The Unexpected 4.

I took out a condom from the left back pocket of the trouser I wore, tore it open and with one hand, slipped it on. I had bought a pack of 'ruff ryders' at the shop earlier in the day.


I spread her legs wide to reveal more of the the beauty of womanhood. Looking at a punny is a good feeling to the male folk but seeing a wet inviting red pusssy with the lips parted in front of you with the water flowing out of that slipperyway is a different ball game. My rod jerked, nodded and stood like men of the armed forces on parade. And yes! This rod was armed with raw energy within. I adjusted ready to go in.

I slid in.

"Uhhhh!!!!" Came her voice to high heavens. She would cry to be in heaven tonight. I slowly went in and by the time I rod was coming out? It came with the white sticky substance all over my rod! A good feeling. With every IN I went, she moan "uuhh!!" And her body went up with the effect of the thrust. Every time I slid out, her body came down with my rod in a "ahh! moan.

Soon, I was fucking Tega seriously. Tega ass seemed to be absorbing her strokes. When I ram into her, the thick massive chunk of raw flesh by the sides of her hips will vibrate. That was her ass protruding from under her.

I began to fuck Tega, gradually she became more alive. She wriggled and writhed like a snake, rubbig all over my back and head. She was twisting and these twisting added very much to the sensation I felt. I continued banging her.

Occasionally, she'd raise her back from the bed as I banged her. I kept fucking some sweetness into Tega. Or so I thought. Instead I was releasing a leashed beast in her.

I continued to screw her sensually with some erotic power strokes. With my heavy thrust suitable for a heavy nyansh, she suddenly moaned. A prolonged moan like a Tiger as she vibrated.

What was wrong with Tega I thought, I hadn't felt her vagina walls contrast, so why did she moaning like that?

Tega gave me a quick push as I fell to the side.

Tega got on top of me. For a moment I wondered if she was going to give me BJ?

No. She positioned herself over me. Each of her knees by my sides, she put her right hand under her to fit my dick in. Then she sat on my dick. Slowly she began to ride up and down. My hands went on her breasts. Tega knows how to ride. Very skilful in it. As she was riding me calmly, I could feel her maturity and experience coming into play. No rush.

She will go down to the base of my shaft, tighten her pussy and then slowing glide it upwards as if she's licking it with the lips of her pussy to my cap.

No rush.

She was calm, moving in a way that said she was in control. and yes, I had transferred controls to her. She was the one giving thrusts. I tell you, this was blissful. Tega gave me all a woman has got. She fucked nonsense out of my dick. I was breathing heavily. The fuck was like when a girl is using her punny to give ur rod a BJ, but this was worse, because the pussy was wet, succulent, tender and that classic smell of a 'well kept punny' fucking started to ooze mildly. It was an aphrodisiac. maybe a perfumes company can make a fragrance out of that scent!

Everything was sensual, erotic, calm and ecstatic.

Slow and steady Tega fucked my nuts loose. When she fucked me to the extent that I couldn't take it anymore, like my mind was going to explode, I moved her to the side. Bent her to get on all fours.


Goddammit!! See the ukwu!!!

Her big ass was what greeted my eyes. And it whet my appetite all the more. All I had seen while she was dressed was tip of an iceberg.

Her asss was that type that when u put ur hands to grab it, u discover heavy mass of flesh underneath. I guess that was why she wore skirt suit more, to hide how massive it is.


Wet and naked red punny stared up at me. I went into the sweetness of the punny. For the first time I heard "ah..baby yes..."

Wow the job had began. I increased my thrusts and started banging Oghenetega Oghaga till she went gaga!

My rod was ramming into her, the front of my laps was jamming the back of her laps, my rod was going in down to the shaft, almost my whole waist she going in too.

I was loosing it, I totally forgot myself annd all I could feel at that moment was Tega's supple inner flesh. Inside felt like there was something else in it.

I fucked, Tega fucked me back. I banged hard and strong. Her ass kept bouncing up and down. Sweet heaves!

Chei Tega was sweet. Her moans were conjuring up pleasure from where they were hidden. Pure pleasure only pusssy was capable of giving.

Her wet pusssy was discharging the water so much, it was flowing down her laps.


I pulled out my dick, inserted my middle and index fingers and went hunting the almighty Gspot. There's something reall G about that spot, I caressed it, Tega started dancing snake dance.


I think being under the influence increased our fun cos I couldn't imagine fucking a very 'professional' girl that wildly.

Like tigers in heat we fucked until she was about to cum.


She pulled out my rod and massaged her pussy, then slapped it like three times. I continued fucking her, her pussy contracted, she pulled out and massaged it, then slapped it gently and was letting out small moans. I removed her hands and went in banging her again. It was very thorough bang I gave her as her body quaked. She shook , moan hard, and was breathing hard. I felt water and her punnny forced my rod out. She came with a loud moan.
"Uhhhhhhhhh"
I was looking at that a man's first wonder of the world called Va-gina! Its a sweet place. I was looking as splashes of cum erupted out her pusssy.

