Archive for January, 2014

Grammy 2014: Winners list

Take a look at some of the top winners below:

Record of the year

“Get Lucky” — Daft Punk featuring Pharrell Williams and Nile Rodgers — WINNER
“Radioactive” — Imagine Dragons
“Royals” — Lorde
“Locked out of Heaven” — Bruno Mars
“Blurred Lines” — Robin Thicke featuring T.I. and Pharrell

Album of the year

“The Blessed Unrest” — Sara Bareilles
“Random Access Memories” — Daft Punk — WINNER
“Good Kid, M.A.A.D City” — Kendrick Lamar
“The Heist” — Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
“Red” — Taylor Swift

Song of the year

“Just Give Me a Reason” — P!nk featuring Nate Ruess
“Locked Out of Heaven” — Bruno Mars
“Roar” — Katy Perry
“Royals” — Lorde — WINNER
“Same Love” — Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

Best new artist

James Blake
Kendrick Lamar
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis — WINNER
Kacey Musgraves
Ed Sheeran

Best pop solo performance

Sara Bareilles — “Brave”
Lorde — “Royals” — WINNER
Bruno Mars — “When I Was Your Man”
Katy Perry — “Roar”
Justin Timberlake — “Mirrors”

Best pop duo/group performance

Daft Punk featuring Pharrell Williams and Nile Rodgers — “Get Lucky” — WINNER
P!nk featuring Nate Ruess — “Just Give Me a Reason”
Rihanna featuring Mikky Ekko — “Stay”
Robin Thicke featuring T.I. and Pharrell — “Blurred Lines”
Justin Timberlake and Jay Z — “Suit & Tie”

Best pop instrumental album

Herb Alpert — “Steppin’ Out” — WINNER
Boney James — “The Beat”
Earl Klugh — “Handpicked”
Dave Koz, Gerald Albright, Mindi Abair and Richard Elliot — “Summer Horns”
Jeff Lorber Fusion — “Hacienda”

Best pop vocal album

Lana Del Rey — “Paradise”
Lorde — “Pure Heroine”
Bruno Mars — “Unorthodox Jukebox” — WINNER
Robin Thicke — “Blurred Lines”
Justin Timberlake — “The 20/20 Experience — The Complete Experience”

Best dance recording

“Need U (100%)” — Duke Dumont featuring A*M*E & MNEK
“Sweet Nothing” — Calvin Harris featuring Florence Welch
“Atmosphere” — Kaskade
“The is What it Feels Like” — Armin Van Buuren featuring Trevor Guthrie
“Clarity” — Zedd featuring Foxes — WINNER

Best dance/electronica album

“Random Access Memories” — Daft Punk — WINNER
“Settle” — Disclosure
“18 Months” — Calvin Harris
“Atmosphere” — Kaskade
“A Color Map of the Sun” — Pretty Lights

Best traditional pop vocal album

“Viva Duets” — Tony Bennett and various artists
“To Be Loved” — Michael Bublé — WINNER
“The Standards” — Gloria Estefan
“Cee Lo’s Magic Moment” — Cee Lo Green
“Now” — Dionne Warwick

Best rock performance

Alabama Shakes — “Always Alright”
David Bowie — “The Stars (Are Out Tonight)”
Imagine Dragons — “Radioactive” — WINNER
Led Zeppelin — “Kashmir”
Queens of the Stone Age — “My God is the Sun”
Jack White — “I’m Shakin’ ”

Best metal performances

Anthrax — “T.N.T.”
Black Sabbath — “God is Dead?” — WINNER
Dream Theater — “The Enemy Inside”
Killswitch Engage — “In Due Time”
Volbeat featuring King Diamond — “Room 24”

Best rock song

“Ain’t Messin’ ‘Round” — Gary Clark Jr.
“Cut Me Some Slack” — Paul McCartney, Dave Grohl, Krist Novoselic, Pat Smear — WINNER
“Doom and Gloom” — The Rolling Stones
“God Is Dead?” — Black Sabbath
“Panic Station” — Muse

Best rock album

Black Sabbath — “13”
David Bowie — “The Next Day”
Kings of Leon — “Mechanical Bull”
Led Zeppelin — “Celebration Day” — WINNER
Queens of the Stone Age — “… Like Clockwork”
Neil Young with Crazy Horse — “Psychedelic Pill”

