18+ A Short Story - Sex With My Naughty Step Mum

I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours." She dropped the covers knowing she was caught. “Yes James.” she said without a fight.OK I was 19 so I would just about fuck anything and everything that female with a pulse.

My family wasn’t short of money but the trade-off was that I lost Dad, most of the time through work commitments. And when Mum had had enough of him I lost her too. She packed her bags and left.


I'm not complaining, lots of money has it benefits but they don’t replace a family and one becomes selfish. I guess its monkey see monkey do sort of thing. All I know is I got what I wanted and when I wanted it.

On the day in question Dad or as the staff called him, Mr Mason, was away again but this time he had left his new girlfriend behind in our home. Her name was Buffy, and as the name suggests she wasn’t one that would hit the top level on an I.Q scale chart. But she was32 and totally sexy. She spent her days between yoga or and pilates and ate nothing but health food and her body showed it.

Dad had been away for a week already when I walked past their bedroom door. I heard the unmistakable of a vibrator humming and imagined it going to work on Buffy’s sweet pussy. I listened closer with my ear on the door.

“Yes Mr M, I'm cumming , I am cumming for you . Aaaahhhhhhhh YEEEEEESSSSSSS Mr MMMMMMMMMM.” Buffy screamed at the top of her voice. My cock started to get hard. I wanted to see this beautiful specimen of a woman in her prime and in her primal state. I reached for the handle. I turned and the door opened it just a touch. I peeked inside.

Buffy was laying on the bed with her legs spread wide. She was completely naked, except for the headphones attached to her mobile that lay next to her. Her breasts were as firm as teenagers and her nipples stood tall. One of her hands was pulling and massaging her nipples one at a time in rhythm to the way she was feeding her pussy with the large black dildo she held in her other hand.

“Yes I will be a good girl, I will. Can I cum again for you again please please can I?” she begged

I 'm not sure what Dad told her but she erupted instantly screaming loud “Aaaaaaggrrrr fuck yessss! I want it deep inside me, fuck me Mr M fuck me!” Buffy screamed as she thrashed her head about on their large bed continuing to work her nipples and her dildo at the same time.

“More! I want more please!” she begged. I took out my phone and started to record her. She was hot. Better then any pay per view porn session, and she was in my house live. I dropped to the floor with one hand in my pants as I continued to tape and watch her play.

“OK Mr M I will put my toys away and wait to I hear from you tomorrow. Thank you for letting me please you tonight. I can’t wait until you come back Mr M my body aches for you. I need you sooooo bad.” she said then hung up the call. Then she kept talking. “No more! Is he fucking kidding, I need a fucking my cunt's just getting warmed up.” She picked up the phone again and looked through her contacts. Choosing a number she reset her headphones.

“Charles what are you doing?" she said. She listened as did I. "Well get over here I need to be fucked and Mr Fucking 5 minutes is overseas. Come and bring that big fucking cock with you. I am so fucking horny. Get over here I will make it worth your while my ass is so in need of a work out and I know how you enjoy my ass.” she said really slow and sexy.

Buffy hung up the phone, reached over the bed and took out a buzzer from the bottom draw. Wow her butt was sexy and I couldn't help but want to be the person to fill it. Anyway who the fuck was Charles? And what the fuck did she think she was doing bring people into our fucking house the little slut!

My temper got the better of me and I pushed open the door. Buffy pulled the covers over herself “James what are you doing? Get out! This is my room. How dare you burst in!" she screamed although half hearted.
"How dare I? You little slut - how fucking dare I? Don’t give me your shit!" I pressed play on my phone and tossed it on the bed next to her. 'Just get the fuck over here' she heard her words play loud and clear.

“How dare I?" I said.

“I don’t know... I... James..." she pleaded.

I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours." She dropped the covers knowing she was caught.

“Yes James.” She said without a fight. She dialled. "Change of plan Charles, sorry you’re not needed." She said and hung up before he could respond. Buffy stood and started to walk to me.

“Stop! On your knees that's where you belong. Go on get down.” I said.

Buffy dropped to her knees, I slid my pants off and tossed them aside and undid my button up cotton white shirt. “Come on.” I said leaving her with no confusion about who was in charge here. Buffy reached my legs and looked at me like a naughty school girl who'd been caught out. "Well make sure you do a good job and who knows maybe we don’t have to tell Dad."

Her eyes lit up and she crawled to me and and engulfed the end of my cock in her mouth. She sucked hard and took it in as deep as she could without gagging. My hands grabbed the back of her head and held her hair I stated to use her face to suck and fuck my cock. “Now that is a good girl. Ohhhh yes, a really good girl.” I said rolling back on the chair - her body moving with me so she didn't lose contact with my cock. She continued to suck.

“Oh you are such a naughty girl Buffy. I hope, yes I really hope that was the first time you invited someone back here for sex. Gee this is where we live!” Her eyes told the story without her saying a word. “Maybe the staff get turns as well?” I suggested. Again she just looked.

I pulled her up by the hair and pushed her over the chair I was sitting on. “Oh James you are so much more powerful than your Dad.” she said in a submissive voice. Her words made my cock pulse. I buried two fingers inside her hot snatch and pumped them into her.

“Yes James yes, finger me, finger my hole!” she screamed "Ooooooooooooo fuuuucccckkkk Jammmeeesssss finger fuck me! Finger fuck my pussy!" I worked my fingers in and out of her cunt and slapped her ass cheeks as I went. The slaps only heightened her desire. Then she came. Her body shook and her pussy juiced. She screamed "Aaaaaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh oooohhhhh don’t stop don’t stop aaaarrgggg oooohhhh aarrrgg yyeessss fuck! Yes fuck! Yes!" she continued to scream until the pleasure pulses released her from their grasp. "Oh James I need your cock. Please James! I need that cock inside me." she said breathlessly. I walked to the bed she followed like a eager puppy about to be fed and my cock was on the menu.
“On you back and spread your legs wide.” My words were commands not questions or statements. Buffy lay on her back and I grabbed her legs and pulled her to the end of the bed, her silk sheets and covers falling onto my feet, as I put her into the position I wanted. “Open them wide.” I say. Buffy obliged her pussy bald and glistening, her lips red and apart. Her hole, the pleasure path, was still slightly open from her dildo fucking and my fingers. I rubbed the head of my cock on the edge of her pleasure place then slid in one go all the way to the shaft. If Dad's genes gave me anything it was a big cock and there was nothing better than getting it inside a woman.

“Oh fuck James that is fucking huge! I am so fucking full." She said.

"Be a good girl Buffy show." I said wanting total control of her now.

“Yes James yes I will be a good girl . I will for you just y…" I pulled out and slammed my cock back inside and her words got lost in the action. I pulled her legs open as wide as possible and continued to fuck her hot sexy hole. Again and again I delved inside her. "Now play with your clit as I fuck you." I commanded. Her hand reached for a pillow and she put it under her head.

"I want to see you , I want to see what you are doing to me.” she said as her hand reached for her pleasure bud. The reward was instant, her pussy walls closed tighter around me as I continued to fill her. I now fucked harder and faster. “I'm aaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh!” she screamed. I was only at quarter pace - her hole needed a fucking and I was going to give it to her. I stepped up the pace and Buffy's pleasure ride stepped into second gear as another wave crashed through her senses. Or maybe it was the same as before. All I know was the harder I slammed myself into her the more she liked it, and the more she liked it the tighter her pussy got.

“Take that you fucking naughty little bitch take it!" The more I spoke and the harder I fucked the tighter she got. “Take that, take it!” I said over and over as if I was purging demons as I pounded myself into her. Feeling that unmistakable feeling, welling inside me of my bliss on its way. I stopped and pulled out.

“So what did you say about your ass not being fucked in ages?" I said.

"Oh James you are so fucking big. I haven’t had anyone that big inside me before. Not up my ass.” she said hoping I would change my mind and take pity on her. I didn’t.

"There is always a first time. Maybe we can get it ready for Mr M, or Charles or the driver or whoever else you let stick things inside you.” I said making it clear there was no way out of it. I pushed her legs back and told her to hold them tight. Still standing at the end of the bed I used Buffy's own cum juices to lube her tight little ass. Then holding my cock at the base I pushed my meat into her ass. Fuck it was tight. I could see the strain on Buffy's face but that made me even more eager. She was a slut who fucked others in my fucking house. Now I was getting my share.

"Oh you're big! Oh you're fuckingggggg big! Sloowww slow please James slow. I will take you I promise just start sloe please.

I slowed down and felt the feeling of her ass grip the end of my cock as the head slid in. It gripped me like a vice.
“Please I need to open my leg please James can I open my legs please?" she begged her eyes pleading with me.

“Yes just until I'm all the way in and then they go back to where they are.” I said sternly.

“Oh thank you!” she said as she let go of her legs and spread them wide. “Oh fuck slooooooowwww!" she screamed as she felt me slide into her. As she opened her legs my cock slipped more into her I continued to pump with slow pumps until I was all the way in to the hilt.

Her eyes were wide and she could barely speak. “Oh fuck James that is so good sooo full so fucking full. Oh please fuck it! Please jam fuck my ass!"

“Who's ass?” I yelled as I shoved myself into her hard.

"Yours James! Your ass!” She cried. "Fuck it James, fuck your ass you own it now." she screamed. I started to slide in and out using full long slow strokes all the way out just so only the head of my cock stayed in her ass hole and all the way back in until the base met her pelvis.

“Yes that is nice Buffy that is really fucking nice.” I said as I took in full the pleasure of her tight hole.

“Your Dad won’t fuck my ass- he is too old-fashioned and I need it so bad sometimes.” she said.

I grabbed her legs and put them back together. This made her tighter and increased my pleasure tenfold. “Hold them don’t let them go.” I said

“I won’t James, I promise I won’t.” she said putting her arms around her legs.

"OK that’s a good girl." I said as I started to increase my pace. I set myself on track for heaven taking stops at joyville and lust-haven on the way as Buffy came and came thanks to my relentless hard and fast pounding.