As the water subsided, I moved in again. She wrapped her legs round me. I just couldn't take it, I felt my cum rushing from within my balls. In a shout of extreme victory I saw stars as I erupted.


My whole body immediately went limb. In the cool room, the AC just began to cool my sweat. Even with the air condition, we had been sweating profusely. A moment later I lazily went to the bathroom, stood under the shower for less than 20 seconds and went back out. Tega had quickly put her shorts on by the time I returned, her vest back on. I noticed the back pocket of her shorts bulged, I guessed her gstring. She opened the door and went out, I was just looking at her go. Barely, 5 seconds later, my door opened Funke came in!


I thought to myself 'why didn't this girl knock?'

"Funke oh I didn't send for anything"

"I know sir, I just wanted to know if you're okay"

What?!! Since when?! Hmmm...

"I'm fine, thanks" I managed to say "and help me with a bottle of water. Not chilled, ordinary one please"

"Ok sir"

She left, I walked to my wristwatch on the table, it was few minutes past 2am!

Is that when Funke wants to know if I'm okay?! She came back with the water and I bade her goodnight.

I later learnt from Tega that Funke was just inches away from the door when she had suddenly opened the door and must have been at the door all the while. Tega had caught Funke in an awkward situation and the only way to downplay it is to walk in like she was actually just coming. Funke must've been eavesdropping on I and Tega!


Throughout our stay, nobody would believe me and Tega. because I stayed the distance and didn't start acting familiar. Tega too. I spoke formally to her when we were on duty. We worked pretty okay as a team. And fucked like a good team too.

I was never a kiss and tell so Idowu and KC never knew. Till date, I never told any of them.

The next day it happened in her room, twice. it had been 8months she had sex last. I slept in her room that night. And we had a quickie in the morning.

Later in the day, her friends came to visit, two of them. They had heard she was in town on assignment, so they called her and came over. From her friends, it wasn't hard to tell a little about tega. Though she had introduced me as a colleague, I could it tell that they didn't believe her with the way they glanced at me sizing me up. Ladies and their ways sha! men might never truly undestand women.


The morning we left, at the reception night duty staff were still around and I saw Funke. I gave her some money, this time she couldnt refuse and gave the rest of the people at the counter another 5,000 naira. Funke respectfully said thank you. They had all been nice and helpful during our stay there.

Tega was there. And she surprised me when she pleasantly called Funke, chatted briefly with her and gave her another 5,000 naira. A driver was ready to take us to charter a car at Challenge. Mission accomplished.


Maybe Tega was free with the whole thing cos I was only on a contract at the bank to expire once the project was completed nationwide. I wasn't her colleague afterall. Truly, we got back and submitted back our IDs. Me and Tega stayed friends. We never really dated but about twice she called me to accompany her out. Both were to social gatherings. One a party, the other a get-together. Of course I have a carriage that keeps my head high in midst of who-is-who. And Tega felt very comfortable showing me off as she chatted and laughed freely, I calmly flashed smiles when necessary as she introduced me to friends.


By the end of our stay KC has bleeped 7 girls. Idowu 2. They teased me about being in the ancient city of Ibadan that boasts some of the most beautiful women imaginable and of course with the biggest batty and not doing anything. I just keep quiet and smile whenever I remember -'The Tiger'


Tega.

The Unexpected 3

"What is it" Tega asked a little surprised

"You'd find out soon enough" I said


We went into our rooms. Soon as I entered, switched on the TV and sat by the edge of my bed, the intercom rang

"Hello?"

"What's the gift you have for me" Tega asked calmly

"Tell me right now, I don't like surprises. You shouldn't have told me. You should have just given me whenever u want to give" she said angrily

"Okay, its a box of chocolates" I joked

Mtscheeeeeew! A looong hiss resounded in my ears

"Don't leave me in suspense again, I don't like it" with that she said goodnight and dropped.


Woow! I don cross my line this night.


Like a zombie, without thinking nor waiting I picked up the bottle of Baileys I had bought in the afternoon, opened my door and down the corridor I went straight to the door adjacent mine. I knocked.

"Who is it" I heard Tega ask

"Open up" I said hoping she'd catch on to the voice.

The next moment, the door flung wide open and in the doorway appeared a charm! Pure charm!

In a blue vest that hugged her at the breasts she stood looking at me. I couldn't help my eyes slowly moving from her face, down her neck to her breasts. I looked no further. And slowly I retraced the flow of the look back to her face directly into her eyes. She didn't take her eyes off me nor did she say a word all the while. Then she crossed her arms on her chest like to say

'Yes? What do you want?'

I just stretched forward my hand with the bottle of Baileys.


Her face lit up like a child handed a box of chocolates!

"Woow!".

She covered her mouth with one hand and put the palm of the other hand on her breasts cleavage. She was acting like Baileys was an out of this world thing. I think not. I figured she actually likes surprises, the opposite of what she had earlier said.