Best alternative music album

Neko Case — “The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight, The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You”
The National — “Trouble Will Find Me”
Nine Inch Nails — “Hesitation Marks”
Tame Impala — “Lonerism”
Vampire Weekend — “Modern Vampires of the City” — WINNER

Best R&B performance

Tamar Braxton — “Love and War”
Anthony Hamilton — “Best of Me”
Hiatus Kaiytoe featuring Q-Tip — “Nakamarra”
Miguel featuring Kendrick Lamar — “How Many Drinks?”
Snarky Puppy with Lala Hathaway — “Something” — WINNER

Best traditional R&B performance

Gary Clark Jr. — “Please Come Home” — WINNER
Fantasia — “Get It Right”
Maysa — “Quiet Fire”
Gregory Porter — “Hey Laura”
Ryan Shaw — “Yesterday”

Best R&B song

“Best of Me” — Anthony Hamilton
“Love and War” — Tamar Braxton
“Only One” — PJ Morton featuring Stevie Wonder
“Pusher Love Girl” — Justin Timberlake — WINNER
“Without Me” — Fantasia featuring Kelly Rowland and Missy Elliott

Best urban contemporary album

Tamar Braxton — “Love and War”
Fantasia — “Side Effects of You”
Salaam Remi — “One: In the Chamber”
Rihanna — “Unapologetic” — WINNER
Mack Wilds — “New York: A Love Story”

Best R&B album

Faith Evans — “R&B Divas”
Alicia Keys — “Girl on Fire” — WINNER
John Legend — “Love in the Future”
Chrisette Michele — “Better”
TGT — “Three Kings”

Best rap performance

Drake — “Started From the Bottom”
Eminem — “Berserk”
Jay Z — “Tom Ford”
Kendrick Lamar — “Swimming Pools (Drank)”
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis featuring Wanz — “Thrift Shop” — WINNER

Best rap/sung collaboration

J. Cole featuring Miguel — “Power Trip”
Jay Z featuring Beyoncé — “Part II (On the Run)”
Jay Z featuring Justin Timberlake — “Holy Grail” — WINNER
Kendrick Lamar featuring Mary J. Blige — “Now or Never”
Wiz Khalifa featuring the Weeknd — “Remember You”

Best rap song

“F***in’ Problems” — A$AP Rocky featuring Drake, 2 Chainz and Kendrick Lamar
“Holy Grail” — Jay Z featuring Justin Timberlake
“New Slaves” — Kanye West
“Started From the Bottom” — Drake
“Thrift Shop” — Macklemore & Ryan Lewis — WINNER

Best rap album

Drake — “Nothing Was the Same”
Jay Z — “Magna Carta … Holy Grail”
Kendrick Lamar — “Good Kid, M.A.A.D City”
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis — “The Heist” — WINNER
Kanye West — “Yeezus”

Best country solo performance

Lee Brice — “I Drive Your Truck”
Hunter Hayes — “I Want Crazy”
Miranda Lambert — “Mama’s Broken Heart”
Darius Rucker — “Wagon Wheel” — WINNER
Blake Shelton — “Mine Would Be You”

Best country duo/group performance

The Civil Wars — “From This Valley” — WINNER
Kelly Clarkson featuring Vince Gill — “Don’t Rush”
Little Big Town — “Your Side of the Bed”
Tim McGraw, Taylor Swift and Keith Urban — “Highway Don’t Care”
Kenny Rogers With Dolly Parton — “You Can’t Make Old Friends”

Best country song

“Begin Again” — Taylor Swift
“I Drive Your Truck” — Lee Brice
“Mama’s Broken Heart” — Miranda Lambert
“Merry Go ‘Round” — Kacey Musgraves — WINNER
“Mine Would Be You” — Blake Shelton

Best country album

Jason Aldean — “Night Train”
Tim McGraw — “Two Lanes of Freedom”
Kacey Musgraves — “Same Trailer Different Park” — WINNER
Blake Shelton — “Based on a True Story”
Taylor Swift — “Red”

Best Latin pop album

Frankie J — “Faith, Hope y Amor”
Ricardo Montaner — “Viajero Frecuente”
Draco Rosa — “Vida” — WINNER
Aleks Syntek — “Syntek”
Tommy Torres — “12 Historias”

