Finding Love (part 4) 🔍🔎💓

She placed her order and surveyed her environment and someone got her attention. He was breathtakingly handsome with a ruggedness that will take you breath away, the way and manner he sits gives a suggestion that he is a successful man and possibly a billionaire. She felt him watch her and her breathing hitched, when he stood up and headed her way , her heart beat increased.
“Hello” he greeted
“Hi”
“what is a pretty woman like you doing here alone”
“just chilling”
“Can I buy you a drink”
“Sure”
“Give her a bloody Mary” he told the barman
“Lovely choice”
They got talking and she found out a little about him. He is Dare by name and he is also a Nigerian but it has been long he went home, though he is planning to return soon. His family is based in Lagos too. He has a sister and he is supervising a project here in Paris. He is a Civil Engineer.
“Dance with me” he said
“okay”
The song was slow and he was holding her too close. They kept staring into each other eyes and it happened, they locked lips.
The kiss was everything, he kissed her with vigor that shook her to the core it was both gentle and demanding. She returned the kiss which had him groaning. They didn’t know who broke the kiss.
“Let me take you to my room”
“okay” she replied.
They both ran and walked to the elevator once they were in the elevator they were in each others arm again the kiss was steamy. The elevator stopped and they made it to his suite in record time.
The moment he closed the door they continued he had her against the door and kept loving her mouth. One hand was on her Bosom and the other on her thighs. Her mind went to what she was doing, did she want to lose her virginity to a complete stranger a one night thing. She had planned giving it to James this night already before the mess.
“Are you okay” He asked
“Am I going too fast” he kept asking
“Should I stop”
” No please continue ”
They made it to the bed and he kept doing crazy things to her body, he loved the sound that comes out of her mouth never heard a s*xy** moan all his life.
He undressed them both and she became shy when she noticed the way he kept staring at her body . He had only his short on while she was completely Unclad.
“undress completely”she said
” Okay”
He pulled off his short and she inhaled ruggedly in, she kept thinking of how he will fit.
He used protection and entered her, and he felt her stiffen and cry out.
“Damn, you are a virgin aren’t you”
“Yes”
“you should have told me”
“It doesn’t matter now”
“I would have been gentler”
“can you now move please”
He smiled and started thrusting gently it was a beautiful feeling for her and when she reach her peak she crashed with him following suit.
They did again later in the night and fell into a peaceful sleep. She woke him up around dawn for more.
He woke up to an empty space in the m
orning with just a note

Thanks for a wonderful night.
Stella
No lady has ever walked out on him and he vowed to look for her.

To Be Continued…

Finding Love (part 3) 🔍🔎💓

“What the hell” She muttered
The sight before her got her rooted to the spot. It was her beloved boyfriend getting dirty with a lady she can place . She kept watching for sometime until she couldn’t take it anymore. She turned silently and was about to walk out she she heard James call her name but she was blinded with tears.
She kept running and bumped into someone.
“Hey be careful” he called out to her but she kept moving.
Her heart was breaking, she was blinded with rage and sorrow. She kept moving with no destination in mind, she just want to leave the vicinity
She stopped walking after what seems like an hour and later gave in to the tears that flooded her eyes. She can’t help but feel pains and sorrow, the man she love with everything she has has decided to betray her love and trust. She kept crying until late in the evening. Her phone started ringing. She kept ignoring it thinking it was him, after a while she decided to check who it was and it turned out to be Lola
“Hello” she greeted “Sorry I am bothering you, it is just that I want to be sure if Mrs. Rose has balanced up so her clothes can be delivered tomorrow” she asked
“Yea, she has it was when you travelled on Tuesday that she paid the balance into the company’s account” she answered trying to conceal her teary voice.
“What is wrong with you” her friend demanded
“Nothing”
“Don’t you dare lie to me, what is going on”
“I caught James cheating on me”
“What? her friend screamed over the phone
” yes I caught him”
” That bastard he so going to hear it from me. I will personally deal with him. He thinks he can cheat on you and go scout free, no way. I will make sure I show him that you can’t cheat on my friend”
“Lola calm down okay”
” I won’t that guy is a complete nitwit, how could he” she foamed
“it is okay”
“And I am not there with you how can I be sure you are going to be fyn” she went into her mother hen mode
“I will be”
” Make sure you leave him off your mind and enjoy your stay there, if possible go out and don’t let him affect you okay?”
“okay”
“That’s my girl but can’t help but say I told you so”
“Lola!!!!!”
“Sorry, forgot you are hurting”
“Okay, dear got to go”
“Bye”
She dropped the call and made up her mind to return to the hotel, she got up and took a cab back. When she got to the hotel the receptionist told her James has left.
She sighed and entered the room, she decided to enjoy her stay and throw caution to the wind for the period of 2weeks she is to spend.
Dressed to kill she decided to hit the hotel club. Heads turned in her direction but she didn’t seem to mind or be disturbed.

