Boma thought she could play with her mind a little.
“I just had Nick in her… try it, you will enjoy every bit of the moment. The guy is really good.” She said and walked out.
Chioma was mystified. What mad woman was Nick hanging out with? Did Nick actually have sex with her in here?
Boma walked out of the toilet and headed straight for the exit door. She looked towards Nick’s seat and caught him watching her. She smiled at him and left the bank.
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