From her reaction, she must definitely love Baileys the extra mile. I did a good job of listening for details when conversing with a lady...for out of the heart a mouth speaketh. But I think the excitement is that it must have come at a right time too.

Without a word I turned back and walked back to my room, only to find out I didn't even close my room door. I entered and closed it behind. I went and took a shower and dialed kitchen that they bring up food with water to my room. They said they'd be up in 30minutes. Exactly 25 minutes later, Funke came up with what I requested. I thanked her. As she was going out I called her back. Picked up my wallet on the table and pulled out two crisp 1000 naira note and handed it to her. She asked what it was for that our food had been paid for. I said it was for her to keep. To my amazement, she calmly smiled and said "Oh, thank you sir. but I can't receive tips"

Before I could say anything else, she gently placed it on the side stool, walked to the door and said

"Goodnight Sir. And please dont be offended"

With that, she left. I think I had a protective likeness for this cute girl which such dazzling hips. No, not to yansh. Just the natural likeness.

"Wait a minute" I hurriedly said "Have u seen that my friend, is she downstairs?"

"She only came to ask for ice blocks, she may be in her room now."

I realized I had used the wrong word to ask. My friend or my colleague?


I ate, dialed kitchen again to clear the table. It was Funke again.

"Are u people specifically assigned to each guest?"

"No, we are assigned to rooms"

Hmmm...


The relationship between me and Funke was somewhat of respect.  Or again, she might just be a very likeable person naturally.. I sensed she may like me. That look in her dreamy eyes and the way she talked to me? But again, a guy shouldn't always get corky when a girl likes him because it might just be for the wrong reasons and kill her vibes.

I treat people who attend to me right. Regardless who or where. You render me a service that I actually paid for, I'd still say "Thank you". You know, just courtesy. And still give tips freely when I can.

When I call on the intercom, I make any request with "Please..." I say thank you when they attend to me

When they greet me, I don't start with "how are you?" I go with "hello" or I say "Good morning" right back. Just avoid being obnoxious when you are loaded with cash. One evening I gave away a pack of fumman juice. I had requested one not chilled, they brought a chilled one. Instead of getting angry and being rude to any of them, I looked the other way. The next person that came up was Joe the cleaner.

After cleaning I asked him to sit. He removed his cap and cleaned his hands on his shirt before sitting. I gave him to juice to drink. He was shocked. Those little things that matter. Little did I know that Joe had gone to spread word about me being nice to him. This, I suspected endeared many of them to me. Funke inclusive.

So, I could easily ask a favour of any of them and they will oblige me.


But while i was Mr Nice Guy, I would later learn when we got back to lagos that KC had banged one of the hotel attendants. Idowu told me. KC had given her the girl some money that night and got laid.
Idowu had wanted to fuck Funke, but since she wouldn't bulge he lost out.


Knock knock on my door brought me back from my thoughts. I checked the time,

Who could it be?

"who?" I asked in a low tone.
"Open" I recognized the voice.

My door opened and Tega entered with the bottle of Baileys, chilled.

"Don't you ever lock your door?"

"I'm not expecting a thief" I said. She laughed.

"I thought you'd have finished the whole bottle"

"Did you think I was going to drink it all alone?"

I laughed.

"Sorry if the suspense was unnecessary" I said in a casual attempt to apologize

"A pleasant gift. The whole week had been rather dull, just routines. From the hotel to the branches and back and same thing the next day" she retorted.

With a sigh, she sank on the bed.

I got up and dialed kitchen for two cups. It was Funke who came up with them. She entered, didn't look at anybody's face, dropped the cups and left.

"Why do u make the girl nervous" I asked

"Who? Me? Maybe she thinks I'm ur girlfriend, or wife" she said after a brief hesistation.

"And u'd be staying in a different room? so you really think if you were my girlfriend, i'd let you stay in a different room?" I flirted sensing the mood.

Tega laughed in a 'girlie' manner but did not say anything

"That one can never happen o" I said...


On and on we chatted. She poured us the drink, handed a cup to me and went straight to my laptop. Next song I heard playing was Brian Adams singing 'Heaven'. a cool song, I tell you!

She was lying on the bed. I sat on the chair and we were talking nothing significant.

The content of her cup drained and she stretched out the cup. I refilled it.

That sweetness of the cream! Easily to sip. Slowly we got tipsy, then we got high.

"Do you have any song by Anita Baker" she asked.
But why couldn't she just check list of artists in  my windows media player or song in the iTunes.

"Yeah, many" I went over to where she laid. I sat by the edge of the bed, slightly turned the laptop to search for the song. At the angle I turned it, she adjusted to see what I was doing. The side of her face was touching my upper arm. I had a vest on.

Her face touching my arm sent tingles through my body. I sipped at my drink, camly. But like a lion whose hunting instinct had been ignited had sensed and marked his meal. I found and played soul music from Baker. Seemingly oblivious of her face touching my arm and sending some warmth. I had not the slightest idea of what Anita Baker does to her. Nor of the extent Baileys had done.

"I'm surprised you listen to such songs" she teased.