The moment she entered, he saw her the lady that bumped into him in the lobby. She is both beautiful and hot, “How can someone be this lovely” he thought.

To Be Continued…

Finding Love (part 2) 🔍🔎💓

The trip from the airport to the hotel felt like forever to her she can’t wait to be in her lovers arm. Ruminating on how she met James, she can’t help but smile. She felt lucky to have been able to get is attention. They both met when they where an undergraduate in the university and she has always had a crush on him so when he eventually noticed her it was a dream come true.
Who wouldn’t have a crush on him one of the most handsome on campus and an African america. So crushed on him for 2years before a drama which involved her dad ensued that got him to notice her she was eternally grateful to God for that incident that led to the beginning of her relationship.
The sound of her phone jolted her to life , it was her business partner and best friend
” Hello Lola, sup”
” Nothing much, just wanted to know if you are there already”
“Yes I am ”
“I know I should have adapted but wanted to know why you are hellbent over this guy, I don’t just like his character you know”
” I don’t know what is wrong with you but I thought I told you that I love this guy and he has been my source of happiness ”
“Just can’t help thinking he is a leech though” she said
“Lola he is my boyfriend and I would appreciate if you talk to him and address him with courtesy” Stella warned
“Sorry o madam just don’t say I didn’t warn you”
“Nothing is going to happen” she assured her friend
“OK ma just wanted to know you are save, when you are back we will hangout”
“Yes ma, Got to go I just arrived in the hotel talk to you later OK ”
“Okay, but don’t get to dirty uhmm. Take care of your self and bye”
“Bye”
That is Lola the one and only friend I have we make a great team she love clothes and is one of the most Beautiful girl I know. It is hard to tell who is the most beautiful between us. I am dark and she is light and I am a little taller. But we are like sisters and we love ourselves a lot. Thou I am older she is like the mom and I am her baby. She is equally wealthy and connected but it is hard to tell because she is too humble.
Erasing Lola’s thought she proceeded to the reception. Head turned in her direction and she gave everyone a smile
“Hello ” she said to the receptionist
“Welcome ma can you fill this form ” Lady replied with her English heavily accented with French
“Sure”
“Here is your key , Enjoy you stay” the receptionists said
“Merci” she replied

She rode the elevator with excitement and full of smile.
“I can’t wait to surprise him”
When she got to the room the door was opened. “perfect” she thought
She turned the knob and entered.

To Be Continued…

Finding Love (part 1)🔍🔎💓

Love they say happens and sometimes can be baffling. Some people spend their whole life looking for love in the wrong place.

She ooze self confidence. The perfect definition of beauty and class. Under all the facade is the real deal. Her best weapon is her smile it can melt the hardest ice. Meet Stella George the Daughter of Senator George. A graduate of Business Administration from Harvard university, little wonder about her smartness. After Graduation she went to fashion school and now has one of the biggest fashion house in Nigeria, all thanks to her father and proper connection. At 22 she is ranked the youngest and most successful fashionista in the country.
She seems to have everything and a loving man the envy of most ladies.
Preparing for her vacation in Paris with her boyfriend she decided to surprise him. He has been in Paris since Monday and she promised to join him on Wednesday so as to have time to wrap things up in the shop.
“Hello dear I am sorry I will not be able to make today got a bridal dress I must deliver”
“Can’t you let your PA handle it”
“No dear the mother is an acquaintance of my dad”
“But we planned this out I have been here alone since Monday it is boring without you”
“I know and I will make it up to you dear”
“I pray, so when are you coming”
“First thing tomorrow morning”
“I guess I have no choice then”
“Thanks for your understanding, you are one in a million, Love you big.
” Love you too”
Now for the killer move Stella board the plane smiling.
It was noon when she got to Paris. She left the airport and board a cab to the hotel.

To Be Continued…

A SIMPLE LIFE ON PAPER 📃 (part 3)

Those three were actually creative and sharp. The other guys that 0came up later were mentally late. Emeka behaved as if he was a more important than all of us in the office and considered the fact that Uzomaka was also Igbo as his exclusive right to her attention.

