Title: LOVE STRIVE
Episode 3
Written By: Idama Maxwell
#unedited
Tomiwa and I are gradually beginning to wax stronger in love, as this was crystal clear to everyone around. It became a daily routine that we both try at all cost to beat resumption time so that we could meet early enough at the parking lot, so as to start our day walking into the office together, smiling and gisting.
On several cases Tomiwa an exceptional cook had done series of local delicacies and brought to me at the office, it beats my imaginations how she wakes early enough to make all that and still resumes before 7am. In return I had done couple of lunch order for her to compliment her very sweet and nice gesture.
Five weeks of dating was almost seeming like we had been into each other for ages, from my past experience I had concluded and qualified love with lots of unworthy adjectives like love is a scam, love is wicked, love is not for the poor and lots more. With my affair with Tomiwa it dawned on me that love isn’t a scam its unfortunate that I had been in love with series of emotional fraudster “I said to myself”.
Few weeks later Tomiwa was sent on a course for five days, even though we spoke on phone countless times daily I still felt empty not performing our daily rituals of meeting at the car park, beginning my day with talking to her before work begins, eating from her lunch box, rushing to beat my 4pm closure target so we could seat in either of our cars gossiping about our day for close to an hour before driving back home.
This love is infectious, amazingly we are yet to have s*x, unlike me I would have at all cost struggled to lure her to bed, but this is not the case with Tomiwa. I even get scared to make the first move kissing her because am super careful not to send a wrong signal and spoil the entire vibe. Truly, relationship between colleagues has lots of advantages and also pitfalls. The very jovial Maxwell that everyone knows has become too cautious playing around other female colleagues, which some couldn’t hide and had mentioned it to me. Every step I make are intentional steps accompanied by critical self assessment question like ” if Tomiwa hears or sees this would she be happy?”.
Tomiwa’s flight was booked for 5:15pm on Friday which her training ended, she requested I meet her up at the airport to pick her. If only I can have a rewind of how fast I worked that day just to meet up, men I never knew I had such speed and accuracy. Truly home is where the heart lies, as I feel too comfortable with that which concerns my super duber love Tomiwa.
At 4:06pm I was done with work and immediately zoomed off to the airport. Finally at 6:10pm Tomiwa’s landed, I stood at the arrival point waiting patiently to see Tomiwa, everyone looked like her hahahaha hope I am not getting partially blind with love. Finally, I saw her on a black skimpy skirt, a nuude top, a nuude heel to match, I rushed to give her a hug, this feeling reminded me of my twin brother who traveled overseas for 10years, when I saw him the hug, laughter and smiles was endless. This was an exact replication with Tomiwa.
I assisted with her luggage to the car, I drove her to her house, while I was driving her hand was well stationed on my thighs, at interval I could feel the vibration of my p***s, this young man would not disgrace me I spoke with it internally using spiritual tongues in my mind to appeal yet he paid deaf ears. I had to employ a new scope of dipping my hands in my pocket when we arrived her place so that he could relax a bit.
I quickly rushed to the boot to pick her luggage, as she assisted with opening the door. After settling in, she offered me cashew nuts and a bottle of whiskey, while she insisted to defroze a can of stew so we could eat even with my refusal. Shortly, she had made rice and stew with neatly diced fried plantain, the aroma is not what I would love to refuse even when I initially declined the offer.
She dished the meal as we where eating my neighbour called to know if I was home as he informed me that there was a cult clash in my neighborhood with two death toll recorded this evening. She asked it was and I gave her a load down, she exclaimed in fear, please Max don’t go ooo, its Friday you ain’t going to work so please stay over please.
After meal she requested I come in to have a shower and gave me a pyjamas to wear afterwards. When I came out we sat at her wine bar to have a chat and kiss a glass of whiskey together, during our conversation my eyes where constantly picking her cleavages, she noticed and asked if I wanted to be fed. I had no response to this question as it will require a comprehensive past question and answer compilation to get the answer.
With the blink of an eye, she used her left hand to press a switch by the side of the bar to a red light as it gave me an instant reflection of the recent silhoutte challenge, could this be me partaking in this challenge I had sworn never to? She stretched her hand over my neck and slowly stepped down from her seat kissing me passionately, I couldn’t wait but to grab her bre@st c@ressing her passionately, while my other hand stationed solidly on her thick @ss, we sm0oched for over 30minutes, while I requested a penetr@tion she pressed the light and kissed my n1pple saying good night.
Do you know what frustration is? Yes this is frustration as I was left helpless as she moved straight to her reading table to conclude some of her pending jobs.
TO BE CONTINUED…
