Diary of wild Tania. PART 3

PART 2

Diary of wild Tania PART 3..
 Honestly I didn't see her fist flying in the air until it suddenly landed right on my right cheek.
 Gbuaaaaaaaaaaa.
     I lost balance and crashed into one of the leather chairs.
Pete swiftly reached for the mad woman and pinned her  flaying arms with a deft hand. With the other hand he pulled me up as I struggled to find balance. "What has got into you Tinuke?!" Pete demanded viciously."How dare you barge into my office? And my guards? They let you enter my office?Unbelievable -"
"Please Ma'am..I'm sorry.." I trailed off, the feeling of mortification filling my entire system now. What was I thinking even? I was about to be screwed by  pete..if she hadn't shown up..oh my..
"She isn't even my wife!" Pete thundered breaking into my confused thoughts. "A girlfriend who's actually acting like a wife. Even my wives won't dare. You must leave immediately Tinuke. You must! And it's over."
 The fact that I just learnt she wasn't Pete's wife somewhat gave me the courage to squarely face the woman whose eyes were spitting raw fire. " You heard Pete. Leave. You have no right to barge in here. And to think you're just a mere girlfriend as I am! " I let a small giggle escape my lips,as I buttoned my loose top. I eyed her with a derisive twist to my lips. I turned to Pete. He was talking into his Mobile phone and a few seconds later four mobile policemen trooped into his office.
"Take her away." he ordered them,waving at Tinuke. Like flash of lightening she pivoted on her heels and rushed to the spot Pete stood. She gave him a sound slap to the astonishment of everyone. Pete slowly raised his hand to touch the part of his face that still throbbed from the impact. He smiled.
"..And you Ashawo! Prostitute,bitch,whore! You shall see me again. I shall tear you -" she shrieked.
The policemen whisked her away.
Silence.
Pete slowly stretched out his arms and I rushed in. I heaved a sigh of relief
"I'm so sorry darling." he murmured into my ears,holding me. His hand slowly worked on my tense back,kneading the flesh into warm pliance.
I was getting aroused again.
"You should be." I said under my breathe,finding his warm lips once again.
He pulled away abruptly and told me it didn't have to be in the office this time.
"Yeah you are right. " I agreed reluctantly.
"I'm truly sorry Baby. That crazy woman spoilt our beautiful evening. We'll have to reschedule for tomorrow."
Oh yeah? When I was this wet and dripping? Naaaa, not possible. I needed that bulge right inside me. Now.
I closed the tiny gap between us ,yanked his shirt and settled my lips on his left nipple. Pete groaned uncontrollably.
I dragged,nibbed,and flirted with the turgid bud,enjoying his deep guttural moan. "Wicked Tania.. naughty Tania.."
I ran my tongue down his navel and gently fingered the swollen shaft that was begging for my attention. He literally jumped. I'm sure he felt same electric wave as I did. I lowered my body frame and found his turgidity. Oh dear, Chief Peter had it...awesome!
I covered the full,hard length with my mouth and began to make soft,light circular movements with my tongue. Pete shook like a dry leaf in harmattan.
I felt him almost spilling his warm creamy essence into my mouth when I heard a knock on the door!
 Oh no!
The knock was real. As was the dream.
My goodness,it had all been a dream. My next-door neighbour had come to alert me that it was about to rain. I got up and hurriedly checked the time. Twenty eight minutes before 7pm. The appointment with the formidable Chief Peters Badmus  still held for 7pm.
I was still thinking about the erotic dream when I arrived his the office some minutes later. When the door to his office slid open to receive me,I wasn't expecting the stern look on his face as he gestured at me to sit. He was taking a call and not for once would he spare a glance at my direction!
 ..to be continued.
Written by Imim.

*Pure pure fiction.
Hope you guys 'digged' today's diary? Lol.. I wish it wasn't a dream though.

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 Have a wonderful day y'all...