"I listened to all these in the 90s as a young chap toasting with smooth lines from Boys II Men and co"

Suddenly she bursted out laughing. I looked at her cup -empty!

I poured more into her cup and poured in mine too. Sweet baileys, the silent 'discombabulator' of defenses. Sweet she sips, higher she gets.

"Then you should show me ur dance steps"

Without a word, I set down my cup, took her by her left arm and pulled her up. She staggered a bit but gained balance. I stood behind her and my hands went round her tummy, that space of flesh between her vest and shorts, below the navel.

My chest on her back, she swung her two hands behind to my neck and was playing with my ears.


Knowing how sensitive a woman's neck is, I planted a kiss. She didn't move. I planted another. This time slower. I kissed the back of her neck with my lips slightly apart such that the inner soft layer of my mouth was what kissed her. Then slowly I dragged the kiss down her neck such that my upper lip that brushing down her neck down 2 inches. She twisted.

My hands moved upward to lightly touch her breasts. Then under her vest my hands went. Touching the base of the breasts first, I felt the smoothness. I caressed her breasts a little more.

Just then, I my hand dropped to her sides, slid behind her and was on my trouser, gently rubbing it in a slow circular motion. And slowly, the sleeping giant began to awake!

Still standing behind her, one hand remained fondling her breast, the other headed 'South-South' to liberate the region. My hand went into her short, into her camel toe. My heart had started beating.


We were under the influence!


My fingers were instantly briefed of the job by the brain. Her laps were huge that my fingers had to work their way parting her fleshy lap to get into her, she adjusted a bit to let the finger in. I felt that tenderness of the inner lips of a punny. She wriggled and was tightening her laps more in the sweetness of the pleasure, crushing the fingers in. I removed my hand, turned her round and to face me, then slightly guided her backwards as she fell on the bed and rebounded.I came on top of her. My mouth went straight for breasts.

They were sumptuous. And succulent. I began to caress those breasts. I sucked those breasts. Damn those breast were like oranges. For a thick figure like hers they were firm, really firm. I forgot the world as I sucked like a baby. It was like the breasts were eggs. Smooth as eggshells. I sucked until I heard the first moan.

Babies could ejaculate hearing those sensual moans, but not men. definitely not an Alpha.

While my mouth was still on the breast, my hands went under to the button of her short, I unbuttoned it and zipped it down. I pulled it off to reveal a black g-string. One look at the hips told me how massive her nyansh was. Of what she carried behind her. As her weight pressed down on the bed, and the flesh at her hips doubled and folded into rumps. Raw yansh! Raw flesh!! I nearly went mad! That was a massive chunk of flesh by her pelvic area. I pulled off the g-string while she raised her ass to let it off.
I fondled her clit for a moment while she got more and more wet, i slid in a finger, it was tight! Even for a middle finger?

I pushed in the finger and began to fuck her with it.

Oh Tega! Her pucssy was succulent. Very soft punny. Then I decided to take a look!!!

Lawd! Good Lawd!! Her puscsy labia was swollen soft. Yeah, she had chubby punanny. The lips of her vaginna were huge and flesh. And that while slippery ever juicy water was all over it. She was wet to her very outter pussy. Deep inside the red punny facing me was a fountain releasing the pussssy juice to flow freely. I was seeing everything live and it added some ectasy to the experience.

A wet pussy in front of me? My rod nodded. It knows a good food. And damn this punanny will be screwed in a way all women will want theirs handled. My dick had grown into a full fledge weapon of pussy attention giver.


Powered by Baileys...

The Unexpected 2

I had my earphones on, listening to music while Idowu and KC chatted with the driver.

Suddenly I heard a sudden burst of laughter so I quickly removed the earphones to hear what the joke was about. KC had started his jokes. Idowu was laughing hysterically. Even the driver was laughing too. I turned back, Tega was saying...

"You guys seem to be used to working in an informal setting"

"Well, we're considered to be off duty till we sign in the log register at the branch" I Jokingly replied

"The bank considers you on duty cos the risk of this journey is on them"

Like she had been suppressing the laughter from Kc's jokes, there was a forceful laugh when KC got to the part of the story where his guest's high heels was stolen from the door of his one room somewhere in Oregun. The visiting girl had come with six inches heel that KC equated to an Iroko tree. After her visit and 'forming' for him, she was set to go only to find her shoe was missing from the foot mat at the door of his room.

We all busted into laughter. Tega laughed too, but it was obvious she tried to control it.


Ibadan is a lively city. Fleshy women abound. Full busty girls seemed to be in every nook and cranny of Ibadan. I wondered at the many beautiful works of art called women peacefully going about their businesses here. Although a bit loud, a typical 'Ibadanese' as KC would call them wasn't bothered about that. In fact, they'd show off the pride in themselves by cussing you out.
There were also people dressed in native. Something rare on a typical Monday in Lagos.

Unusual also, was that many of the houses are not orderly arranged into streets per se. The back of one house could be facing the front of another person's house.Or perhaps, unusual to people new to the lively ancient city.