“Yes Oh fuck that’s sooo good!" I screamed. “Your fucking ass is so amazing. You take it like a good girl.” I shouted

“Good girl, good girl, yes I'm a goooooooooddd girllllllll!” she screamed as her body shook with another intense orgasm. Her orgasm took me on a ride there was no return from. I felt the tingles in my toes and they shot off throughout my system all culminating at the base of my shaft that was now deep inside Buffy’s well fucked ass. I grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her closer to me and allowed my body to take over. I felt load after load of hot cum spurt deep inside Buffy’s now well fucked ass. I pumped until every drop was extinguished from inside me.

I was soaked with sweat and my cock flicked with pleasure. Buffy who rolled around on her silk sheets enjoying the last throws of pleasure still sweeping through her body.

“James that was incredible” she said. “Wonderful, amazing! I am so well fucked - it’s been so long since I was so well fucked. Thank you.” she said, well pleased with herself. I stood up now and moved to the end of the bed.

"You are going to receive 10 of the best." I reached over for my pants and removed my belt.

Buffy’s eyes pleaded 'No!' but she got into position. Smack! Smack! Smack! Ten slaps of the belt rained across her ass. Five on each side. Buffy fell to her knees with cum now dripping out of her ass.

“Next time you need a fucking you come and see me. No mire strangers in my house. You understand?" I asked.

“Yes James, no more strangers" she agreed.

“I don’t care who fucks you, but from now on, while you are here under our roof your ass is solely mine. Do you understand?"

“Yes James I wouldn’t want it any other way." she said true of heart.

I smiled and picked up my clothes and phone and headed out of the door.

“Oh James.” she purred. I turned and looked Buffy was still on her knees … “Thank you. Same time tomorrow?" she asked with a smile.

I felt her mouth wrap around my cock and she sucked lightly back and forth. Slowly she became more forceful as she sucked my cock all the way to the base, gagging a few times but continuing to suck until I was deep in her throat. Her face touching the base of my pelvis, her nose buried in my pubes with her eyes looking at me proud and wanting.

The guys were over to watch the game. Beers, pizza and guy food were in plent

Dad, as usual, had gone on one of his business trips leaving the house to me and my sexy step Mom. Of course the servants were there as well. It was a few months since he’d been away so I hadn’t had my fix of Buffy for a while - and I craved her.

I started having her when I caught her fucking her sweet pussy during phone sex with Dad (aka Mr Mason). That in itself was fine but her calling some guy in to come over and finish her off was just not on. Not in my domain anyway.

I would watch her do her yoga from afar. Peering thought the door to his study. Mr Mason just sitting on his chair, staring out the window or talking on his phone. Taking no interest in his exotic flower that paraded in front of him.

Although I had spent almost three weeks fucking each and every one of her holes relentlessly. When Mr Mason was home and she was his.

But he had left this morning - away for another three weeks.

And I intend to make the most of it.
Ava was one of the new housemaids; she was an Italian girl 22 and very beautiful. Her hair was long shining black in colour, her eyes dark brown, so dark when she looked at you; you felt it in your core. Her eyelashes long were always plumped up by makeup. He lips were always covered in the wet look lipstick which always grabbed my attention.

Like all 22-year-olds she was firm and dam right sexy. Not a stick figure by any means but her curves even in her maid uniform shone through.

“Mr Mason is there anything else I can do for you tonight?” she asked with a smile.

“No Ava we have all we need.” I said. My mind was screaming ‘Yes, get your gear off and kneel before me!’

But Dad’s words also rang out. “Don’t fuck the staff James, they are beneath you, if you need action then find some or hire some but don’t fuck the staff.”

The resentment at hearing his voice had built up inside me again, I hated Dad controlling me and telling me what to and not to do. ‘How dare he!’ I thought. He was going to miss my 20th birthday on Monday. And now he’s telling me what’s right and wrong!

The game finished and Blake and Justin headed home. Rusty was pretty drunk and crashed on the lounge. I decided to leave him there and tossed a blanket over him.

Walking out on balcony, the moon and stars were blazing in the heavens dusting the night with light.

I sat on our round outside chair - it was more like a bed. The mattress was and soft spread out covering all the way to the edges of the bamboo frame. A white sheet perfectly fitted hugged the mattress which one of Dad’s previous trophy wives had had specially made. Big fluffy cushions covered one end - too many to use - but great to lie with.

The alcohol had settled in and I was lightly spinning as the stars shone above me. I lay back on the seat looking at the sky as if the universe could clear my head of my anger of being left alone again.

As I laid there the familiar sound off Buffy’s moans broke through the noise of the crickets.

Sitting up I saw Buffy in her room through the window. She looked naked from what I could see from this angle but I could only see her top half. She was writhing around in pleasure.

Did she not learn from the last time Mr Mason went away? This was my domain and no one was coming in from the outside to fuck her.

I jumped to my feet and rushed to her window. I could see her hands were holding someone’s head -black hair was all I could make out between her legs.

“Aaaaaaaggggg fuuccckk yesss you do it better than anyone, anyone ever!” Buffy’s moans and words rang out.

‘That’s it!’ I thought. ‘No-one fucks my step Mom under this roof except me and Dad.’

Anger rose in me – I’d told her not under our roof with outsiders. As I paced up the hall that led to her room each step I took made me angrier then the last. Turning the knob I burst into the room.

“WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU!” I screamed as I rushed into the room.

“Oh fuck James; it’s you I, I….” she stammered. She jumped up off the bed by accident or purpose pushing her lover to the ground next to the bed, so I couldn’t see him.

“WELL WHAT DID I TELL YOU SLUT?” I demanded again.

“Don’t fuck outsiders James. No outsiders in the house. But I didn’t… not really.” she pleaded.

“Well who the fuck is that hiding behind the bed?”

I walked over to see who it was prepared to grab him and toss him out of the house as he was. I reached the side of the bed and moved Buffy aside.

“Ava is that you?” I asked stunned.

She turned and looked at me her face red. Her body was naked and completely beautiful, her skin was light tan in colour and her breasts pert. Her nipples were brown in colour and cherry sized with a large areola that covered most of the front of her breast.

My cock sprung to attention and all the anger left me in an instant. I was consumed by this exotic beauty.

“Ava stand up, stop hiding. The secret is out.” I said firmly but very calmly.

I am sorry Mr Mason. Mrs Mason and I keep each other company when he’s out. I’m sorry please don’t fire me. Please.” She pleaded.

Her words were like bullets of fuel to my inner lust fire which was now totally alight and burning wildly.

“No Ava I am not going to fire you.” I said, “I’m sure Buffy was the one who put you up to this - didn’t you naughty little slut?”

“Well yes James she helps when others can’t. Isn’t she beautiful?”

“Stand up Ava its OK. James is fine.” She said reaching out and pulling her to her feet.

Both women stood there completely naked in front of me both very different but as beautiful as each other.

“Do you like her James. Is she beautiful? Do you want to fuck her with that beautiful cock of yours?” She smiled as she played her cards.

I smiled back.

“She loves cock as well as pussy and James she is totally insatiable. And I mean totally.” She said with truth that only experience could tell. “Don’t you Ava.” she stated more then asked.

“Yes miss I like to make you happy. Maybe Mr Mason too.” She whispered in her Italian accent.

“Yes I think I will enjoy her but not now. Go back to what you were doing before I came in. But first come here both of you and undress me.”

The girls both walked to me - Ava following Buffy’s directions. Buffy undid my shirt button by button she opened it and pushed it off my chest and shoulders and it fell to the ground.

“Oh James it’s been to long since I kissed that toned body of yours and rubbed myself on it.” She purred. She kissed my chest and abs as Ava unbuckled my belt and button. Both girls grabbed my pants and them down - my boxers coming with them. My cock was not fully hard yet, but sprang out on the way.

“There he is.” said Buffy as she reached and pumped it a few times before putting it into her mouth and sucking long and hard. Ava continued to pull off my pants one leg at a time removing my shoes then pulling the pants right away.

My step Mom and our maid both knelt before me naked ready and willing to please me with whatever I wanted.

Buffy continued to suck and my dick had grown to its full thick 8 inches. I felt the familiar throbbing inside. I cupped Ava’s face with my hand and pulled Buffy off me with the other.

“Your turn Ava, make it good!” I said strong and full of authority.

Ava opened her mouth her eyes looking up at me from her kneeling position made me shake.

I felt her mouth wrap around my cock and she sucked lightly back and forth. Slowly she became more forceful as she sucked my cock all the way to the base, gagging a few times but continuing to suck until I was deep in her throat. Her face touching the base of my pelvis, her nose buried in my pubes with her eyes looking at me proud and wanting.

“Oh fuck that is good. Very, fucking good. I felt her tongue run the full length of my cock as she slid it out of her mouth and back in again.

“Now girls you need to share.” I said as I made my way to the chair that sits against the wall at the end of their bed.

Firstly Ava our Maid chased me her mouth open eager for more. Then Buffy followed her. She crawled much slower with a big smile on her face. I could tell she had more on her mind.

“James” she said as Ava’s mouth found what it was after and she started to suck hard and fast in short bursts but with a hoover like grip. “I saw you James watching me, it made he so horny. I wanted to call you but well Ava was being a good little girl. But James it was the sight of you that made me cum.” She said.

“Really, well it was such a nice night and I thought I would enjoy the evening star show.” I replied.

Oh James why don’t we go outside and fuck in the open. Please James can we, please your step Mom and maid in the night air.” Buffy begged.

How could I refuse? A threesome with my stepmom and our maid, I would pinch myself if Ava’s mouth wasn’t already keeping me present.

“Ok let’s go then.” I said pulling Ava’s mouth of my cock.

Ava giggled as my cock made a pop as she sucked it to the tip. Coated in my maids mouth juice it shined in the light.

“Maaam. What is wrong, why I can’t please Mr James?” Ava asked as if she had done something wrong.