Diary of wild Tania. PART 2

Diary of wild Tania. PART 1

Diary of Wild Tania. PART 2
As I cast a last glance at my standing mirror I ran an appreciative eye through my appearance;no button was amiss. Thank God everything was in perfect shape this evening. And then I remembered I hadn't used my perfume. Quickly I got hold of my La force 11 D&G and dabbed it around my wrist,nape, back of my ear and then finally under my skirt -a practise I had picked from my elder sister whose sweet soul was sure resting in perfect peace now.
       I got into my Crv Honda jeep and stepped on the accelerator.  It was 6:45pm. Still had some 15 minutes before I got there. I increased my speed and took the shortcut that landed me right in front of Chief Peters Badmus' office at exactly 5minutes before 7pm. The place seemed quiet. I would have thought no one was around if not that I saw two security guards who cleared their throats to signify their presence.
"Good evening Sir.." Chai, a bit of embarrassment coloured my cheeks. I almost could hear their thoughts. What was this chic doing in Chief's office at this time? Oh yes.. the continuation of the job interview now,right?!
 Whether they thought these thoughts they wouldn't show it as they returned my greeting and then one of them led me to the entrance of Chief Peter's office. He hurriedly took his leave without a word.
 A smiling Chief Peters instantly opened the door as he may have watched me approach on the CCtv inside his office. He gestured I come in and waved at a seat. I gingerly sat on one of the  brown leather upholstered chairs,my eyes roaming round the impeccably neat office.. and then my eyes came to settle on Chief. My heart jolted. He was wearing just a pristine-white singlet over tight-fitting blue denim trousers. Gone was the distinguished look,the near-frightening brusque CEO whose eyes earlier brimmed. The man standing right before me now with a glass of wine and a bottle of champagne was a lover man, a man who definitely had sex on his mind.
       I took the glass from him,a small smile curving my lower lip. He popped the bottle of champagne and offered me a glass full. He poured a glass for himself and beckoned on me for a toast. No words were spoken. Our glasses just clanked and he came to sit by my side.
"You are a very beautiful young woman. You know that,don't you? Aha.. she smiles." he spoke,nudging my ribs. I giggled but wouldn't pull away. It was like some sort of magnetic force held me bound. He told my glass and dropped it on the stood by the chair and pulled me into his arms. "You smell nice Tania."
"Thank you sir." I muttered.
"Its Pete. Call me Pete,okay?"
I nodded,smelling the blend of aftershave and masculine perfume oozing from him. He just wouldn't take his hands off me, this man! Now he was gently caressing my arms,same time maintaining eye contact with me. I lowered my eyelids,my gaze moving to the hard bulge that was becoming so evident in the V of his denim.
"But Chief -Pete...". I trailed helplessly,moaning. Jeez,this man was killing me but I had to..to..voice some sort of "chic with honour" words,right? Sometimes I wondered why one even had to act decent when your body was screaming indecent,riotous,wanton desires. Well,I guess maybe that was. Just the way it was meant to be. Maybe women were fashioned to act coy and chaste,right? Now I wasn't prepared to act fashioned in that regard at all,especially as I was beginning to respond in wild frenzy. Chief -oops -Pete had good lips for kissing. I tasted his lower lip and bit deeper into the recess of his mouth,licking his tongue as I had a fill of his wetness.
" You cannot work for me Tania!" he whispered harshly,pulling back from my tight embrace. He stood and with one hand dragged me to my feet. "You are one hell of a sexy,wild girl and I knew it the moment you walked through that door. I understood that I had to have you."
" I want you too." I admitted boldly closing the gap between us.
"I don't date my staff Tania."
Oh..
"Then fix me up somewhere dear." I whispered,touching him right there where his shaft throbbed angrily.
He nodded his head like a kid who was ordered to turn off the Tv and go to bed.
"Good boy." I mouthed throatily,enjoying the feminine and manipulative power I had over him.
I was dragging his head to kiss him fully on the lips when the door unceremoniously flung open to reveal an enraged woman whose eyes spat thunder.  At that precise moment I thought of that adage,"Beware of a woman scorned." but there glaring at us  was a woman who wasn't only scorned but a lethal animal who had every intent to strike to kill. We froze.
"Tinuke! What are you doing here?" Chief Peters eyes rounded in shock when he found his voice.
"Oh yeah?" Tinuke quirked one eyebrow sarcastically as she took a step towards me.
..to be continued.
Written by Imim victo.
..and yeah,purely fiction,hehhehehehe..

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Anonymously share your naughty secrets here!!! *Wink*

Sweet peeps,how are you today? It's  saturday and we should be doing a lil bit of crazy stuff here,right? Now lemme give you guys the scope on this post. We share our dark,naughty secrets here. You mustn't  use a name but by all means if you wanna,cool.
 You can send me a mail which I'll publish here or better still,hit on the comment box.
Would love to share mine to begin with..*winks*
  Hehehehe,let the fun begin !

This actually happened to Imim.  Some years ago,say 9 years or so..I saw this heart-stopping,breath taking,devastatingly handsome niggy on the bus,on my way to lagos. I wanted him so bad.I wanted to fcku him so bad.Make love,have sex,fcku,bang.. whatever! I just knew I wanted those firm lips on mine! Now,i wasn't really the promiscuous type. But don't knw where that feeling to be devoured by this stranger came from! 