Patrick was always busy online. Blackberry should sue him using their device beyond its prescribed basic use.

He couldn’t design a gate when I asked him to. He couldn’t design a low-cost two bedroom semi-detached, he could not repair workshop. To make matters worse… he is slow at typing on a regular PC!

A two months after I had paid my rent I got a call from an unknown number. It was my landlord Chief Balogun.

After our pleasantries, he inquired if the caretaker had gotten in touch with me. He sounded annoyed when the answer was negative. He said he was coming over the next day. He had something to do in the compound. I had no problem with that. It was going to be Saturday.

Saturday was just another boring day. I was at home watching some movies I had downloaded over the week and drinking my homemade jug of milkshakes (I would buy bananas, a whole pineapple, watermelon, oranges and a litre of yogurt then I would blend them up in batches). I had completely forgotten about my landlord’s arrival. The man ended up coming sometime around three in the afternoon. His driver knocked on my door and told me Chief was waiting in the opposite apartment.

I went to my room, put on a shirt and went to meet him.

He was with a lady and they hushed whatever they were talking about when they felt my presence. She looked really alluring. She had an lean figure with just the right amount of curves to count as an eight but that was not what made stand in awe for a brief second; She had

such a beautiful face I did not even notice she was busty!

Chief introduced her as his daughter Tinuke. She was going to serve in the state so she decided to take up the only vacant apartment he had in the estate. Then he went on to tell me how the caretaker had been collecting huge sums of money for the annual renovation of each flat. He had discovered it the other day when I told him I effected the renovations from my own pocket so he asked a quantity surveyor to estimate the cost of the work I had done and told the caretaker to pay me back the said amount.

We went around the apartment and she was alright with it. There were some minor points of concern that I pointed out to them and He was in agreement. The both rode off in the Prado after the chief made his intention to sue his caretaker for a gross negligence of duty.

When I thought of Tinuke; a bone grows. For the first time in a long time, a lady featured in my dreams.

At work, the ladies were in the middle of a territorial display between Greg and Emeka. They would raise their voices and generally be rude to each other. Then they would try and get the support of Maryann, Irene, Bunmi or Uzomaka. I avoided their confrontations as best I could. My mind usually went into work.

Uzi had started being nice to me all of a sudden. She went out with Bunmi for lunch and got me a takeaway bag. I was so stupefied that it was showing on my face.

“You work too hard. I would not like to see you get an ulcer” she said with a wink as she went majestically walked back to her seat. I think I said, “thank you” at one point but I am not too sure.

Watch Out For Part 4

A SIMPLE LIFE ON PAPER 📃 (part 1)

At work, my male peers seemed to be competing with me. They would always try to prove that they knew more than I did on any topic I ventured to discuss. Fortunately for me, I don’t discuss topics I don’t know much about. I reckon they did that because of Irene and Maryann…the only two babes in our office of eight.

So I keep to myself and let the guys fight for the attention of the ladies. Of all the guys, the most macho and eager to mate is Gregory. He was a shameless flirt that used a long range of vulgarities as compliments and let his eyes wander down any little cleavage or rear that came his way. I get a really bad vibe from him and by the way the ladies started covering up at work…I probably was not the only one.

I was called into the director’s office one day and he gave me a list of five people who I was going to be overseeing during their industrial training. The list included their institutions and contact details. I was to contact them all and tell them when to resume. I knew this was going to bring me some friction with Greg because that was his responsibility and he used it to cater to his carnal needs (and brag about it in the office when his supplier had gone back to school).

I went back to my table and composed an SMS telling them to report to the office on the first Monday of the upcoming month and report to me by eight in the morning. I knew Greg let them come at will but I would rather they came around the same time I did so I would not have to assign chores on multiple occasions or get distracted from my work by a late arrivals.

Maryann came over to my desk and took the paper with the list on it. She read through it and laughed. “So now you will be the one filling our ears with IT students related escapades,” she said out loud. I suspect she wanted Greg to know I had taken his feeding ground. If that was her aim, it worked. He sprung to his feet and came to my desk. Playfully took the list from her and scanned through it. “All these schools are boring,” he said with a hiss. “You won’t get any fun from this batch,” he said as he walked back to his seat. Maryann looked up from her laptop and looked at Greg with scorn.

“Do you think Michael is as primitive as you?” Her question was laced with so much contempt that Greg did the smartest thing he had ever done since I knew him; he kept his trap shut!

In the ten days to their arrival, all my correspondences with Greg were not just short but laced with contempt. I did not really care, but the other guys in the office were trying to reconcile us. They had basically no luck.