“Oh Ava you will please him, we are just going out on the deck. Mr James wants to fuck us both under the stars. You understand.” Buffy explained.

“Oh please yes, I like under the stars.” Ava quickly replied.

The girls stood up Ava running out of the room Buffy walked over to the bed.

“I think we should take these.” She said as she picked up a double ended dildo and a Lelo Gigi buzzer, a pair of duo balls and some silk ties and walking towards the door.

“James.” She turned and looked at me. You know I will never be yours or you mine but I cannot get you out of my head. When I fuck your father it’s you I think about every time. It’s the thought of you shoving that big fat cock up my ass that makes me go wild and lose my mind. It’s you that makes me cum even when you’re not inside me.”

I stopped and smiled; I didn’t know what to say. This was never about forever for me and her. She was a fuck to me, an empty. I had never wanted her and I would never consider having her. She suits my purpose for now. Soon enough Dad would be finished with her, until then well her holes are a great way of passing the long lonely nights away. That’s what we both signed up for.

When I arrived back on the balcony Buffy had already laid down and Ava was going to work on her beautiful lady hole. They had pulled a chair over and put it next to the outside lounge that I was laying on earlier. Buffy’s firm white body sank into the soft mattress as Ava’s hands held her hips tight, as she feverishly sucked on Buffy’s eager lips.

“Watch us James.” Her words come out of her mouth mixed with sighs of pleasure.

I sat back and took my man meat into my hand. There was a cool breeze blowing softly, just slightly moving the leaves on the trees that adorned the balcony. I sat there under the stars. The moon was shining its light just perfectly for us to see each other.

I watched as Buffy came again and again, her screams getting louder and louder as if the orgasm multiplied the pleasure she was receiving. Ava’s rounded peached shape butt sat in the air her pussy lips glistened in the light.

I couldn’t wait any longer I leant forward and stuck my face into this delightful exquisite beauty’s love hole. I licked her lips sucking away all her love juice that had seeped out of her mould and run over her thighs and outer lips. I continued to lick and Ava started to return my efforts with slight bucks back, not hard, just enough to part her lips further allowing my tongue to penetrate deeper in to her each time we met.

My cock throbbed, Buffy started to moan again.

“Yes Ava Baby that’s it that’s it that’s the oneeeeeeee ooooohhhhhh fuuuccckkkkkkk yeeeessss” Buffy’s orgasm rolled on and on. She grabbed our maid our pleasure toy’s head hard and held it tight to her wet spot.

“Suck it now suck it aaaaaaarrrrrrrrrggggggg AAAAAARRRRGGGGGG FFFFUUUUCCCKKKKKK FFFFUUUUCCCKKKKKK!” she squealed with delight.

Again my cock throbbed. I stood pushing the chair back as I did. I took hold of my man tool and went about quenching my need and want for Ava’s pleasure path. After a few pushes my cock slipped straight in. She was young, beautiful and still very tight.

Ava let out a cry of pleasure then went back to her Buffy pleasing.

“Oh Bella” she said her words all Italian and so dam sexy. I wanted to fucker her hard soo hard the second I entered but I resisted. I slowly rhythmically entered in and out in and out holding her rounded hips tight as I enjoyed this Mediterranean beauty. I moved up and down, she closed her legs with just a push and opening them again at my word. I can say that she was beautiful in all ways. And very compliant in all I wanted and needed of her.

“I told you she was a good girl James. You are such a good girl.” Buffy said holding up Ava’s face which was covered in Buffy’s pleasure Juice.

“Yes Maam I am a good girl for you and Mr James, oh Yes Mr James. More please more”. She begged.

As if her words were my accelerator I quickened my pace and started to fuck this beauty harder, I slapped her ass cheek leaving a red hand print that disappeared as fast is it appeared. I continued with a few more slaps to each side. Each spank sent shocks through her system and into Buffy’s joy place sending her again into another intense orgasm. This time it set off a chain reaction, Ava’s pussy gripped me tight as her love muscles clenched for all they were worth holding on to the edge of her own pleasure nirvana.

Ava came loud. She sat up proud strong and screamed into the cool night air.

“Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Mr jaaaaaaaammmmmmmmeeeeeeeessssssss aaaahhhhhhhhh fuuuuuucccckkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeeee. Her accent made it even better as her orgasm rolled on and on juice squirting out onto my pelvis as she lost all control.”

Buffy lay back her hand had found one end of the double ended dildo and she shoved it inside her self. There was no slow going buffy fucked her love tunnel with all her might as I fucked my maid letting out all my animal instincts from deep inside . I grabbed and fucked harder and harder, my fingers grabbing Ava’s flesh as I pulled her back into me I thrust as hard as I could deep inside her. Sending her into another orgasm. Louder stronger and better then the first.

I felt that feeling the one where there was no return but I didn’t want it to end yet. I pulled out, Ava kept bucking the air wanting and needing more as I grabbed hold of my meat stoping the impending march of my man juice. Holding tight freezing my whole self until the moment passed.

I turned refocusing into the world and Ava had found the other side of Buffy’s double ended dildo and they were fucking each other with it. One at either end bucking moving grinding as the long dildo grinded inside their love tunnels. Bring each other to another lip biting inferno lust spilling out with every word and breath.

I watched as my maid and step Mom fucked each other with a double ended dildo. It could not get better than this.

“Buffy I need you.” Bring me my hole I demanded.

“Yes James” she said as she jumped to her feet leaving Ava with the dildo still inside her.

“Ava, grab the dildo fuck yourself I want to watch.” I commanded.

It seemed that my orders only heighted the situation. Buffy I knew loved to be controlled, used and played with. And it seemed Ava lived for it as well.

I held my cock still coated with Ava juice at the entrance of Buffy’s ass.

“Oh please fuck me James. I don’t even use my dildo on my ass anymore it’s your hole now, only yours. I am ready do it do it fuck that Hole Pleaseeeee.”

Ava continued to slide the dildo into her cunt as she squeezed her nipples that stood strong in the night air.

“Ava stop, keep pace with me. Each time I fuck my hole that Buffy carries for me you fuck your pussy. But first I want you to stick the other end up that beautiful ass of yours.”

Ava looked at me not sure of her next more.

“Well lets go, help her Buffy.” I barked.

Buffy grabbed hold of Ava’s leg and pulled her round.

“Spread them Ava. Be a good girl.” said Buffy firmly.

Ava opened her legs wide and Buff sucked on the dildo giving it extra juice - not that the place needed any more it was covered in it. Then buffy grabbed the smaller side of the double ender and slid it into Ava’s ass which she was now holding open for Buffy’s onslaught. Slowly Buffy slid it in and then pulled it out and back in again.

“How’s that?” I asked Ava - she felt the concern in my voice.

‘It’s hard and big but I like.” she said

“Give it to her Buffy and come back here. I want you.”

Buffy let go of the rubber instrument of pleasure, slid back and perched her ass directly in front of my throbbing cock.

“It’s your turn to be a good girl Buffy.” I panted

“Yes James, good girl I want to be your good girl. I do, do me, and fuck my ass pleassseeeee” She begged.

I slid my cock in, she was ready, it slid in without force. Buffy wiggled all the way until the full length was deep inside her.

“There James’s your home, use it enjoy it please.” she moaned.

Ava had now inserted the other end of the dildo into her pussy and was holding it where it bent fucking her ass then her pussy alternating the dildo so it rammed in and out at her will and pleasure. In and out she rotated until she couldn’t stand it anymore spraying out Ava Juice everywhere continuing to work her holes until the wave of pleasure reached their climax and pushed out the end in her pussy. Ava kept working the pleasure toy in and out of her ass until she felt the last waves of pleasure recede.

I continued to fuck Buffy’s well-worn ass now, sinking my cock all the way in and out. Buffy’s head was thrashing about - her hair slapping her face as she bucked back harder with each of my strokes. Buffy’s orgasm started to take over her body - it washed right through her at first stiffening her body tight and then making it shake under the relentless pleasure her ass was receiving. Ava had made her way under Buffy and with the dildo back inside her pussy she thrashed her hole as she sucked and licked at Buffy’s dripping snatch.

This was all too much. I couldn’t hold back and I unleashed a pounding like I had never had in my life. Each and every part of me stiffened and the pleasure broke through what was now an uncontrolled lust fest taking me and on a flow of joy I had never experienced before. I had no control as It controlled me, I was lost in lust, animal, primal.

Buffy continued to scream “Fuckkk meeee jamessss yessss fuckkk meeeee iiiilllooooovvvveeeee itttttt fucckkkkkkkkkkkk aaghgggeeggggg!”

Ava’s muffled screams could be heard as her pumping brought her once again into our pleasure zone. This was it. We were all cumming together and there was no stopping it.

I exploded. Cum gushed out of me filling Buffy’s anal back passage like a fire hose trying to extinguish a raging inferno. I continued to fuck expending gallons of cum until my balls were empty and the contentment of collapsing dawned upon me.
I fell into the middle of the bed. Buffy on one side Ava on the other. A minute or so later the stars and the moon came back into view. The girl’s lay still letting out little moan and pants cum and love juice covered us all.

All of a sudden we hear clapping, we all turn to see Rusty standing at the door.

“Wow now that was a show. So where’s mine?”

Playful Kiss - Playful Kiss: Full Episode 1 (Official & HD with subtitles)

A high school girl confesses her feeling to a popular boy in her class.

A clumsy high school girl named Oh Ha-ni (Jung So-min) who is at the bottom of her class has had a crush on a popular and genius male student called Baek Seung-jo (Kim Hyun-joong) ever since she laid eyes on him on the first day of high school. Ha-ni decides to confess through a letter, but is rudely rejected by Seung-jo, who tells her that he hates stupid girls and returns the letter, having corrected all of her grammatical and spelling mistakes and giving her a mark of D-.
Fate intervenes when an earthquake ruins Ha-ni's family's newly built home. While the house gets rebuilt, Ha-ni and her father are invited to stay at the home of her dad Oh Ki-dong's (Kang Nam-gil) childhood friend, who happens to be Seung-jo's father Baek Soo-chang (Oh Kyung-soo). Ha-ni's feelings for Seung-jo are rekindled, and she is more than determined to impress him. Seung-jo remains insensitive to her feelings and finds her a complete nuisance. However, Seung-jo's matchmaker mom, Hwang Geum-hee (Jung Hye-young) helps Ha-ni and becomes determined to get the two together.

