Kpanshing my friend’s mother! What Real G's Do... Episode 2

I glanced a bit toward Obinna and asking quietly, "Where I go sleep now?"

He looked hard at me and said that I could still sleep on the couch.

"No.You think say I go dey dey  listen to two of una de  fuck all night? You wan fuck for my head?" I hissed,stared angrily at him.

He turned and said, "oh boy go sleep for guest room."

"Better, make I sleep well."


Chinwe seemed a little annoyed. "Konti," she asked him, "where would I be sleeping?" Obinna looked at her, puzzled.

"Are you going to sleep with me or what?" he asked.

"Hmmm, yeah it seems like it," she said, smiling and leaning against him.

We got off the taxi and arrived at the door, where his mother greeted us. She scolded us to be quiet so as not to wake the rest of the house. In spite of  her admonishment.

We all went to Obinna's room and laughed drunkenly as we went. Immediately when we entered his room, they started caressing each other. I sighed a little melodramatically, turned around and said good night.

Swaying a little, I trod upstairs and walked into the kitchen to see if I might grab some bread or maybe something bite-sized from the fridge  to munch. His mother was there, still awake, and as I entered she looked questioningly at me.

"Why are you up here and not in bed?" she asked me.

"Ha ha," I laughed a little loudly. "Did you really think I would sleep in the same room as them, when they are jumping around in bed?"

She tittered a bit, then looked thoughtfully at me and said,"No, but I will go to get the guest bed ready for you."

"No, don’t worry ma it's ok, I can do it myself."

"Okay, but don't you want to have a glass of wine or something first?" At this, I suddenly noticed that she had not even gotten herself ready for bed.

She still wore a pair of tight jeans that showed off her legs, and a form-fitting t-shirt.

"Have you sat up and waited for us, or what?"

"Yes, I have. I wanted to see that you came back home okay. Well? Would you like some wine or something?"

I nodded an affirmative.

"Go out to the couch, while I get the wine."

I moved obediently to sit on the couch, and after she joined me we sat a while together, sipping wine.

I started to turn on the TV to avoid more awkward silence.

"Did you like what you saw earlier today?" she asked me suddenly.

" I really did," I mumbled a little, my lips poised at the rim of the glass.

"I have noticed that every time you were here, you have had your eye on me – on the sly while you thought that I had not seen it."

"Well it's true," I mumbled again.

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Yes, I guess,"

"Are you a virgin, Chibuike?"

I gasped, some wine caught in my throat, and coughed.

"No, I'm not. Why do you ask?"

"I'm just a little curious," she replied and smiled laconically at me.

We sat there for a little longer in a pregnant silence. When I finally got the courage, I said, "Ma, you are very beautiful."

She looked up at me in surprise and said, "Thanks. I don't think you mean it. You run after busty young girls, like all boys your age do."

"No, I really don't. No one has the kind of mature and sexy body as you." I leaned forward to retrieve the wine bottle.

"Thanks, that was cute of you, Chibuike. Can you refill my glass too, please?"

"Certainly I can," I responded, a little too fast perhaps.

We finished the last of the wine.

Obinna’s mother  held her glass, and turning it thoughtfully between her hands, she said, "Come on. Let's get you into bed so I can sleep."

We went up to the guest room, where she helped me make the bed.

"Aren't you going to undress,if you are going to sleep, Chi?" she asked me.

"I will," I answered, my back to her.

Suddenly I felt her breath on my neck, and her body pressed against my back as her arms came around to encircle me. Looking down I saw that she had placed her hands on my stomach. My body reacted immediately, and my cock got stiff as a stick.

"I want to, ah, sleep with you Chibuike. I have not been so aroused by a man in a long time."

I twisted around in amazement, and looking into her eyes I asked, "You are married to papa Obinna , he must surely yearn constantly for you?"

"No longer," she replied sadly and looked down.

"Na wa o, he must be nuts. Why not?" I said in Pidgin English in amazement.

"Well, he is fed up with me, I guess," she answered, looking up again. We stood together, embracing and gazing into each others' eyes. I felt completely dazed. She went on, "Chi, would you be willing to do with me what I fantasize about, as I lay there in bed?

"Yes, I would, and I want to."

She rose up on tiptoe and I felt her luscious lips, kiss me lightly.

I took her in a tighter embrace and lifted her up onto the bed. I lay her down carefully while we continued to kiss.

She pulled away and took control, rolling us around so that I lay on my back underneath her. Then she lowered her head to mine and kissed me even more fervently.

My hands moved rapidly underneath her shirt, and with nimble fingers I unhooked her bra. She sat up, pulled the shirt over her head, and tossed it on floor, followed quickly by her bra. She sat there a while, looking down at me and smiling a little, showing off her voluptuous bosom. Her nipples were dark and erect, stiffened as far as they could go . I put my hands on her breasts, leaned forward and kissed them, then nibbled lightly and sucked on them.

She moaned with pleasure, then pushed me back a little, and helped me remove the t-shirt.

"Stand up, Chi," she said.

I rose up on the bed..

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To be continued tomorrow!