My Daughter My Wife Episode 15
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🧔 My Daughter My Wife Episode Fifteen: 👫
“Take care of yourself Mrs Andy” I told her and willed to move away from her, but she held my face in her hands and gave me a quick kiss on my cheek.
“Okay then. Thanks for getting me all these. You’re really a very nice man, and I can’t thank you enough for always being there for me since my Daddy travelled” she told me, her eyes twinkling in mischief, and walked away from me.
I don’t know why I did, but as she walked towards the table to pick up what I brought for her, I was looking at her, noticing how well the maker crafted her, with her butts looking so inviting as she continued to make them toss up and down, while she walked.
A part of me felt like touching them to know if they were real or one of those silicone stuffs many female celebs carried around, but a voice of restraint bellowed at me, compelling me to turn around and run away.
I saw Andy’s mother in the sitting room as I hurried out of Andy’s room, and felt almost too guïty to bid her goodbye.
The way she looked at me, and the way the house keeper shook her head as I walked out, made me feel so ashamed of myself, it was as if they were looking at a man who just came out from peeping his mother in-law while she took her bath.
“Well, I haven’t done anything wrong after all! I was able to make a run for it before things got out of hands.
“It’s still as it was, she was just too free around me, and my fōōlish propagator had almost betrayed me, but God did it!” I consoled myself as I drove back to the office.
After work that day, I decided not to deliver any burger to her, I made a delivery man send her the stuffs instead and rushed home.
I was so happy with the self restraints I had put in place, ensuring that I didn’t have to go to my friend’s house again, until he returned.
She now had a phone to communicate with her husband, and a dedicated delivery man had been put on standby to send her the stuffs her husband made me agree to always make her have.
So I was shocked to the core when Andy called me late that night to tell me that he hadn’t been able to reach his wife.
“What happened man? Did you forget to give her the phone as planned?” Andy asked me, making me look at him again in shock.
“What do you mean I forgot to give her the phone? Have you not called her yet?
“I delivered the phone since morning and I was expecting that she would have set the phone up, and at least contacted you” I told him.
I saw him squint in confusion, then he asked me the question that made me know my friend was truly done for.
“Chuks, did you by chance buy her an Android phone? Because if you did, that explains why she hasn’t activated it. Madonna would never agree to use anything less than the iPhone 13 she had been using” he told me.
“Oh really! So I was supposed to buy an iPhone for your wife, with a salary advance you’re asking for, for the third time before this month ends?
“Andy, are you aware that if I had bought her the iPhone, all you’d have had left will be about 10k?” I asked him.
“And so what Chuks? Look, I appreciate that you’re trying to look out for me, but don’t you keep trying to tell me what to do with my life, I’m a man!” He told me.
“Well, I didn’t buy her an iPhone and I won’t buy it. You can do all that shît when you return.
“And Andy, that wife of yours is ….” I was saying when I heard Andy say.“Yes, please come in!” and tried to see who he was talking to.
“I’ll call you later Chuks. There’s something I must attend to now!” my friend told me, and the connection went off.
I was so sure I had heard a female voice while he told me he was going to attend to something, and I was dyïng from the curiosity to know who had made him end our conversation so abruptly.
My thoughts went to so many places, but I couldn’t tell what exactly had happened, I only prayed my friend was okay, and went to bed that night.
The next morning, I felt so good knowing that I didn’t need to visit my friend’s place as usual, I had his wife’s issue settled, and if she wasn’t going to use the phone I bought, it was entirely her problem, not mine.
I sat in my office later that day sometime before closing, after calling the delivery guy to be sure that he had sent her the stuffs and began to organize the documents on my table, in preparation for closing, when I heard a sharp knock on my door.
The door opened even before I could say anything, and Madonna bounced into my office, wearing an extremely short and tight fitting skirt with a low necked blouse, she looked just like a pròstitute.
“What is this girl doing in my office looking this embàrrassingly nàked? What if the boss sees her here and assume I hired a call girl?” I thought uncomfortably as I looked at her.
“Good afternoon Uncle, I brought back the toy phone you got me yesterday because I can’t use it.
“And then, I’ll like to use your phone because I want to speak with my Daddy” she told me, sounding as if she bought my phone for me.