Choices And Chances - Episode 12


A Story by Lydia Jonathan

I was a bit taken aback by his word as my hand dropped to my side and I moved back a bit, but quickly composed myself as I forced a smile on my face and looked up to meet his gaze

“We've been over this Daniel, I already told you we're in this together. I'm not going anywhere”

“I talked to my lawyer” he ignored my words and went on “I've already willed half my property to your name, and it will be given to you if you so wish, and the house”...... he kept going on as my mind zoned out. It was happening for real, he is actually telling me to leave him in this condition he's in now

“........ you have thirty percent of the company shares already and if you add mine.....

“I don't want your money” I yelled prompting him to stop. “I don't want your shares, I don't want your property” I huffed in annoyance. “Do you really think that's the reason why I'm still here? Or you're just trying to lift the unknown weight of that damn mentally that you owe me for what's going on, is that it? I barked, but he suddenly remained calm

“Oh my God” I ran a hand through my hair huffing out a frustrated breath . I can't believe he's actually thinking that. “I'm not going anywhere” I stated before turning around to leave but stopped when my hand touched the door knob. My hand dropped to my side as I turned back to look at him, he was staring intently at the floor doing his best to hide his emotions

“Why are you still pushing me away? I sniffled and asked in a shaky voice trying hard to fight the tears building up in my eyes. “Why won't you just let me be by your side now that you need me the most? I want to be here to hold you, comfort you through all of it don't you get it? Why won't you just let me keep doing that without feeling you owe me

“I can't keep letting you make sacrifices for me”he finally looked up to meet my gaze

“I'm not getting any better Regina”

“You don't know that” I countered

“Look at me Regina” he barked when it seemed I wasn't agreeing with him, but then his voice went back to normal

“I know you have hope, but it won't get better. You need to accept it cause I have a long time ago. I know life sucks but I've lived mine stipulated time, so you have to go find yourself another life and make the best of it. I can't keep you cooked up in here all day for my sake when I know something better awaits you out there”

“Daniel......” my voice broke as the words got lost in my mouth. He came closer and wiped the tears of my cheek

“I love you a lot and this is the hardest decisions of my life, but it's for the best. We had a good life but all good things must come to an end surely, and ours came a whole lot earlier and we have to accept it since we can't control the circumstances that brought about our own end

“I don't want to leave you” I shook my head as I sobbed and he pulled me into his chest and rubbed my back as I cried bitterly

“I know, but you have to” he cooed

“Go live your life to the fullest” he went on as my tears rolled down, dampening his shirt in the process. “You deserve better and there's someone out there that is going to give that to you......”

I left his office not able to look him in the eyes anymore, sad and angry that he thinks this was the best he could give me when I don't want nothing but to be with him.

I entered my room banging it shut as I slid to the ground letting the tears flow freely.

I got up later on with heavy eyes, pulled out a box from my wardrobe and threw into the box whatever I laid my hands on not caring what exactly I carried. I zipped up when done and carried my handbag throwing my phone and other necessities in and closed it hanging it on my shoulders as I rolled my box out of the room turning back to give it one last look before closing it and made my way downstairs to the living room. I turned around one last time in hopes of catching at least a glimpse of him before walking out the front door but lost hope when I didn't see him anywhere around. I sniffled and went out rolling my box behind me as I made my way to my car but caught John looking at me with empathy in his eyes. I threw my box in the boot and closed it entering into the car without so much as a word to a staring John. He got the idea that I was leaving and ran to open the gate as I drove out the compound and out the street. It was when I left my street that it dawned on me that I just left my matrimonial home and the pain was a lot to cause a mental breakdown but I sucked it in and and focused on driving so as not to be involved in an accident with one destination alone in my mind

“Hi” I sobbed as he opened the door.


“What happened?” she asked when I had calmed down and Dave got up and left the house to give us space.

I opened my mouth to say something but the words felt short as my body began to jerk once more with impending tears. She came closer to where I was and put her arms round me in a comforting manner

“Can I stay here for a while?” I pulled away, wiping my tears

“Off course” Jane nodded “You don't even need to ask” she smiled and squeezed my hands reassuringly

Mary-jane and her boyfriend turned fiancee lived in a two bedroom apartment and are planning their wedding. Although I felt bad i'll be imposing in on them, I had no where else to go and I'd rather stay here than go to my parent's

Jane showed me the room I'd be staying in as she prepared to make dinner

Her fiancee came home later and right on time as dinner was ready and served.

“I'm sorry” I got up from the table and excused myself as I had no appetite for food and headed to the room earlier shown to me. I washed up and laid on the bed staring blankly to the ceiling when a knock to the door and it's opening jerked me up. Jane peeked her head in smiling warmly before coming in fully a plate of fruits in her hands. She placed it on the bed and sat opposite me as we remained silent

“He asked me to leave him” I finally spoke pouring it all out to her and she listened with rapt attention. Her face turned sour and I could see the empathy in her eyes as she listened to all I had said. She pulled me in for a warm embrace and left me to sleep as my eye lids got heavy later on

“The ringing from my bedside made me turn and and unplugged my phone from its charger and pressed it to my ear not even checking for a caller id as I was too tired

“Hello?” I murmured

“Regina?” came his low strained voice

“Daniel?” I straightened up immediately and pressed the phone even more closer to my ears as if to hear him more clearly

“Daniel are you okay?” my heart was pounding in my chest from just hearing his voice

“My-chest, my-chest -hurts -Regina. I -can't -breathe” he said counting his words in obvious difficulty for words

“I'm sorry Regina, I'm sorry for everything” he said slowly before I heard a loud thud like something dropping to the floor before the line went dead


“Daniel? Daniel”.... I cried screaming and it felt like my screams were caught in my throat as my body jerked with my sobbing.


I screamed but the sounds didn't seem to be coming out as I kept yelling out for Daniel

“Regina....Regina” I kept hearing a faint voice calling out my name but was to absorbed in my tears to check who. The voice continued and got a bit louder and my body felt like it was being shook

“Regina wake up” Jane's voice got loud and clear as my eyes flung open, my breathing erratic as I saw them both staring down at me with panicked look in their eyes. She sat, pulling me in as she stroked my hair and I focused on stilling my beating heart

“It was a dream?” I asked no one in particular as my thoughts were hazy

“It was” Jane said over my shoulders before pulling away to wipe my sweaty and tear stained face

Her fiancee finally left when he was sure I was okay and Jane opted to stay with me for the night

Morning came and my lids felt like they weighed a ton. I got down the bed and noticed Jane was no longer there as I sluggishly made my way to the bathroom to wash up. The water did close to nothing at making me feel like I just pulled a heavy load but got dressed all the same and made my way to the living room. Jane beamed as she saw me and I sent her a strained smile before sitting

“Where's Dave?” I asked

“He's gone to work” she replied placing a plate of food in front of me and I could almost taste the puke rising up my stomach from just the aroma. I smiled and thanked her knowing fully well I'm not going to have an appetite for food

“You're welcome” she answered grabbing her handbag. “I'm leaving for work, are you sure you're going to be okay?”

I nodded with a smile.

“Call me if anything happens, even if you want to talk and i'll come running over. Okay?”

“Thank you” I said grateful for her care and she replied with a hug before leaving. I kept checking my phone for calls from him or any news but none came making me even more worried. But then my phone suddenly rang and with the speed of a light I grabbed it and pressed it to my ears.

“Gina” came my mother's soft tone and the disappointment hit me hard. But I pushed it aside and faked a smile even though she clearly can't see me

“Mummy, how are you? How's daddy and junior?”

“We're all fine, and you? How's Daniel? She asked and my insides began to twist

“He's- he's fine mum” I stuttered trying not to give anything away, but I'm not sure I fooled her cause she immediately asked if everything's okay. I lied and told her everything's fine

“How's Junior's school?” I tried to cover up any suspicion she might be having, and I guessed it worked since she replied and began telling about things going on in their lives. We hung up after I promised to visit them

I sighed and took the now cold meal back to the kitchen no appetite whatsoever and headed to the room laying on the bed

Days passed and I could barely eat anything and Jane was beginning to worry for my health. I haven't heard from Daniel as he's line was no longer available. But Jane assured me he was somewhat fine since she went to his office and made his secretary tell her if he's okay, and she did putting my mind at ease

I visited my parents and continued with the facade of everything being okay although my mom noticed my loss of weight, but I flagged it off as me just shedding some weight.

I decided to go see Jane in her bridal shop after the visit. As I walked through the door, a sudden surge of dizziness hit me and I held my head and closed my eyes shut trying to regain my self but then felt myself falling as Jane screamed and ran over to my side


My eyes fluttered open as I blinked a little taking in the sterile surrounding. I turned my head to the side and saw Jane sitting at the far end corner of the room, her head in a bent position. My eyes got wider as the sudden realisation hit me that I am infact in a hospital

Squirming a bit on the bed, Jane noticed my movement and ran over to my bedside, her face lightening up when she saw me awake

“What happened” I tried to say helping my self to sit up, but instead released a low groan as my throat seemed parched. She helped in readjusting the pillow, so as to let me sit up

“Here” she stretched out a bottle of water, removing it's cap before handing it over to me. I took it, drank a little before handing it back to her thanking her

“You passed out” she stated as if reading my thoughts while my brow just creased

“Passed out?” the last thing I remember was leaving my parent's place and was on my way to come see her. “I guessed I neglected my for body too long” I sighed turning to look at her but her face suddenly had something in them, something I couldn't really place. She gave a strained smile before nodding “Yes”

“Jane is something wrong?” she squirmed on the side of the bed she was sitting as soon as I asked before opening her mouth to say something but the sound of the door opening cut her off. She breathed out in relive as the doctor walked in and came to stand in front of us, making me even more convinced she's hiding something

“How are you feeling?” he smiled calmly and I nodded also giving him a strained smile. “Well congratulations” he said glancing at a chart, my chart I presumed before looking up to me once more.