Three out of the five students that I was expecting arrived promptly. I instantly felt a wave of pity for the two ladies (Bunmi and Uzomaka) because they were both very attractive and had alluring outfits on. Greg will definitely hunt them down till they leave.

My introduction was brief and straight to the point. Told them I was going to be responsible for all the permissions they require and work allocation they are to receive. I also stated that other officers in the office are allowed to allocate work to them in the event that I am not around to give it to them personally.

As I expected, the only amongst them had a question to ask. Unfortunately for him, he asked an obviously stupid question. The “rep” he was trying to build with the ladies suffered a blow. His name was Abdulrasaq. His shiny shoes, super pressed clothes and stomach-high shirt-tuck were a testament as to how serious he was about his training. Was I impressed? No, I wasn’t.

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A SIMPLE LIFE ON PAPER 📃 (part 2)

My life was basically in a boring routine. I had recently been employed into the federal civil service as an architect and for a young guy at twenty-six; I had lost all flare in my life.
My steady job and occasional private gigs were all a means of saving funds towards my intended proposal to my girlfriend of two years. I had only three hundred thousand naira left for me to reach my two million naira savings goal when I got tagged on some pictures of my girlfriend’s wedding by her cousin on Facebook.
I fell into a serious depression for months. My
colleagues and bosses kept their distance at work and my friends avoided bringing up her name whenever I was around. It took two months for me to decide whether I should end my life or start living again. I decided to live.
My daily routine revolved around work and home. I leave for work by seven in the morning and in most cases come back by six in the evening. I had no problem with those hours because I was always able to avoid the hold ups in the morning and make it to work before eight and I eat dinner out before I head home…still avoiding hold-ups.
I live in a one bedroom apartment (that means it has a living room, dining area, kitchen, bedroom etc) in the outskirts of town. The apartment is part of a semidetached building and there are 7 of such buildings in the compound. I had initially paid only a year’s rent but since I got the job I was comfortable with I had decided to meet with the landlord and pay up for another five years.
I was surprised that the man came and knocked on my door in person. He is one of the big wigs in his state that you will definitely see on national TV at least once a month so when I sent a text to one of the listed numbers on my lease, I thought I would get a call from a caretaker…not him.
I ushered him in and he jovially explained how he had spent a year or two without coming to the estate so when his caretaker asked if he would like to issue a five-year lease; he decided to take the opportunity check up on the premises personally.
He came in my apartment around six in the evening on Sunday. His driver came in with him and I offered them drinks. “Sorry I came in without warning, I was just in the neighbourhood for an event and decided to ask you some questions before I decide whether to give you the lease you are looking for or not” he started. For an elderly guy, I knew he was still sharp so I decided to be
on the alert. He could have an ulterior motive.
“Why do you want to commit to a lease this long?” he asked. I explained my situation to him as he nodded in understanding. He was concerned that people who took long leases often don’t know how to maintain the premises the lease. He ended his speech by asking if I could maintain the apartment in the same condition as I had met it. I was taken aback by the question. Not because I felt I could maintain it but because I had to renovate it before I moved in!
I took my time to explain to him the steps I took to inform the caretaker in writing of my desire to renovate the apartment and also the pictures I had attached of areas I hoped to have fixed. I went into my room and brought out my copy of the received letter and presented both it and the approval letter I had gotten two days later. The pictures of the apartment were also on display from my laptop and the surprise that was on my face was transferred to his face.
After he regained his composure, he agreed to allow me the lease.”As soon as you can make the payment, I will send the driver with the receipt”. A thought came over me. If I pay him directly, I would be able to avoid the agent/caretaker commissions. “Sir, can I effect the transfer right now to your account?” I asked. That question led to me presenting a lecture on the efficacy of mobile banking and its numerous applications. He was skeptical until his phone rang and he saw a notification confirming the transaction.
The driver was sent to the car to get the required documents and stamp. Thirty minutes later, my landlord left me with a new five-year lease and a smile on my face. That visit saved me a couple grand…who wouldn’t be happy?
I went on with my life in the usual manner. I would often go visit my friends, but the fact that Peter and Gabriel were always in the midst of one new university girl or the other. I hate feeling like the third wheel (although some of the girls seem like they wouldn’t mind a three-way with me) so I make my visits brief. Mark was a gamer like me. So we could spend hours at his apartment playing Xbox. The only problem is…his girlfriend looks at me like I am cheating her of her time with her guy.
WATCH OUT FOR PART 2