The car was to take us to a hotel Tega had described to him. The plan was to take rooms and drop our bags then he'd take us to the branch we were to visit first.

But on getting to Ibadan we were lagging behind on time. If we went to the hotel first, we'd be late to the branch, which was unacceptable. So we headed straight to the branch. Paid the driver and Tega even gave him extras. He was a very lively and accommodating elderly man. He laughed hysterically through the  journey that lasted about two hours and doubled as a travel guide.

The Branch Manager received us very well, as though we were some very special and high powered delegate from Head Office. Very warm reception. They had been expecting us. We dropped our bags in his office, we set to work. Tega was to coordinate and oversee what we did while we did the hands-on job.
At the end of the day's job, we had successfully upgraded the branch to the HO's new standard. We finished at few minutes to 7pm. The BM was delighted. He asked where we were staying, we said no were just going to look for an accommodation. He called the driver to put out bags in the boot and asked us to give him the pleasure of hosting us. They called the head of marketing and asked for the department's car.

He got into the front seat of his own official car. I sat behind the driver while Tega sat beside, behind the BM.

In the other car was the Admin, Idowu and KC.

We rode in front while the other car trailed behind.

Minutes later, we drove into the drive-way of an exquisite hotel at Challenge. From the reception, the hotel told of some good experiences to come. Hmm....
Anyway, at this time I was already tired. I couldn't wait to take a gulp of some rum. I had come along with one.

The BM had called the manager of the hotel on the way so the reception was nice. Like Very Important Persons were here. Tega took a room, I took another adjacent hers. KC and ID took rooms downstairs.
The driver was to come and get us at 8am. We thanked the kind BM and he left. He had requested we drop our bags and join him for a drink but we declined as we were tired. I was beginning to wonder if this 'kind' man wasn't after any of us. Definitely we, the guys. You never know with all these very 'kind' bank managers. Lol.
Well, everyone retired to their rooms. I opened my bag and brought out the bottle of rum I had come with.

An attendant knocked and asked what I wanted to have for dinner. I could order anything. I guess that's why the Admin came along.

I rather asked if she could get my shirt and trousers to the laundry to have them pressed. She obliged, walked over to the intercom on the side stool and dialed the laundry. As she walked over I could she how much of a good shape she had but I'm a bit too conserved *wink* to be that raunchy. I didn't give her a second thought. As I handed her the clothes she asked about what I wanted to eat. I asked her what time the restaurant closes, she said 10pm. But that guest staying in the hotel can call the kitchen for food or drinks 24hours a day. I asked her to help me get a glass cup. She left and came back with two wine cups on a tray. So i teased if I was still to pay for room service. Because you never know with these hotels. They can bill you just for bringing an empty cup. She passed off my naivety as a joke. I shrugged and took it as she left. I didn't know what can over the conservative guy o, but as she turned to go, my eyes fell of the calabash of this girl o. I had to shake it off once the door closed behind her. I poured a bit of rum into it and gulped it down. Still, images of what I had just seen wouldn't leave me be.
Minutes later I felt the hunger of the whole day tightening up the walls of my stomach. I decided to go down to the restaurant instead of calling them up. It'll afford me the opportunity to see around where I was staying better.

As I stepped into the restaurant, there was Tega! Seated on a table with a pack of Fumman orange juice, and snacks. Well, if I went to another table it will look lame. So I joined her.


"Tega" I called out
She turned around to see me

"You should be resting for the work ahead tomorrow stag" she joked.

"I just wanted to have a feel of this place a little" images from what I had just seen flashed across

"Its a nice place really. And i think the BM was nice" she said

"I hope it reflects in your reports" I teased

She laughed.

We started chatting.

"Your lens is a bit thicker than average" I quipped "what's your measurement"

"Do u use glasses too?" She asked

"No" I replied
"You asked like you use one"
"Its no rocket science that focal length is measured"

We chatted some more, well into an hour.


From the chat I knew she was from the state 'with a big heart'. From remarks and comments she made I knew she wasn't married and stayed at an estate opposite that Presbyterian church in Yaba. Tajudeen blah blah...

In a very careless manner I mentioned I just took a quick shot of rum. She asked where? And I foolishly told her I had come along with a bottle. She didn't seem to like the sound of that. Immediately i noticed her subtle reaction, I asked her and she explained that it's not like she doesn't enjoy drinks but does not do rums, she rather enjoys creams like baileys but certainly not while on a job.

We talked a lot more and I found out she he had schooled in UI years ago and knew Ibadan fairly well. And that some of her friends still stay in Ibadan.


We chatted other small stuff and about our job in Ibadan.

During our chat, the lady that took my clothes for to the laundry room for ironing came and said it was ready. I just pulled out my room key and asked her to drop it for me. As she walked away, I glanced at her gentle sways. And yes, those swayings swayed my mind away from Tega briefly...

A good sway makes a man excited, no doubt. Don't blame me, God's programming.