“Yea, I'll live” I replied sarcastically before my head fell and my mind drifted, and thoughts of all that's been happening came flooding back, bringing about a ache in my head. I groaned raising my hand to my head as if to magically ease the ache

“........ as it is still fragile” my head whipped up, barely catching his last words but didn't really care as I was now tired of hospitals as I is but they were both now staring down at me

“Are you okay?” he asked

“I'm fine” I replied, as I lowered my hands, my gaze fixed on him

“I'm I free to go?” I asked and he nodded.

“You just have to sign these, since you've already cleared the bills” he gave Jane my discharge papers. She went about that and I got down the bed, making sure not to fall flat on my face as I steadied both legs to the ground. Jane came to my side after she handed over the papers to him and we made to leave the ward

“Make sure to take care of your health now more than ever” the doctor said to me, my brows furrowed but I nodded anyway and walked out with Jane. We got home and I headed to my room as Jane immediately left to the kitchen to prepare something. She came back later with a tray carrying a plate of meal on it and came to my bedside

“I'm not really hungry Jane” I mumbled as I felt the bed dip and turned to see the plate of meal on the bed

“You have to eat Regina” you've been crying yourself to sleep for days now and don't think I didn't notice. You have to think about your health”

“I miss him Jane” I sat up sniffling as the tears welled up in my eyes. “I keep thinking about him, if he eats fine, if he's breathing fine, or what if he gets an episode?” the tears trailed down as she brought her thumb over to my face to wipe it off

“I know you love him, you miss him and you're hurting, but you have to think about your own health for now. You fainted Regina, you haven't been eating, you're loosing weight and now you're ca......” she stooped all of a sudden as if realising she was about spilling something she isn't suppose to

“Jane?” I asked

“You need to see this” she said bringing out a paper from her pocket before extending it to me. I glanced briefly at her then the paper in her stretched out hand, unsure why she's giving me it, but decided to take it. My eyes widened as I scanned it's content and the paper suddenly felt heavy in my hands, as they got shaky all of a sudden from holding it. I looked up from the paper to Jane and she nodded as if in confirmation.

...To be continued

Choices And Chances - Episode 11


A Story by Lydia Jonathan

He remained still, too still infact, like I struck a cord. After standing a while,he moved from his standing spot by the door, moved past me and headed for the couch

“I'm right, I'm I not? I asked and he stopped immediately and turned to look at me

“You know what?, you're actually right” he didn't even bother denying it “I'm tired Regina”

“Oh my God” I muttered, my hands flung to my mouth to cover my now quivering lips

“Regina”..... he moved to touch me, but I took a step back prompting him to stop. He ran his hands through his hair frustratedly as he paced the living room

“All these while, I kept thinking we stood a chance, that we can fight this. But what? You're just going to....

“Don't you dare say it Regina” he snapped. “To give up? Not giving hope a chance? Is that what you think? He chuckled and my stomach churned from the sound of it.

“I've tried Regina, I have. But it's not easy anymore” he sighed dragging his hands through his face

“I'm tired Regina” he murmured, so low I barely heard him, and I could tell from his face he meant every word

I moved closer to where he was, placing both hands on his face. “There's always hope Daniel, you shouldn't give up just yet” I caressed his cheek. He chuckled, dropping my hands from his face much to my dismay

“You don't get it. I'm dying Regina, and you know the funny part? I don't care anymore. I've accepted it”

“No” I shook my head “You're not going to die, you'll live”

“No Regina, I'm dying already” he placed my hand on his chest where his heart lay, and I could feel the rapid beating of his heart due to the stress it it was passing through now. “Feel it Regina, it's not.... it's not.... he stopped to take a deep breath and I removed my shaky hand from his chest

“You know what's worse than being told you have Cardiomegaly(enlarged heart)? Finally having a transplant due to its severity, only to think that at least you got another chance at life. But alas, years later, your body starts rejecting the heart. After years of taking anti-rejection medicines, it still did start rejecting it. The tears trailed down as I heard new details about his illness

“I never smoked, never was a smoker. I drank, but only at a minimum. You can't imagine how sometimes I find it so hard to breath, or how after series of fighting it, I passed out in my office, rolled to the emergency unit to be told by my doctor I needed a transplant or I'd die” he smiled sadly, rubbing his palm on his face before going on

“I almost gave up, but still held on to that tiny shred of hope that I'd get a donor. And in the last minute, miraculously one showed up. A badly injured man, rolled to the emergency unit died, and his heart was given to me, and it fit. I was glad, I survived. Although I was a bit sad someone had to die for me to live, but I paid for it by making sure I make good use of his heart. And then one day I met you. It's like everything was falling into place. I fell head over heels in love with you, so I put a ring on it. We were happy, but then the dizziness came back. Doctor said my body's rejecting the heart” he stopped to look at me and I was now bawling

“You see why I said I had a rotten luck?” I just wanted to be normal, meet and marry the girl I love, have kids, grow old with them around. Then die when it's time, but I guess that wasn't cut out for me.

“Death is inevitable Regina” he came to were I was standing crying uncontrollably and held both my shoulders “Everyone dies. While some have the privilege of dying after having lived a full life, some don't get that chance. But you know one good thing I got from life? I got to meet you Regina”


My sobbing continued even as he brought his thumb to wipe my tears. It felt like the more he wiped, the more the tears rolled down

“Regina” he called my name gently, but that seemed to aggravate the tears as my whole being shook from my crying. He pulled me into him and held me tightly against his chest as I bawled my eyes out in his arms

After few minutes of continuous sobbing, it reduced and I pulled away slowly from him, wiping my tears as I looked into his eyes. They were red from unshed tears. I could tell he's holding it all in for me, Its way harder for him. He's the one with the illness, but he's doing all he can to hold it all together for me, and that includes putting up a strong front when I can tell he was dying on the inside, more than even the illness itself is causing.

I wiped the stray tear that escaped my eyes as I stared deeply into my husband's eyes. He looked so dejected, if that being word enough to qualify his current state

I cupped his face and planted a lingering kiss on his lips before pulling away to look at him once more. “Lets forget” I whispered “It doesn't matter, we'll get through it”

“Regina.... he tried to to argue but I stopped him by placing my lips on his once more, this time lingering in even longer. It didn't take much time before he returned the kiss and wrapped his hands around me pulling me in

We pulled away to catch our breaths

“I.... we.... it's going to”.... I tried to accumulate meaningful words, but fell short as my face fell. He got the idea and without saying any word caught my lips once more and lifted me up. My legs went round his torso instinctly and my hands snaked his neck as he carried us up the stairs, all the way to the bedroom, not breaking the kiss. He laid me down gently on the bed as he pulled away and he climbed up hovering over me. “I love you” he whispered looking into my eyes before lowering himself to catch my lips


The morning sun shone brightly, illuminating the room. A ray caught his face and he scrunched up rolling over to my side to dodge it. A smile formed on my lips as his face was now close to mine. I stretched out my hands and traced the outline of his jaws. He looked so peaceful sleeping, but then his eyes flicked open when my hands moved to his lips

“Morning” he smiled

“Morning” I replied moving my face closer to kiss him lightly

We laid still staring deeply into each others eyes when his phone rang, breaking our concentration. I picked if from my corner where it was ringing and handed it over to him

“Hello Lily” he said to the other person on the line, who was his secretary

“Alright Lily, I know, I'll be right......

“Hi Emily” I took the phone from him and pressed it to my ears, ignoring his questioning gaze

“I'm sorry he can't make it today, or even tomorrow. So if you could please send all necessary documents he has to work with home, that'd be great”

“Okay, thanks” I hung up and dropped the phone before turning to look at me

“Taking charge aren't we?” he smirked

“You need the rest” I replied before snuggling into him. He draped his hands over my waist and pulled me in closer as we enjoyed the rest of the morning in bed

Emily sent in the documents later on and he went about processing and signing when necessary. I brought him tea and asked if he needed help which he shook his head against as he continued working

The days rolled by, and each day he worries even more as to why I'm not going to work. My reply always was that I took a sick leave, but even I know I've extended it way too long. But I can't go anywhere knowing fully well he's ill. And then one day, it happened.


“Daniel, I made you orange juice. I'm not sure it's supposed to taste this way though, it doesn't taste like an orange juice, unlike it's name” I laughed at my own joke as I made my way to him but was surprised when he remained quiet, his back turned to me

“Daniel?” I called, placing the glass of juice down on the table before going over to his side. I turned him around and a gasp escaped my lips.

“Oh my God! Daniel” I rushed and sat him down, while his hand clasped his chest in obvious pain. I quickly grabbed my phone and rang Dr Jeremiah

“Doctor” I breathed out as soon as he picked up

“Its Daniel, he's having trouble breathing. His breaths are coming out in pants and he doesn't look good” I sobbed

“Calm down Regina” he cooed “and bring him to the hospital quickly”

I didn't wait to be told otherwise as I threw the phone aside and helped Daniel up on his feet at the same time yelling out for John to come help. He came and met me halfway and helped put Daniel in the car

There was an obvious concern on his face, but he knew better to not ask any questions as he left to go open the gate for me.

I drove out the gate speedily like a maniac earning a groan from Daniel

“Take it easy Regina, you're going to get us killed” he groaned holding unto his chest

“Daniel, you'll be okay, you'll be okay” I kept chanting as I drove to the hospital

“The doctors and nurses received us and wheeled him inside, and started work on him

Few hour later, he was stable and breathing fine with the help of the oxygen mask on his face.