I'm sure the feeling was mutual. He would look at me,and i'll just melt in a thousand ways. Well,we got talking. And talking. And talking.

And then we approached Lagos. He stopped around Berger. Bus stop. Like an automaton,i came down with him. We crossed the roads. Wordlessly.

His apartment was posh. Smooth. Clean. Good to fcuk!

We went down to business.

We banged like there was no tomorrow. Jeez,he was sweet! He held me tenderly afterwards. Murmured some sweet nothings my ears. No promises,no endearments,no nothing.

I was cool with that anyway. Shortly before I left, I saw a wedding IV card resting on the stool. It was his. The wedding was a week from that day.
Inwardly I wished him well.
I had my own boo,whom I cared deeply for. Perhaps he too was at that moment fcuking some random chic in PH abi?! Life sha..

He dropped me off with a tender smile. Wordlessly too.

I jejely enter road find bus to my destination. Funny I wasn't ashamed of it. Didn't feel guilty. Nothing!

Years later,i think back and cringe at my juvenile misdemeanour. Not many chics are that lucky. What's that his name again oooo..?! Er.. I think one yoruba name like that!

Lol..on to the next one!

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Name : Miss Jennifer.
Occupation : Final year student,Uniben.
Hobbies : Dancing,swimming,shopping and relaxing.
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Question of the day : Why do some men cheat even though they have the best of partners?

I've heard a lot of Men say,"We were genetically wired to cheat!"
While many seem to strongly think it's in the male genes to cheat on their partners irrespective of all the good loving thay get,others aren't just buying that crap. Christo for instance -who happens to be a good friend of mine.. He's right here with me as I write even. And he tells me it's bullsh*t as he never ever cheats on his lady except when she gives him good reasons to.
Can you tell me some of the reasons,Christo?
He says : 1. When she unnecessary starves me of sex!
2. When she stops trying to stay sexy for me.
3.When she nags non stop!

Hmmm..
 This again brings my mind to Temi,a long time friend who reiterated that all men were cheats,once I brought this topic up sometime ago. But the wise ones,he said, only briefly two-timed as a form of rejuvenating their own relationship,strengthening its appeal and adding some sparkle.
 Temi! *rolling my eyes*
If you are a guy reading this,please say something about why you cheat on her!  Is it because she has stopped being appealing to you as Christo admitted ? Or you can't just help but find yourself cheating just because you THINK its in your makeup to do so?
Ladies,you can chip in something too. My ears are itching!
Imim.

"How can I be in love with two guys at the same time?" -Omono xx

Hey guys, I met Omono yesterday through a mutual friend at a supermarket. She had accompanied Doris my childhood friend down to pick a few items. Somehow we got talking. Somehow we hit it off. Somehow she got clingy,and just somehow she got to tell me about the dilemma she had found herself -being in love with two guys! Like that was not so cool enough,she didn't know which of them to choose!
 Have you ever found yourself in such a fix? Well,i have...(that's story for another day! *wink*)
Back to the matter on ground, Omono narrated how she had come to start dating the second guy whom she had just met 7 months ago. Prior to that time,she had never for any reason cheated on Charles,the first guy whom she had been dating for 3 and half years.. well until he started to cheat on her. She caught him severally but because she was so much in love with him she forgave him each time and was determined to make it work. That didn't mean she stopped hurting though : she hated the fact that she loved him deeply and couldn't bring herself to walk away. It was a sad story.
 When she met Kunle,the second guy she had no inkling they would have a relationship. He was a close friend at first and slowly became a lover. An ardent lover at that!
 Yes she told him about Charles. He understood,and was willing to be patient cos he didn't want to lose her. But now girl, Omono looked at me straight in the eye, his patience was wearing thin! He wouldn't continue to share, and I mean 7 months was quite a while to FIX things up. He just couldn't continue to be the other man. No way. It was either he or Charles.
 Now Omono thinks her problem is way bigger than her. She just cannot seem to walk away from Charles in spite of his many wrongdoings! At the back of her mind,the flicker of hope was yet there. She still loved him too. There was this thing about coming a long way,and it wasn't easy to shake off.
 " Imim, Kunle is wonderful,caring,honest,sexy.. you just name it! I'm really confused. What do I do now?" she cried.
 I held her eyes and said bluntly," choose Kunle."
I'm sure I said the right thing. Who else agrees with me?