Tega asked me why I'd give my room key to a hotel attendants, did I not know they are thieves? I just smiled and said

"This one is not" I replied

"And why do you know a thief if I may ask" she retorted

You know a good girl in her mannerism

"Then you'd be a type to be easily deceived"

"On the contrary Tega" I smiled.

"Well, I hope u don't have any money in the room"

"I do"

"Then it must be change"

"No. Quite an amount" I said

"So you trust so easily?"

"No, I don't trust easily" but "Sometimes, I give nature benefit of doubt"


That night passed.


I have come to know Tega as friendly and doesn't overstep boundaries. And I refrained from being too 'familiar' with her. Some jokes, chats, and questions, yet a little distance.


From the hotel, the driver came on time and picked us to the branch where we thanked the BM heartily, he asked the driver to drop us at the next branch we were to work. He called the BM of that branch on phone and said

"They will be at your place soon. When they finish, they may go back to same hotel they stayed or if they decide on a change"

He said these like he tried to pass on a message that he's no longer taking care of anything else since we were done with this branch.


After the day's successful work, the BM asked the driver and one other guy to take us to where we stayed. I think the guy was to find out how much the accommodation was and two meals for each of us.


For every branch we worked, the each BM provided an official vehicle to transport us to and fro the branch from the hotel, the bills (feeding and laundry).


On the third day, I noticed something. When we got back to the hotel and refreshed, we came out. It had become a ritual to get back, shower and come out of our rooms, or maybe we were looking forward to seeing each other and our chats. She was at the reception area when I strolled down to get call credit for my phones. She was in a pair of brown shorts and slacks. We were talking when that same attendant was passing by and greeted me. I greeted her back and...

"What's ur name?"

"Funke" then she also greeted Tega

"Okay, thanks for the other day"

"No problem sir" Funke replied, turned and left

When I turned to face Tega, she was different!

Her eyes had rage in them!! She gave that look your girlfriend wears when she's with you and catches u looking at another girl. Envy? But that can't be. There's a wide gap in status between Tega and a hotel attendant. Well, maybe I didn't understand that attention matters to a girl. One I had unconsciously given her. And she wouldn't want a shapely 'rival' around her while we gisted about the day's event. Though, I had thought how nice it'd be with a girl like Tega but I never thought it possible.

Oops!.. :O


Since when? I must have been slow to catch on that her "Good morning" formal greetings had turned to "Hi"

Her formal "How are you?" had turned to "how was your night?"


From nowhere Idowu and KC joined us. All four of us were talking and laughing when suddenly KC stopped and slowly stood up. I turned to see a girl thoroughly dressed with fresh make-up on her face walk up to us. Her lips shining with gloss.

At this time of the night, ladies' make-up are wearing off. How come she's so freshly dressed at this time of the night except she's a...


"I have to go" Kc said and without waiting for anyone to say anything, he walked over to the girl.

Tega just acted like she didn't know what's up.

"Na wa for KC o" Idowu said

"Its been days, u too should do something fast" I said jokingly to Idowu

"See who is talking. Mr team leader you don't even know my scores"

Tega looked up at him and slowing shook her head

"You guys should be careful" she said. Then raised her head to look straight into my eyes

"And you too, Stag" Tega said, her eyes piercing.

"That's why I came with a bottle of rum, u don't have to worry about me"

I could see a relief in those eyes.

She smiled.


Whaaatt!!! I looked at her but again didn't see any smile. I thought I had seen a quick sly smile somewhere on that face. Maybe I didn't see anything afterall.

Idowu yawned tired and retired to his room. Again I was left with Tega. After a while chatting, we bade goodnight and left to our rooms. Ten minutes later I my intercom buzzed

"Who's it" I wondered aloud into the mouthpiece.

"Its Tega" the voice responded

"Do you smell something?"

"No I said"

"There's a disturbing smell in my room"

"Like what" I asked

"Can u come, please?"

I went to her room. There were packs of juice, chocolate bars, and a trolley with milk, sugar, fruits on it. On the bed was her laptop and Bon Jovi was playing 'mystery train'.

Truly, I could smell that faint scent of SK. Whoever was in the next room must having been smoking some real odorless blunt. In this posh hotel? I asked her to call the reception but she refused. She then asked if I could stand outside with her till the smell fades. I obliged.

While outside I just jokingly said it would have been better if we waited in my room, it was awkward standing at this time of a night outside the corridor. She didn't object, rather she said

"I had thought about it too"

So we went to my room. She teased I didn't even know how to drink, the bottle of rum wasn't even up to half yet, indicating I don't drink much. She took videos I downloaded from you-tube from my laptop to her phone. Some 20minutes later we went back to her room and she could now sleep.

The next morning I found out from Funke it was a young chap that looked like a 'yahoo-boy' that took the room with his girlfriend. He had been staying there for two weeks.

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I had woken up exceptionally strong on this morning. We set out to work. When it was lunch time, I decided to stroll out. Usually, the branch arranged food from an eatery. when I got outside I couldn't help but notice again that women in Ibadan had huge asses! Damn!!