Dr Jeremiah came in to check on him, as he was awake. After confirming he was okay enough, the mask was taken off and I could see the worried look on his face after he finished his examination.

He turned to give a strained smile before patting my shoulders and left the ward leaving me alone with Daniel

I moved closer to Daniel and sat on his bed, giving him an “everything's-okay” smile. He was looking at me but didn't say a word and I guess he didn't have to because there was nothing left to say

We headed home, a heavy silence hanging in the atmosphere. We got home and he slept off immediately his head touched his pillows. I sighed, placing a soft kiss on his forehead before leaving the room to let him rest

The days that followed got harder, he barely spoke three words to me. Although I knew he's feeling guilty to me for all that's going on, but I just want things to go back to normal. He resumed his work against my protest, he argued there was no point in doing nothing.

Days turned weeks and it started to take a toil on him. He can barely spend half a day at work and so comes home a whole lot earlier. I was glad he comes home earlier now, but it broke me to see him struggle everyday. It got to a point he started working from home. His face got paler and he began to loose weight. We almost frequented the hospital if not so and it began to wear him down. His room was soon set up with aids for him for emergency purposes. It was hard seeing him go through all of it and knowing I can do nothing about it was worse. It got even harder to feign a smile when he gets an episode without wanting to breakdown and sob bitterly. Every passing day he was becoming a shell of his former self and everyday it gets worse as it seemed to suck the life out of him slowly

“Hi” I smiled widely as I shut the door entering into his home office

“I brought you tea” I set the mug down with the coaster beneath it

“Thanks” he murmured and pressed the mug to his lips taking a sip before placing it back down. I smiled and turned to exit the room but stopped when he called me

“Yes?” I turned around, his face seemed like it's been drained of blood from how pale he looked. He took a deep breath and got up his seat and came to stand in front of me but didn't say a word. He looked like he was struggling on the inside, like something else was bothering him

“Daniel? Is something wrong? I held out my palm as I took his into mine

“You need to leave me Regina” he let out. “You have to get away from me”.

...To be continued

Heartstrings - Episode 9


By Serah Iyare

It was three in the morning. He had not been able to sleep a wink. His thoughts were consumed with his intimate encounter with Misi. If he had not regained his senses, he would have slept with her and regretted it afterwards. He found pleasure in the fact that she was also attracted to him. He turned on his side. Was his heart ready to commit to another woman? He doesn’t know her well enough to trust her. He wasn’t looking forward to getting hurt again. If he took things slow and court her friendship, in time, he might be ready for a serious solid futuristic commitment. What if she couldn’t wait? The thought of seeing her with someone else made his blood boil. He lay on his tummy.

Oh God… I really, really like this girl.

He remembered the day he saw her singing and dancing in the kitchen. He raised the corners of his mouth in a smile. The house had seemed kind of quiet since the Phillips moved out. He missed the noise and coming home to an empty house had turned into a daily unpleasant experience. It was high time he settled down.


She opened the door and walked into the large office space. She sighted Eno seated in her cubicle and sighed with relief. She had been trying to see her all day, but, she had been tied up with one assignment or the other. She approached her desk and took the empty seat opposite her.

“Hey! Hi, hi,” Eno smiled at her.

“You have been scarce,” she eyed her.

Eno rested against her chair and sighed, “My madam has been on my neck.”

Misi crossed her legs and looked around her, “You are lucky.”

Eno rolled her eyes.

“Seriously, I work in an office with a bunch of guys who wear spectacles… at least, you have a better crowd.”

Eno let out a throaty laugh. She had been to the Accounts office a number of times. There were several unattractive bald guys who had their heads in their books and didn’t talk much.

“I thought there were three ladies in that office,” she grinned.

“Two of them to be precise,” Misi pouted.

“Plus you, that’s three.”

Misi folded her arms across her bosom and feigned sadness, “We need more women in that office.”

Eno reached out and patted her on the shoulder, “You will get used to it.”

Misi pressed her lips together and motioned at the pack of Pringles on the desk. Eno picked it up and passed it to her.

“Thanks,” she opened it and threw a few slices into her mouth, “Is your elder brother unavailable?”

Eno raised an eyebrow, “Which one of them?”

“The doctor,” she looked at her steadily.

Hazel eyes seized up curious brown ones, “Who wants to know?”


Eno’s interest increased, “Why do you want to know?”

“He is sort of indecisive,” her brown eyes darted away.

Eno drew her chair closer to the desk and focused her attention on her, “What do you mean?”

She sighed and closed the pack of Pringles, “He… he said it’s being a crazy period for him.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. Her brother rarely talked about his personal issues with people he hardly knew. Why did he open up to Misi?

“What does he mean?” she searched her face.

Eno looked away. She wouldn’t wish for a repeat of what her brother went through when the wedding was called off.

“I don’t quite get him,” she stressed.

“Why don’t you ask him?” Eno folded her arms against her chest.

Misi directed her gaze at the poster on the wall. She wasn’t ready to face him yet. The last time they met, things had gotten kind of heated.

Eno noticed the conflict in her brown eyes. Did something happen between them? “Do you like him?”

Misi turned her head her and met her eager gaze. She opened her mouth but no words came out. She closed it and turned away. Liking the doctor was an understatement. She was falling in love with him.

“You do like him, don’t you? I can see it in your eyes,” her hazel eyes brightened.

Misi didn’t respond. She shifted on the seat and cleared her throat.

“What exactly did he tell you?” Eno watched her. She could tell that something had transpired between her brother and her new friend.

Misi scratched a spot on her head, “He… we… I…” she bit at her lower lip. How does she explain the confusion she was immersed in?

“You can talk to me,” she tried to encourage her.

Misi bowed her head, clasped her hands and cleared her throat again, “I have been attracted to your brother since the day he rescued us from the angry crowd on his street.”

Eno listened attentively and observed her.

“My feelings grew each passing day. Initially, I thought it was because he helped us… but, later, I discovered that it was much stronger than

that,” she raised her head. She felt encouraged by the empathy in Eno’s eyes, “I know he likes me too, but, he… he is like… sort of restrained,

I don’t know.”

She nodded. Her brother had been hurt by his best friend and his ex. It would be hard to trust another with his heart.

“Some days ago, he visited us. The craziest thing happened,” Misi averted her eyes.

She narrowed her gaze, “What happened?”

Misi covered her face with a hand, “I kissed him.”

“Lord God Almighty!” Her eyes grew big in wonder.

Misi peeped through her hand, “He kissed me back and... and...”

“Aaaaaaah!” her scream attracted attention.

Misi looked around them. She became aware that some of her new friend’s colleagues were looking in their direction.

“Sorry…” Eno whispered.

Misi folded her arms across her chest and sighed.

“Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,” Eno fanned her face with a hand.

“We… I… the next thing I knew, we were in the bedroom,” she felt the need to tell her everything that had been eating her up for the past few days.

Eno covered her mouth with a hand and stifled the shriek that erupted from within her.

“We came back to our senses before… you know,” she looked away.

“My God… that is some chemistry,” she whistled.

Misi returned her gaze to her excited face.

“Bassey must really like you. As far back as I can remember, he is very principled. He doesn’t touch anyone he isn’t committed to. He doesn’t

sleep with anyone he isn’t prepared to marry, though, he doesn’t believe in sex before marriage. You, you are not even dating him and… and he is all over you,” she gave a shake of head in amazement.

“I have the same ideology.”

“Good for you,” Eno watched her.

“I don’t make out with every Dick and Harry I meet either.”

She chuckled, “He must really, really like you to have thrown caution into the wind and… and ate you all up.”

“He said he isn’t ready. Why?” a pained look took over her face.

“Hmmm…” she darted her eyes left, then right, “Why don’t you ask him?”

She sighed and scratched a spot on her brow, “I don’t know if I can face him…face the truth.”

Eno shrugged, “But, it is better you know what you are up against.”

She covered her face with both hands, “I don’t know.”

“What are you afraid of?”

She peeped through her hands and sighed heavily.

“I trust my brother. He knows how to exercise his self-control, even at the last second. “

Misi wrapped her hands around her body. She wasn’t convinced. The man that kissed her back the other night was far from exercising

self-control. It didn’t bother her, what she was concerned about was that, she might not be able to stop him the next time he touched her.

Eno smiled to herself. She was happy that her brother was falling for someone else. They had been afraid that he might not think of getting marriage in another five years. God had answered their prayers by bringing the Philips into their lives. Misi had broken the spell of depression upon his life. It was only a matter of time. He would be ready to settle down sooner than they had thought.

...To be continued

Choices And Chances - Episode 10


A Story by Lydia Jonathan

I was awake but too tired to actually get up. I steered blindly to the other side hoping to feel a hard chest, but didn't feel any. With my hand, I searched blindly for him on the bed, but wasn't touching anything. My eyes flung wide open immediately to see myself alone in the wide king-sized bed. I jumped down fearing for the unknown. What if he had collapsed again, the doctor did say it'll get worse.

I opened the bathroom door but he wasn't there. “Daniel?” I called out leaving the room but didn't get a reply. Panic was now sipping into me as I made my way downstairs

“Daniel?” I yelled searching through rooms for him but there wasn't any sign of him. He couldn't have gone to work right? He wasn't strong and the doctor said he should stay clear from strenuous activities. I kept yelling out his name, my mind consumed as many thoughts were going through it, but he was not were to be found. I stood in the living room, with no sign of him as I frustratedly ran my hands through my hair having no idea what to do, when the noise of a bowl hitting the ground caught my attention, and it came from the direction of the kitchen. I hurriedly made my way to the kitchen, and the sight was simply....