Diary of wild Tania. PART 1

I woke to a bright,sunny day, a bit reluctant to get up from the warmth and soft of my bed to draw the curtain blinds over the harsh rays of the morning sun. A peek at the clock hanging on the wall confirmed I had slept long hours. Damn. I suddenly remembered!
 8'o clock?! Oh dear, I had a job interview today. Swiftly I rose and dashed into the bathroom,brushed my teeth, had a quick shower. The interview was for 8.30am,and I fervently prayed not to miss it.
 In a few minutes I was ready. I muttered a litany under my breathe,casting a quick glance at the mirror. I was good to go,or so I appeared. On my face was that terse way I smiled whenever I was a bit edgy. Yes,I was edgy. Who wouldn't be? Chief Peters Badmus was all by himself conducting the interview! And in the whole of Lagos,who didn't know Chief Peters -the high and mighty,no-nonsense,filthily wealthy business tycoon?
God willing I would become his personal assistant if I was granted the job today. I tried to smile a little broader as I squared my shoulders and walked through the entrance gate into the main office at exactly 8.26am. The secretary who offered me a seat had this scowl on her face. I followed her gaze and saw the exact spot her eyes were glued : My cleavage!
One of the buttons had ripped to my chagrin. Oh no! I stared at her,helpless. What now? I was already losing the job no doubt. "Please do you..can you help me with a pin.. or a broach? Just anything to..." I turned beseeching eyes at her,gesturing at my open blouse.
 The scowl deepened. "I'm sorry I have no pin." she replied stiffly.
When the adjoining door to the director's office opened a few minutes later to reveal a dejected looking lady who obviously had missed out on the job,the secretary with a nod gesticulated at me to go in. Regardless of my proud,bouncing cleavage on display now,I managed to square my shoulders,raise my head,smile like I was the new P.A,and majestically walked into this spacious,richly furnished office of Peters Badmus.
" Good Morning Sir." I greeted with a smile,holding his eyes with mine. For a second there I thought he swallowed as his eyes came to rest fleetingly on my exposed cleavage.
"Good Morning young lady. " His voice was a deep baritone. And then he was the shrewd business man again,his eyes never leaving my face. "Please sit down."
I gingerly sat on one of the leather upholstered seats. The smile on my lips still intact.
  Chief Peters was handsome,wow! I couldn't help but identify with the beauty of the man. Facially his features were striking -dark thick eyebrows,an aquiline nose,slightly full lips and a well defined jaw line. Well above 6ft,broad shoulders led to tapered waist,strong looking thighs and long legs in the charcoal black pants he donned.
" In a quick sentence tell me about yourself and why you think you can be my personal assistant." His brusque words cut into my thoughts. He was watching me intently now.
"My name is Tania Michael Adewole,Christian,26 years old,graduate of the University of Lagos,hail from Ikire in Osogbo,Osun state. I believe I can be your personal assistant because I'm hard working,blunt,observant and smart."I reeled in confidence.
 If he was impressed he wouldn't show it.
"Go on,tell me why you came into this office with missing buttons!"
My eyes widened in shock. Quickly I put in,'It must have been a silly oversight sir. I'm sorry."
Was it a small smile lurking around his lips? I thought I saw one..
" Congratulations Miss Tania Michael Adewole. You are now my personal assistant. My secretary will furnish you with the necessary details needed as regards your work here which begins tomorrow 7 am sharp -"
"Thank you sir! " I sprang to my feet excitedly. My joy knew no bound. "Thank you sir! Thank you."
 He had already gone to stand by the window,wordlessly dismissing me. As I turned towards the door to let myself out I heard the deep baritone softly say from behind me,"Come back here by 7pm tonight. I need to show you a few things around."
Why did my heart miss a solemn beat?
Why did I suddenly feel weak in the knees?
Why did I feel I had already lost this job even before I found it?
"Alright sir!" I put in and walked out the door.
He said 7pm,right? Okay then..
To be continued.

*Pure fiction,peeps. Hope you guys enjoyed the story? Will continue the ensuing part in a bit.
Imim.

Imim welcomes you,yes you..to her blog!

Hello dear, Welcome to my my blog.
 My name is Imim Victo. Nigerian,female, fairly tall,chocolate skinned,pretty (I hear peepz say that a lot o! *tongue out*) Hilarious -to a fault,have a flair for reading,writing and being very naughty. What combination,Jeez! *rolling my eyes*
 Lemme add here that I'm no saint so I will be dishing it out here as real as I can be -wild gists,crazy stories,heart thumping tales that will keep you glued. But hey,i'm not a bad person o,as many would choose to misconstrue my naughtiness for being baaaaaaad,lol.
I welcome you again. Let's keep it rolling my niggies and chics! Let's keep it rolling...
Kisses,kisses and more kisses.
Imim.