It flashed in my mind that Tega schooled here. Maybe no wonder her huge batty.

I walked into a store to buy things. I bought cashew nuts, three cans of smirnoff ice. As I was about to leave my eyes caught something. A bottle of baileys! I bought it. The big size.


I returned to the branch office. On our way back to the hotel, I handed a can of smirnoff ice to Idowu and Kc each. Tega sat in front. The driver asked if there was any more for him. Lol. Even driver on duty wanted to indulge but I hadn't considered him. He dropped us off and I gave him 2,000 Naira to get whatever he wanted for himself. He was very happy.



As we walked through the reception, I said to Tega:



"I have a gift for you"...

The Unexpected. Tega.

Real life events.
Names changed to protect identities.
Limited descriptions of Locations to further protect identities.




The Unexpected.


At the time I was working with a consulting firm, freshly graduated, banks were merging and being swallowed up in a consolidation process initiated by the Central Bank of Nigeria. Some banks have consultants who do auditing and accounting processes, recruitment etc for them.

When it was time to merge with other banks, they had to reconcile all branches across the nation. Most banks did not have the human capacity to carry out the reconcilation nationwide so they outsource such project to these consulting firms to handle.

This is how my firm came in.


This particular bank that hired us has its Head office at Lagos Island. Victoria Island specifically. Smart peeps can start their wild guesses, Lol!

Off we went on that Monday morning to the Island for briefing on the job.

Myself, my boss and other colleagues. Were were many. Such that could cover the entire nation in teams. Of course, to be that many my boss had to outsource for extra hands.

We are to collect certain data and relay direct to Head Office for merging and subsequently make manual changes on some systems in the branches for accounting. Some states have a lot of branches while some had fewer branches. Lagos and Ibadan had very many branches.

To make the task easier, we were grouped into teams. Each team of four had a team head which "will be communicated to you later..." we were told. And the team heads are members of staff of the bank. So each team had three people from my firm and one person from the bank who reports to the Head of Project.

My boss picked a leader among his workers in each team that would send reports to him directly. That leader for my team was me.

Though my leadership is still subject to the overall team leader, who was a staff of the bank and appointed by the bank to lead. That was the order of ranking. my other team mates from my head submitted reports to me while I in turn submitted to the Team Head to report to the Head of Project.

We had a break for lunch.

At the cafeteria, food was free but for staff of the bank alone. We  (from the firm) needed to get clearance before we could eat. So we had to get off the queue and wait in clusters round some tables, very humiliating.

The queue went on while we chatted among ourselves, of course creating some attention as many of the bank workers didn't know who we were.

A lot of lovely babes worked in this bank o! The cafeteria was alive with activities as people moved about, ate and left. Many of the ladies in high heels, glasses, trousers and blouses, skirt suits revealing very lovely shapes. Beautiful skins that told they were being well taken care of. even my nose at some point got confused because there was just too many nice smelling fragrances coming off these beautiful chic figures.

Many of them 'lovelies' in here! But one seemed to have caught my attention. Nothing out of the ordinary though but she had a batty. Yes, she had this huge ass that caught my eyes and as a sure guy, I began to assess it. Analyzing those curves that seemed to speak directly to my eyes.That type of ass that instantly makes u think of nothing more but sex. She was clad in black skirt suit. A white inner blouse. But I couldn't see her face well.

"Wow" I thought to myself

I shook it off and ran my eyes around some more. The more I tried to ignore it, the more i got more and more attracted to it.
"Which kain wahala be this nau" I said to myself.

Just then, the authorization came and we ate. After which we went back to the meeting room. There were more people this time around. I soon found out the difference. The team heads from the bank had joined us. Apparently they had their own morning session elsewhere. I was grouped in Team 7. One by one the project head called out the names of team leaders who either waved or briefly stood for identification.
"Team 1, the leader is..."
On and on the teams and the corresponding name as leader was called out. It was getting boring having to hear all those and my mind began to drift. Among the people being named by the bank were mostly guys (all looking smart in their black suits and tie), there were only two ladies. One of the ladies looked a bit too old. The other face looked like one I had seen earlier. I was wondering which of the guys might
My mind kept wondering and wandering until I was jolted back to the meeting room when I heard...

"Team 7, your team leader will be Tega Oghaga." A lady at the far end of the long conference table waved. I could see her properly. I could only see she wore a white blouse and a black jacket.

"Team 8..." The Project head went on.
later, we were to be issued ID cards from the bank. The arrangements seemed like we were staff of the bank. Surely, this bank had good working ethics: Everybody called everybody by name regardless how intimidating the superior's position is. Old or young, experienced professional or newbie.
Hmm, but that ends with the bank o, any attempt to call Mr Adekoya (my boss) by name and the next day, your colleagues will hear there are reasons why "...he couldn't continue with us".