“I don't know if to get mad that you aren't keeping Dr Jeremiah's instructions or to laugh” I scoffed and he turned to me grinning

“Good morning honey” he greeted with a smile, and I couldn't help the warmth that spread through my chest

“What are you doing?” I moved closer to his side to help with the things he spilled

“I'm making breakfast” he stated like it was the most obvious thing

“Okay, first off, you don't need to do that, mostly because you can't cook. And second, are you sure you know what you're doing?which brings us right back to what exactly are you doing? I was trying hard to hide the laugh as I pointed the bowl at him

“Laugh all you want” he took the bowl from me and placed it on the counter and lifted me also onto the counter. I was now towering him and he parted my legs and positioned himself in-between them. He held my neck and pulled my face closer to his, as he placed a gentle kiss on my lips before pulling away. And in that moment the thought of my morning breath didn't even cross my mind as my lips tingled from the sensation

“How did you sleep?”

“Good” I nodded before turning back to the pot on the stove which was almost burning now. He noticed also and pulled away from me just in time to put off the gas and I couldn't help but laugh

“Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes” he announced exaggerately like a chef in a cooking show and I laughed out loud. I really missed this side of him. I jumped down from the counter and snaked my hands round his torso from behind, the side of my face pressed to his back

“I missed this” I whispered to his back

“I'm sorry” he said after a long pause, and I knew it probably affected him more than I did, cause he did all that for my sake

“No, it's not your fault” I shook my head

He pulled my hands from around him and turned to face me. Cupping my face in his hands, he kissed me passionately, before pulling away

“It is. I just wish”...... he trailed off

“I know” I smiled reassuredly at him. “Now I need to go bathe” I breathed out “And await your special meal” I left his side and headed towards the door smiling

“Oh it's going to be special alright” he said from behind me and I could feel his smirk on


Breakfast wasn't half bad, judging from the fact that he couldn't cook to save his life before. It was a step up

“I've learned a lot” he boasted when I complimented him. We finished eating and decided to stay in for the day and just enjoy each other's company. We were now settled in the living room and watching a movie, my head resting on his lap as he stroked my hair gently

“Honey?” he called, halfway through the movie

“Hmm?” I murmured my gaze still on the tv

“My parents called, they're coming over”

“What!!” my gaze left the TV almost immediately, and was now on his. He had on a guilty smile on. This can't be good.


“Good afternoon sir, good afternoon ma. Welcome” I greeted as soon as they got in. Daniel forgot the little detail of telling when exactly they were going to come when he dropped the “They're coming over” bomb on me. So seeing them twenty minutes later didn't help the nervousness in the pit of my stomach as I wasn't well prepared

The Walters are no doubt very affluential and his dad had a wealthy aura all over him, his salt and pepper hair very low on his head, almost not there. He looked really good for an old man although there were distinct features that showed he really was old, they're almost invincible mere looking.

His mother on the other hand looks anything but old. She looked really young for her age, and very vibrant. Cant say I'd ever get tired of admiring her whenever I see her

“Ma” I went ahead to hug her, with the apron still sprung over my body, but she didn't mind and returned my hug, her wide smile matching mine. His dad also hugged me before pulling away to shake hands with son after his mom had let go of him

We were soon settled on the dining room as I passed round the food amongst us. We ate and various mild discussions came up, we chatted and laughed over them.

I glanced over at Daniel but he seemed indifferent. We had agreed we would tell his parents about his illness when we next see them, as they didn't know about it.

They knew he got a bit sick before we got married, he had told me. But he never told them how severe it was, even life threatening

Mr Walter went on to talk about business with Daniel and his mom held small talk with me about my health and subtly hinting on why I haven't gotten pregnant yet. I tried as much as I could without making it disrespectful that we were waiting on God's time all the while my chest hammering on my chest about Daniel's decision to tell them. How would they take it? He is their only son, and for them they knew me as their son's saving grace. Due to his diagnose, he took it hard before he had met me, that's why they didn't hide their love for me. Little did they know there was a reason for his behaviour

I answered her last question with a smile and she smiled also as we turned to father and son since they were done also. Daniel and mine eyes connected and I made a eye signal for him to tell them, though he still remained indifferent, I could tell he got tensed when I passed the signal. He cleared his throat drawing their attention to himself. I stood and went to sit close to him, found his hand and it felt sweaty. I squeezed gently and smiled reassuredly at him and nodded for him to go on

He took a deep breath and turned to his parents curious gazes as they took in our light gestures

“Mom, Dad” I have something to tell you.


After giving my hand one last squeeze, he let go and clasped both his hands together before once more looking up to meet their gazes

“I'm sick” he finally let out to his parents. The atmosphere was so calm one could hear a pin drop. I held my breath awaiting his parent's reaction but didn't get any. I dared look up to catch their expressions. His mother no longer had that cheerful look on her face, instead a worried one found its way in on her beautiful face while his father seemed indifferent for some reason. I took Daniel's hand now resting on his lap and entwined both our hands and he subconsciously squeezed it, his face to the ground now

“Have you met your doctor?” his dad all of a sudden asked as Daniel's face shut up, and the squeeze to my hands got tighter causing me to flinch from the pain but dared not pull away as he needed it

“Yes” he replied

“What did he say is wrong, is he serious can he treat it?” his mother asked, her shaky voice betraying her at being strong unlike the facade she was giving. He looked at his mom and I could see the pain in his eyes as he immediately looked away from her to me.

“Its more complicated than that” he said still looking at me. I kept quiet, knowing where this was headed and how hard it was becoming for him

“I had a transplant” he said, and in that moment, everything was as if it was going in slow motion. I was stunned beyond words as I gazed into his eyes

“What?” I muttered.


If the room was silent before, it got to whole new height of silence. There was a sudden buzzing sound in my head, as my thoughts spiralled. “I had a transplant” his words kept repeating in my head zeroing out every other thoughts.

The sniffling sounds of his mom's silent sobs drew me out of my thoughts. I turned to her and tears were trailing down her cheeks, her hands covering her mouth muffling her sobs. I glanced at his dad, long enough to see the different emotions playing on his face but that of anger standing out, before turning back to Daniel. Our hands no longer entwined, I must have dropped his out of shock

“It's all our fault” his mother spoke amidst tears

“Mom it's no one's fault but my luck”

“Why didn't you tell us” his father asked, his fists clenching and unclenching in a fit to suppress his anger

“I didn't want you guys to worry”

“Its our job to worry” his father's words bellowed, causing me to squirm in my seat. It is the first time I am seeing him this angry, but Daniel remained unshakened, like he was prepared for this. “You are our only son and you are way to young to be going through this on your own. You told us it wasn't serious, you told us you were fine” his father further emphasized trying so hard to hold it together

My head shot up immediately I heard his dad's words. His parents knew he was sick?

“It wasn't. I guess it was just my luck, cause it turns out I have a rotten one” he snickered.

I saw a jaw in his father's face tick and his mom's sobs got louder

“Mom please stop crying” he begged, but she paid him no heed and continued her sobbing. His dad got up from his seat on the couch and moved closer to his wife, putting his hand around her. She leaned on his shoulder and sobbed bitterly

I could see the pain in both father and son's eyes, but his father's was mixed with anger as he seemed helpless. I could tell he loves his little family so much and his son hiding something of sort not only rendered him useless but also caused a bruise. He went ahead to console his wife, as Daniel glanced briefly at them before meeting my gaze. He looked drained. He looked tired and I couldn't help but feel sorry for him even when I was angry he left out such detail

His parents left soon after. Though his mother was still shaken up pretty bad, she was still enough to walk back to the car as the drove out the gate

“You've lost hope” I spoke as soon as we got back inside the house. “That's why you didn't bother telling me, or even your parents. You've given up” I let out the secret he has been trying to hide all this while. It all made sense now.

...To be continued

Heartstrings - Episode 8


By Serah Iyare

He closed from work and decided to check on the Philips before heading home that evening. Their apartment was in a three storey building, five houses away from where his clinic was located. He said goodbye to the receptionist on his way out and walked briskly to the spot he parked his car. He got in, drove out of the large compound and down the busy street. He maneuvered the car into a space he found outside the brown painted three storey building. He killed the engine and stepped down from the vehicle. He locked it and strode into the building. The Philips’ flat was on the ground floor. He greeted the security guard and walked towards one of flat at the back of the building. He pressed the door bell and waited. He looked around him and noticed the semi-clean surrounding.

“Doctor!” Tofunmi opened the door and saw him standing two feet away.

“Good evening,” he smiled back at her.

“Evening, please come in,” she stepped back into the house.

“I thought I should check up on you all…”

“Oh… thank you.”

He followed her into the sitting room and found Tomisin and his daughter at the dining.

“Good evening sir,” Bassey bowed his head.

“Evening doctor,” Tomisin rose.

“Please sit down sir.”

He smiled and sat down, “Why don’t you join us?”

“Thank you,” Bassey pulled out one of the empty chairs at the dining and sat down opposite Misi.

“Evening…” her eyes remained on her meal.

“Evening,” he lifted his eyes and searched her face.

Tofunmi rushed into the kitchen and returned with a plate of pounded yam and a bowl of egusi soup with grilled fresh fish. She placed the meal before him and took a seat beside her husband.

“Misi got a job as an accountant at your sister’s place of work today.”

He looked from mother to daughter, “That is wonderful,” he felt like a burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

“She is starting tomorrow.”

He glanced at the proud father, “This is good news.”

“God has used you and your family to help us in ways we can hardly imagine. We are grateful,” Tofunmi smiled with gratitude.

“We thank God ma,” he smiled back at the elderly woman and started to eat.

Tomisin held his wife’s hand, “We got a call from your dad this evening.”

Bassey raised his head and stared at the couple.

“They want us to work as Supervisors in their Calabar food restaurant here in Ikeja,” Tomisin’s eyes began wet with tears.

Bassey closed his eyes and sighed. He had spoken to his parents about the Philips unemployment. He opened his eyes and grinned.

“We are also starting tomorrow,” Tofunmi’s excitement radiated on her face.

“God has wiped away our tears and replaced our shame with honour,” her husband chimed in.

The couple exchanged glances. Their dark eyes shone with happy tears.

