Taiye had her hands on her door. Her legs were parted slightly and I could hear my balls slamming into her as we went at it, then suddenly, she made a slight move as if she was about to stand straight and I felt myself lose it.
I tried to muffle my scream as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me and I was panting and leaning on her for support.
“You know there are cameras here,”she said as she kissed me and I gasped, clasping my hands over my crotch.
“Really,”I said, pushing my door open and running inside.
“Relax, man,” Taiye said as she followed me in, her beautiful jugs jiggling, her body glowing from the sheen of sweat and sex.
“Relax ke. That was like 10 mins of some hot stuff,” I said.
“Yeah but nobody checks except there is an incident,” she said reaching up and hugging me from the back.
“You are crazy, you know that?”I said leaning back to kiss her.
“Man, I need some tissue to wipe down. I am dripping.”
“Come this way,” I said, leading her to the bathroom.
I gave her the tissue paper and was wiping myself off when she leaned on tip toe and kissed me then she said “Doggy, anyone?”
“What?” I screamed but Mr Man was already rising, so I bent her over the sink and slid in from behind.
“Easy, let’s make this one last,” she cooed and I knew I had entered one chance.
Done, we showered and then ended up on my bed. Taiye dozed off almost immediately while I checked my email and social media feeds.
It was getting scary. The number of positive tests for Covid-19 had jumped past 50. The president’s chief of staff was positive and the jury was still out on the Bauchi and kogi state governors.
My sister had sent me another message on whatsapp. “I know you won’t read that long epistle, so oya see drawing. Shebi you like to draw.” It was an infographic captioned – How to Work from Home.
Vic had sent two emails – one was shutting down the office and asking everyone to work from home. The second was some rambling mail asking me to enjoy my self isolation.
I tried to read my novel but when I couldn’t, I switched on the AC, pulled the duvet over us and slept.
We didn’t wake up until evening and I only roused because Taiye had gotten up to use the bathroom.
“I am starving Mr. Man,” she said, tugging at my dick. “I still have left over jollof except you have something better.”
That was how we ended up eating jollof and some asun I got from my fridge then fell asleep in her bed after emptying a bottle of red wine.
I slept soundly and woke up to something wet on my boner. I looked and Taiye was under the duvet, arse in the air and lips doing magic to my whatchamacallit.
“Babe,” I cried, easing up but she chased after me like a junkie chasing the dragon.
“Lie down, let me work on you,” she said with a wink before covering herself up with the duvet.
And so I lay there and let her do very bad things to me, her licking and slurping sound driving me crazy. Then when she was tired, she emerged from her ‘tent’ and straddled me like a cowgirl. She was slow and deliberate and determined to mine her pleasure to the hilt and I let her, watching her ride me until I felt her jerk then scream as she climaxed.
Done, she brewed some tea and then we sat in her living room, watching CNN and drinking tea with biscuits.
It was a slow day. I monitored social media for breaking and developing news. Prince Charles was positive and quarantined in Scotland. Anthony Joshua was not but was self isolating having met with Prince Charles. Jack Ma, the chinese billionaire had sent Nigeria medical supplies and PPEs and people were hoping politicians and government agents would not mis-appropriate the materials.
I checked twitter at intervals for updates from @ncdcgov and @fmohnigeria who are doing a very good job. Governor Sanwaolu and Fayemi were in the lead as per the states.
Lagos was fumigating bus stops and Gov Makinde, reports said, had given out hand sanitizers. Gov. Obaseki tested negative, but not so lucky for the Bauchi state governor who was positive.
Coronavirus and Covid-19 have become the buzz words and pranksters are even getting in on the game.
Atiku Abubakar showed statesmanship by donating N50m to the fight while Dangote began galvanising the private sector. UBA chipped in with N5bn for an Africa wide initiative as the world prepared to fight back but the best news was that 6 patients were being released in Lagos where we have now had 32 positive cases.
Meanwhile, here in our little corner of the world, where I was self isolating, Taiye my sexy and leggy neighbour was either walking around naked or draping her svelte figure all over local man and local man was as happy AF.
We had eba and efo riro for lunch and then it was time for a whatsapp call with my children. Zizi was being a diva as usual.
“Daddy, how long are we going to be cooped up in this house,” she asked, rolling her eyes.
“Wait, lemme call Mr. Covid-19, “ I said but she didn’t find it funny and so stormed off.
Zulu was okay and watching lots of movies.
“Daddy you should see the new Mark Wahlberg movie. He is in it with Winston Duke. You remember Winston Duke?”
“Mbaku, right?” I said and Zulu laughed.
“Dad, you’re alright, you know that. That’s him.”
Aramide said she was tired of lying in bed.
“Where is Dave. I thought you all would be together or has he dumped you?”
“Shut up, Zeal. I can’t have a man cooped up in here with the kids. You know that.”
“Ok, just saying.”
“Stop and you nko, how are you getting by?”
“Doing good. I have somebody’s daughter camped out with me.”
“Look at you, lucky bastard. That was fast. What’s her name?” Aramide asked and I nudged Taiye to come say hi.
“Hi, Aramide,” Taiye said and ended up flashing her tits.
“Hello,” Aramide said out loud and then in a whisper “She hasn’t got any clothes on.”
“We are in quarantine, babes,” I said with a laugh.
“She is very pretty though. I wonder what these beautiful women see in you.” Aramide said
“I will ask them,” I told her
“Oya, bye. Go back to quarantine.”
Call done, I reached over and pulled Taiye to me.
“You flashed her,” I said, taking one dark nipple in my mouth.
“Mistake. Sorry,” she said, sing-songy. “You guys are pretty chummy.”
“Is someone catching feelings?”
“Ha,” Taiye cried as I bit slightly on her nipple. “Just wondering how come you guys are not together?”
“She was tired of living in Nigeria. I didn’t want to move and I was not ready for a long distance relationship. So, we agreed to part, amicably. No hard feelings.”
“You guys still shag?”
“We did a few times after she moved but we stopped once she got a boyfriend.”
“You guys are very modern,” she said as she straddled me.
“We try,” I said as I turned my attention from the left to the right boob.
It was about to go down again.