After the session we at an inner meeting among the Prits Integrated Systems Ltd members of staff. We were to meet team heads in each team's meeting the following day.
Later that same evening, I received a text message saying we were to meet next morning at 9am in meeting room 3. It read something like

"Team 7 will be meeting in meeting room 3 by 9am tomorrow morning. Pls be punctual. T. Oghaga"

Next morning at 7:30, I was already there waiting cos I left home quite early at 5:30am. The AC did a good job in assisting me sleep. I rested my head on the table and took off after setting alarm on my phone...

Other colleagues started arriving and I awoke. We were chatting at about 8:50am when the door opened and a lady wearing glasses walked in.

"Hello everybody, my name is Tega. Oghaga Tega. And I am the team leader, sorry we could not meet yesterday..."


Wait a minute I had seen this hourglass figure somewhere, I tossed at my memory. Then it hit me, yesterday at the restaurant! Ah! Imagine remembering someone by her shape tells those curves must really be unforgettable! That awkward moment when you don't remember a lady's face until you see her hips! Then it hits you instantly. identification by ass. Lol. Show me your ass and I'd remember your name kinda moment.

"Wow" I heard myself say under my breath. Such a beauty up close. She was thick. Not fat, thick with a sensuality. Her skin looked soft at a glance. The type of skin oil money produced. She reminded me of Halle Berry. Dark definite eyes. Elegant!

One by one we introduced ourselves.


"So we will start at exactly 9" she was saying. And left.

She's the only lady in Team 7, the rest of us are guys. Myself, Idowu (we called I.D) and Kingsley (we called KC the menace). KC is the jovial one. He cracks jokes anytime anywhere not minding who was listening. Many times his jokes are not for office environment. He's a loud, careless talker. He'd talk about the girls he meets and many times in a very joking manner that u just end up laughing even when u know the jokes are too raw.

Soon as she left with the door barely closed behind her, KC cleared his throat in a way a guy would know what he meant.

Tega had an asss! Damn! Thick batty.

As she turned and slowly walked out, her huge batty rolled mildly. Up and down her ass went, creating a roller-coaster of feelings that culminated in blood gushing to the pelvic region.

KC's eyes copied. And I heard him say

"May the gods save us from the yanshes of this world"

Me and I.D busted into laughter. KC was such character!

I caught myself quickly as I needed to keep the team on track internally.


"Let's hope she carries the team along well. If she's a difficult person I'll let Mr Adekoya know if we can't work with her" I said

"Meanwhile, who knows Ibadan well enough to navigate?" I asked.

Nobody.


Minutes later, Tega walked back in. Pencil in one hand and a writing pad in the other.

Tega looked a little older than the rest of us. A glance at the fourth finger of her left hand, no ring. I tried to look closely if the finger had that lighter skin that the prolonged use of a marital ring produced around a finger. None. Could this mean she's not married, and never had?


Throughout the meeting she talked like a professional with the aura of an independent woman. Her fixed hair packed to the back. Very minimal make-up. Her glasses looked recommended for an eye defect, slightly thicker than average glasses. Well, I could manage with her. She didn't seem bad at all. She wasn't bossy, and did not try to assert herself.

She later explained why she was chosen as leader for the team to Ibadan was that she knew Ibadan a bit well amongst other considerations. (Or did the management know someone here wouldn't mind such batty?..)


Through the week we had trainings by the bank's staff. By Friday we had known Tega well enough. She wasn't judgmental at all. I'm sure she's a leader somewhere cos she was so natural at coordinating things and seemed to know how to deal with people. Even when u didn't catch on to something fast, she took her time to explain it. Soon, though KC still passed side comments about her fine shape, he had come to learn a lot from her. KC was the slowest learner among us, yet the craziest.

We were to leave on Monday. Although we were not given any official vehicle from Lagos, official vehicles were waiting in Ibadan, provided by the branches we were to work while we were at the branch.
Enough money had been made available to Tega for the round trip and all expenses (feeding, accommodation etc) had been arranged. While the bank made money available, Prit Intergrated Systems Ltd made money available to me for the project too as the leader of the team. So money was not a problem at all. We were well 'over stocked' with money.

Other teams headed north, east and south-south were put in flights to major cities with airports, from there they'd connect their destinations. We met at the Head Office at 7am to collect material we needed and by 7:30 we were in a taxi headed to Ojota park to charter a car. That old park in Ojota on the right, after the bridge from Maryland, Lagos. It was a very dusty park. I had two bundles of N500 notes in my bag that morning while the rest were cooling off in a temporary ATM meant for the project alone and couldn't be used once the money in it was all withdrawn.
Tega definitely had something higher. Chicken feed compared to the money made available for the entire week project which was cooling off in my account with instant access through ATM if need be.

The idea is that nothing must hinder you being at the branch at the time slated. 'You must deliver and on time'. No lateness. No excuses. We were to be in the branch 12noon that same day and we were to spend one week to cover all the branches in Ibadan. Iwo road, Dugbe, UCH area etc. That was a whole lot of work.

We chartered a Peugeot 504 for 15,000 Naira. That classic interstate traveler. KC sat in front, myself and ID sat on same seat. Tega 'the boss' sat at the back seat. With our bags loaded in the boot...


We left for Ibadan.