My Sweet Amina! Episode 1

Disclaimers: this story is fiction based on the writer’s imagination. It doesn’t relate to anybody, place or position. Just read and enjoy, it is not an English class, the story was written for fun and nothing more.

My son Ahmadu told me he had a new girlfriend, and wanted to bring her home to meet me, I didn't know the crafty boy had an ulterior motive for doing so, but it back fired on him big time.

Its no problem to me I told him, bring her around when ever you like, I'm usually around as you know.

I'm Musa Kefi, 45 years old, I live alone now that I'm divorced, Ahmadu works for a firm of solicitors across Abuja, and stays with my ex wife, because its near to where his offices are, and free of course, his old man pays doesn't he? He comes to stay at mine when it suits him, and I like having him around. I have a nice house, too big for me, 4 bedrooms, gardens etc, but I like it, its secluded, and I'm respected by my neighbours. (I think)

I don't do house work or gardening, although I potter about in there. I have a housekeeper, who is a young married mother of 22, and lives about a mile from me, she comes in 3 or 4 times a week, does the cleaning, washing and a bit of cooking for me, and for a small consideration, lets me fuck the ass off her most days she is here, raunchy little sod she is, and cute, you bet she is, so I am generally quite happy, though I'll bet her husband wouldn't be if he knew!

He makes me laugh, he works somewhere and comes round sometimes to pick her in his ‘ogbuawa’ motorbike, I can see in his eyes that he thinks something's going on, he would die if he did find out, I liked having this kind of power over a man that thinks he's in charge, he doesn't have a chance of catching her, because the first thing she does when she arrives is getting down to work on me.

I love her walking into the house, she has a key, and dropping to her knees in front of me and cleaning out my prick first off, or we'll have a session in my bed, and then get on with any cleaning that may need doing

I have been a bit of a rogue over the years, made my living on the edge of the law, stepped over it a few times, but never in a bad way, I've never been jailed per se. I like to think of myself as a bit of Al Pacino, although my ill gotten gains weren't passed on unless it was to a really needy person known to me personally.

I had taken the view early in my life that there are more scallywags in this world than is necessary, so I would relieve them when I could of their rewards, i.e. if they pinched stuff that wasn't theirs, and it was from somewhere they shouldn't have turned over, then I did my best to get it away from them, and over the years I had been largely successful.

I had a contacts in the insurance business, that I would reach out to, return items, and get paid a good reward, it was dodgy in the early days, but I got through it, I had found a niche in the market as it were, that no one still wasn't aware of. And I am now very financially secure, off shore banks and the like, and an accountant who looked after things for me.

The only fly in the ointment as it were, was Superintendent Ayo of the State Security Service, he used to give me a hard time in the early years, but I had given him good tip offs of certain people who were real villains, the kind that didn't think twice about hurting innocent bystanders.

I didn't like that; I never ever hurt any one at any time, though I was more than capable of taking care of myself, I had underworld contacts, and was fairly well known on the circuit. Whenever I tipped off the super it was always about a 6 months to a year later before I passed on my info, so I made sure nothing could ever come back to me, the super knew it was me, but he couldn't have proved it ever, and therefore no one could ever find out about my clandestine operations.

So I had ended up having a good relationship with him, he left me alone and I kept him happy and his arrest rates up. Although that didn't stop him sweeping me up occasionally, and would have me held in the cells sometimes, until I could prove my innocence, which was always the case, I didn't like it one bit, but it enhanced my reputation.

So Saturday morning rolled round, Ahmadu brought his girlfriend, he shouted out his arrival, and in he came, behind him was a vision from heaven, I just about managed not to show my astonishment at what I was looking at, its not very often I’m shut of  words but I was now, momentarily. Good morning dad, he greeted, I want you to meet my girlfriend Amina. How are you Amina I stuttered, get a bloody grip, I told myself, for shit sake! We shook hands, hers was soft and gentle, I made her welcome into my house, showed her and Ahmadu into the sitting room.

She was about 5 feet, with the biggest brown eyes you have ever seen, black hair, and a short  boy cut, but curly and spiky.

She was just 21 years old! Flawless complexion, button nose, high cheekbones, soft full sensuous lips that quivered when she spoke, long neck, slender shoulders, proud pert tits, held in by a boob top type thing, fabulous legs that looked great in the mini skirt she had on, and high heels that must have lifted her to all of 5 feet 3" and her accent was soft and sweet.
She was the sexiest loveliest girl I had seen in many years, and it was all natural. I played the host, and condemned myself for lusting after this young girl, my son's girlfriend! My prick was dancing around inside my trousers

It turned out she had been applying for the last 3 years to a private children hospital in Lagos, pleading for employment when she reached the age of 20, all she ever wanted was to care for children, that was her life's ambition, her goal she told me.

One of the people who worked there had taken a shine to her and her obvious desire to get a job there, and over the last 3 years had answered several of her letters personally, advising her of the best way to secure a position, and at 21 years of age, it had worked with her help, against better and more qualified applicants, but none were better in their sincerity.

So she had packed her things and come down to Abuja, where she had met Ahmadu 2 days later, she was staying at an Aunts house over the other side of the city, which was in Ahmadu’s road, and he had met her in an eatery. As we talked and got to know each other, it became obvious to me that travelling to the National Hospital was going to be a real problem for her because it was my side of town, close to me, but miles from her, it was then that I realised why Ahmadu had brought her over to meet me, he was going to ask me to put her up temporarily. I laughed to myself; I think he understood I had guessed, but I didn't give him an opening for him to get me to mention it; I wanted gratefulness in bucket loads! He did eventually get round to mentioning the proximity of my home, I had seen Amina looking at him, with a, ask him for Gods sakes look on her beautiful face, so he did, he said to me, dad what do you think of Amina lodging here for a while until she gets her own little place?

Wow, I said I’m not too sure about that Ahmadu, you know I like my independence, I was gagging at the thought of having this beautiful tiny angel under my roof, and hopefully later under me!

Please dad he asked me, she really needs to be over this side of Abuja for her work, she has very little money, and you know I don't have any to speak of. I'll be over at the weekends I promise, he said. Amina was looking at me very apprehensively. How could I refuse? Yes of course she can stay here, I gladly said.

Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, sir I won't be any trouble I promise, I really won't, she hugged me, her beautiful firm young tits burning two holes into my lower chest! Ahmadu shook my hand and told me I was the greatest guy around, and gave me a hug.

They left a little while later, to go and get Amina's things, they returned after 4 hours, Ahmadu showed her to the bedroom I had prepared. And she settled in, Ahmadu had some where to go and said he would be back later, so it was me and her, I wanted to fuck her right there and then on the kitchen table, but obviously I kept myself under control, and just enjoyed having this beautiful breathing living doll near me.

She was to start her new job the following Thursday for some reason, shift patterns she told me, Ahmadu left early Monday morning, so I had her to myself for the next 3 days, I couldn't get enough of her, I never did anything wrong, didn't attempt to chat her up, I did my level best to make her feel right at home and to take my trust! Hah!

And it worked too, she was very comfortable with me by the time Thursday came around, she worked the 2 days and had the weekend off, Ahmadu came over Saturday morning and we spent the day like all normal families do.

I had some business to take care of on Sunday, I had a lot of money coming in from a deal with an insurance company for the return of some jewellery that had been misappropriated, the wife's owner had been punched in the robbery, so I made it my business to get it back and I had, so I didn't see them until the evening, when we went out for dinner to celebrate Amina's new job.


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