I looked at her and felt like slàpping her, but I knew I had to take all her shît because of my friend.
So I told her to follow me because I didn’t want my boss seeing her the way she was in my office.
I didn’t want to go to her house, neither did I want her to go with me to mine, as I decided to close for the day, rather than have her put me in troubles and drive her to anywhere I can sit and order her a ride.
I walked to my car and asked her to make her calls while I drove out.
“Hello Daddy, I’m so angry with you. How could you have forgotten me so easily and abandoned me like this!” she complained.
“Oh baby, you know that’s not true. I’ve been missing you so bãdly, I wish I can hold you right now” he told her.
“Aww Daddy, you’re making me so hot now! See, my nîpples have become so tough all of a sudden” she said, pulling out her bōõbs from her blouse to have them face the camera, and I swerved off the road at once.
“What is wrong with this girl?” I wondered as I pulled over and jumped out of the car.
My car was now parked in a lonely road, with dusk fast enveloping the earth, all thanks to a crãzy girl I got in my car, and I had to stand outside, waiting for her to finish her call with her husband.
I don’t know why I did, but when I peeped into the car again, I heard her say, “No, I’m here alone, your crãzy friend parked me by the roadside and ran out of the car like he saw a ghōst” and her two succulent sisters, were now fully outside her blouse, pointing at the camera as she spoke.
My hands went involuntarily down to my gròin, pushing in down as if to put the cråzy erecti0n that has built up there away.
It didn’t go away, and so did my legs not agree to move away from the car as I stood there, watching her while she continued to tòrture me with all her assets now in full glare as she twerked in front of the camera for her husband.
By the time she finally finished her video call with Andy, I was as hard as a rock, because apparently, I had been watching a colòured movie, with the actress being so rûthlessly close.
I noticed she was about to hang up, and turned around to look away, only to see how dark everywhere had become.
“Oh yeah, this cråzy gurl had been on that dãmn call for so long, and I didn’t notice because my fōōlish propagator told me to keep watching!” I was chastizing myself, not knowing when she actually stepped out of the car because my mind had journeyed to far away places.
When I came back to my senses, Madonna was already standing in front of me, and pulling my hands to her bōõbs that she still left out of her blouse.
“Please uncle, I’m dyïng” she told me, driving me nuts with the way she was slûrring
“Stop this at once!” I barked, but she made my hand squeeze the succulent sisters, as she pushed herself up in an attempt to kiss me, making my propagator find it’s way between her bare thighs.
“Forgive me Lord, this is too much for me!” I muttered and was at the verge of losing my senses when my phone began to ring again. Andy was calling! Of course, he’d like to call to be sure I wasn’t seeing his wife’s entire body as she had the phone sxx with him!
“Please don’t answer it. Help me, I’ve never had to stay without him for so long, and I don’t want to do it without anyone that can give him problems later.
“You care about him so much and I know you won’t want his unhappiness, so I’m believing you won’t want me to run to someone who’d keep coming back for me, and take his happiness away.
“Please do it for me and for my Daddy, I’m so wet and hot already!” she told me, pulling my left hand until I realized where she was taking it to, and forced my hand out of hers.
“Please Chuks, help me watch over my wife. I’m so afraid that she could get deceived and taken advantage of by some one else, while I’m away. I don’t know what I’ll do if someone touches this girl” I recalled Andy telling me before he left.
“You’re possessed Madonna. Something is definitely not right somewhere, and I’m thinking everything about you is just to ruin my friend. How can a supposedly pregnant wife works my friend get so cråzy she wants me to make love to her, barely one week after her husband travelled?” I asked her.
“Get mad at me Uncle, screàm at me but please you can do all that screàming while this hard and desirable big Daddy thrüsts in and out of me. Please uncle, make love to me!” She said, grabbing my shamelessly throbbing hàrdness
“Stay away from me, and remain in your house until your husband returns or I’ll tell him everything you have just done!” I told her right after I had with all the will power in me, pulled away from her, before I dragged her into the car and drove her to her house.
She kept looking at me in fright, and trying to speak, only to shut her mouth with the fierce look I kept giving her as I drove.
I dropped her in her house and reiterated my warning before I drove away, feeling so good with myself that I was able to walk so close to hèll and successfully walk right out of it!
TO Be Continued