He was very happy for them. He turned to look at their daughter. Her brown hair was packed in a bun on top of her head. A red hair-band

held it together at the center. She looked pretty with little or no make-up on her face. She had a natural beauty. Many girls lacked that. Her singing and dancing image flashed through his mind. His brows creased in a frown. He hoped her image would stop tormenting his dreams now that she doesn’t live with him anymore. He concentrated on his food and ate it all. He washed his hands in the bowl of water beside his plate and wiped his hands with the napkin on the table.

“Thank you ma, it was delicious.”

The couple laughed lightly and stared at their daughter. He followed their gaze. She raised her head and realized that they were all staring at her.

“Did Misi cook the food?” he searched their happy faces.

“Yes,” her parents chorused.

“Wow…” he got up, “I am impressed.”

Misi dropped her head and tried to stop herself from smiling.

“I have to head home now, please call me as often as you need to.”

“Thank you doctor,” they chorused.

Her father signal to her. She washed her hands and shifted her chair backwards.

She got to her feet, “Let me see you off.”

They both walked towards the door.

“Take care of your parents,” he glanced at her.

“I will,” She opened the front door.

He stepped out and then turned to look at her. Bright honey coloured eyes drilled into brown ones that became tensed due to the intensity of his gaze.

Her heart beat accelerated and the heat of their proximity made her to feel light headed. Out of the blue, something deep within propelled her to close the gap between them.

As if he was been controlled by the same feeling, he brushed a hand over her smooth chocolate brown oval face. She shuddered at his touch and parted her lips. His gaze dropped to her small cute wet mouth. He swallowed hard and tried to still his raging emotions. She wrapped her arms around him and sealed his lips with a kiss. Shock waves flew in every direction in his system. A deep longing within him took over. He kissed her back, lost in the euphoria of the moment. She trembled in his arms and melted into him. His hands slid down her back and caressed her buttocks. She moaned and tightened her grip on him. They moved back into the house and he shut the door with his leg.

She felt his hardness and paused. What were they doing? There was absolutely nothing between them. She shouldn’t have kissed him. Why did she allow her emotions to override her reasoning? She wanted to pull away, but, her hands were limp with desire.


Bassey held unto her firmly and led her into one of the bedrooms down the hall way. He couldn’t stop the kisses. The desire building within him

felt like a volcano about to erupt. All he could think about at that moment was to consume every inch of her.

His weight crushed her on the soft, firm, mattress. It registered on her mind that they were in one of the rooms, hers or her parents’? She couldn’t tell. What if they found them locked in each other’s arms? What would they think? She panicked and tore her lips away. She searched his face and the realization that he wanted her too came as a surprise. Was it possible that he had feelings for her too?

“What are we doing?” she whispered.

His eyelids flickered and his senses returned. What was he doing? What had he done? He released her and sat up quickly.

She lifted herself and sat beside him, “I am sorry,” she observed his firm face.

“No, I am sorry,” he returned her gaze, “I like you… I like you a lot.”

She batted her eyes. His confession shocked and excited her all at once.

“I… I have been thinking about you more than I should,” he looked away, “You have completely taken over my dreams, but, right now… I can’t

do anything about how I feel about you,” he got up and straightened his creased blue long sleeved shirt.

She raised her head and searched his face. If he really liked her, why wasn’t he ready to pursue something futuristic with her?

“It’s being a crazy period for me. I need time… I need time to get my priorities straight,” he stared back at her.

She dropped her head. A pained expression took over her face. If he had asked her out that night, her response would have been positive. What was holding him back? Was there another woman in his life? Maybe he didn’t like her enough to date her. She felt a lump in her throat. Why did she kiss him? She felt so stupid.

“I am sorry, I have to go,” he caught a glimpse of her, turned around and walked out.

She exhaled and wrapped her arms around her body. She placed her head on her laps and closed her eyes.

God … I am falling in love with someone who isn’t ready for a commitment.

Tears rolled down her face.

...To be continued

Heartstrings - Episode 7


By Serah Iyare

He saw Misi standing at the doorway clad in a knee length straight brown dress with a pink bow at the waist line. The colour blended with her chocolate brown skin, making her look fresh, clean and desirable. Her dark brown shoulder length hair was curled at the tip, giving her a stylish look.

“Welcome…” she felt uncomfortable under his gentle scrutiny. There was a gleam in his honey coloured eyes as he stared at her.

“Evening, how are you doing?” he stepped into the apartment.

“Fine,” she closed the door and followed him into the sitting room.

“Evening everyone,” he met his sister and the Philips watching the television.

“Welcome,” Eno winked at him.

“Evening doctor,” Mr. and Mrs. Philips greeted him.

“I hope there is food in this house,” he directed his gaze at his sister.

“Yes, I will set the dining,” Misi responded.

“Good, thanks,”he glanced at her and headed for his bedroom.

She hurried into the kitchen and brought out his bowl of ogbonna soup and a plate of semovita out of the microwave. She and Eno had made soup and stew that evening. She set it on a tray and carried it to the dining. She returned to the kitchen and brought out a pack of fruit juice from the refrigerator and picked a clean glass cup in the cupboard. She arranged it on the dining and dashed back to the kitchen. She filled an empty plastic bowl with water and reached out for one of the napkins hanging on the window. She took it to the dining table and joined Eno on the settee. She and Eno had hit it off that day. She found out that she worked at Wazobia radio station and coincidentally, they needed an accountant. Eno called her boss that noon and an interview date was scheduled for her. She believed that she would get the job. God had turned things around for her family and everything was working out for their good. She noticed when the doctor started eating. He was in his boxers and a white singlet. His fair skin made him to look like a half-caste. She wondered if his curly hair was natural or in perm. There were times when she was tempted to run her fingers through it.

How will it feel like?

She cleared her head. It wouldn’t be wise to develop feelings for someone that had decided to help her family with no strings attached. Relationship was the last thing on her mind anyway. Her last boyfriend had broken up with her when he got an opportunity to travel out of the country. He didn’t want a long distance relationship and he wasn’t ready to get married. Her family situation had also killed any desire to get involve with someone else. She might be ready to date again once they were back on their feet. She saw him leave the room. He must have finished eating. She got up and walked to the dining. She cleared the table and carried the empty dishes into the kitchen.


Eno left everyone in the sitting room and went to one of the guest rooms to sleep. She had told Misi to be ready early the next morning so that she could be interviewed by her boss and hopefully gain employment at the Radio Station. She liked the girl, despite her family’s financial condition; there was still an air of affluence about her. She had a calm and peaceful aura. It had been a while since she had met someone who was so full of gratitude and had a firm faith in God. If she was in her shoes, she wasn’t sure how she would have reacted or coped. The Philips had stood the test of time. They were an encouragement to all that God never failed.

Misi came in and joined her on the bed. Her parents and the doctor were still in the sitting room watching the news. She needed to wake up early the next day. She couldn’t afford to sleep late and risk waking up late in the morning. In a minute or two, they were both fast asleep.

Bassey called Tomisin aside and they spoke in low tones. His wife discerned that they wanted privacy. She bid them good night and left the room.

“I have secured an accommodation for you and your family.”

Tomisin gaped in surprise. He prayed within that God would bless the young man. The Lord had used a perfect stranger to rescue them when friends and family turned their backs on them.

“It is a two bedroom apartment right here in Ikeja.”

He clasped his hands together, “Thank you, thank you so much.”

“You are welcome sir.”

“God will bless you,” his eyes glistered with tears.

“Amen. My parents and siblings donated furniture, electronics, kitchen utensils, food stuff, provisions, and a host of other things.”

“Wow!” his excited gaze held the younger man’s happy ones.

“You can move in tomorrow if you like.”

“That is good news, thank you so much.”

“I am happy to be used by the Lord to help you and your family… just thank God.”

He nodded in appreciation. He couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. His heart expanded with joy, “God will bless you and your family beyond your wildest dreams.”

“Amen! Amen…”

Tomisin looked heavenwards, “Thank you so much Jesus. Oh God thank you.”

Bassey excused himself and went into his room. He would speak to his parents about how they could integrate Mr. and Mrs. Philips in their

work force. They had an outlet in Ikeja. The couple could work there and spend less on transportation. His brother had not given him feedback concerning vacancy in his place of work. He needed to get Misi a good job too. He had an accountant already in his clinic. If not, he would have employed her. He lay on the bed and soon drifted off to sleep. His dreams were completely taken over by the Philips’ daughter. She was singing and dancing.


Misi sat in the reception hall and watched the soap opera been shown on the flat screen television fixed on the wall beside the Front desk officer’s desk. She had done the interview and was waiting for Eno to give her feedback. She hoped she would get the job. She needed it. It would be so good to start working and earning money. Her father told her that morning that the doctor had rented a place for them to stay and his family had furnished it. It was a dream come through. After spending more than a year on the streets of Lagos, they now have a place of their own again. Her parents had moved in that morning and had sent the address through a text message. She planned to leave for their new home immediately she left Wazobia radio station premises. People like the Etims were very rare. How many people would help complete strangers? People hardly help people they knew, talk about strangers. She prayed that God would reward them a million fold.

She sighted Eno across the room, walking towards her, wearing a brown skirt suit. She had a beautiful and elegant physique. Her black high heeled shoes made her look taller than her five feet eight inches height. She was taller than her elder brother. Why was the last child in most families taller than everyone else? The doctor was an inch shorter than his sister, about five feet seven inches. Was he shorter than his younger brother too? She had never met Imabong, though she had heard a lot about him. She had always been interested in guys that were taller than she was. If she dated someone like the doctor, most of her high heeled shoes would become useless. He was her exact height.

“Babes… you got the job.”

“Eureka!” she leapt to her feet.

Eno drew her close in a hug, “I am so happy for you.”


She released her, “You are starting work tomorrow morning.”

“Wow!” her eyes glittered in excitement.

“Eight a.m on the dot.”

“I will be here.”

“Let me see you off to the gate,” she placed a hand around her shoulders and led her out.

...To be continued