Best Latin rock, urban or alternative album

Café Tacvba — “El Objeto Antes Llamado Disco”
El Tri — “Ojo Por Ojo”
Illya Kuryaki and the Valderramas — “Chances”
La Santa Cecilia — “Treinta Dias” — WINNER
Los Amigos Invisibles — “Repeat After Me”

Producer of the year, nonclassical
Rob Cavallo
Dr. Luke
Ariel Rechtshaid
Jeff Tweedy
Pharrell Williams — WINNER

Best compilation soundtrack for visual media

“Django Unchained”
“The Great Gatsby” (deluxe edition)
“Les Miserables” (deluxe edition
“Muscle Shoals”
“Sound City: Real to Reel” — WINNER

Best score soundtrack for visual media
“The Great Gatsby”
“Life of Pi”
“Skyfall” — WINNER
“Zero Dark Thirty”

Best song written for visual media
Coldplay — “Atlas” — “The Hunger Games: Catching Fire”
Jessie J — “Silver Lining” — “Silver Linings Playbook”
Adele — “Skyfall” — “Skyfall” — WINNER
Colbie Caillat featuring Gavin DeGraw — “We Both Know” — “Safe Haven”
Lana Del Rey — “Young and Beautiful” — “The Great Gatsby” (deluxe edition)
Regina Spektor — “You’ve Got Time” — “Orange is the New Black”

Best music video
Captial Cities — “Safe and Sound”
Jay Z — “Picasso Baby: A Performance Art Film”
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis featuring Ray Dalton — “Can’t Hold Us”
Justin Timberlake featuring Jay Z — “Suit & Tie” — WINNER
Jack White — “I’m Shakin'”

Best music film

Coldplay — “Live 2012”
Green Day — “¡Cuatro!”
Ben Harper With Charlie Musselwhite — “I’m in I’m Out and I’m Gone: The Making of Get Up!”
Paul McCartney — “Live Kisses” — WINNER
Mumford & Sons — “The Road to Red Rocks”


New upcoming movies of 2014

This Year in Movies – 2014 will once again be a year of sequels and remakes. There will be over 20 movie sequels in 2014, including Transformers 4: Age of Extinction, Dawn of the Planet of the Apes, The Expendables 2, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, X-Men Days of Future, Night at the Museum 3, The Hobbit: There and Back Again, The Amazing Spider-Man, 22 Jump Street and 300: Rise of An Empire, among others. Expect remakes of Godzilla, Robocop, Annie and Pinocchio on the big screen too.… Read MoreReceive Weekly Movie and DVD UpdatesEmail:

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Cristiano Ronaldo has won the Fifa Ballon d’Or for the second time after a stellar year. The Real Madrid forward was emotional as he collected his award and thanked his team-mates for their support in allowing him to win the prize.

“First of all I have to say a great thanks to all of my team-mates with the club and the national team,” he said. “Without all of their efforts this would not have been possible. I am very happy, it is very difficult to win this award.

“Everybody that has been involved with me on a personal level I have to thank. My wife, my friends, my son. It is a tremendously emotional moment. All I can say is thank you to everybody that has been involved.”

Scoring at a ratio of over a goal a game, he became the quickest Real Madrid player to reach 200 goals for the club and signed a new deal at the Bernabéu in what was a sensational 2013 for the 28-year-old. He also scored in both legs of Madrid’s Champions League tie against his former side Manchester United but could not help his compatriot José Mourinho capture any silverware in his final year at the club.

Ronaldo won the 2008 Ballon d’Or for his performances as a Manchester United player but since then has seen his great rival Lionel Messi walk off with the prize four years in a row while he has finished as a runner-up three times.

Messi may have dropped below his own high standards in the last year – averaging a meagre goal a game and winning only his sixth Primera Division crown with Barcelona – but he was hoping to collect his fifth straight Ballon d’Or.

Messi’s importance to Barcelona was highlighted during an infamous Champions League mauling at the hands of Franck Ribéry’s Bayern Munich in April when the 26-year-old was an unused substitute in the second leg as he struggled to overcome a hamstring issue.

Ribéry enjoyed being part of an all-conquering Bayern side which swept everyone away both domestically and on the European stage, hammering Messi’s Barcelona 7-0 on aggregate in their Champions League semi-final before going on to beat their German rivals Borussia Dortmund in the Wembley final.

While Ribéry collected winners’ medals for the Bundesliga, the German Cup, Champions League, Super Cup and Fifa Club World Cup competitions, Ronaldo did not win a single team accolade with his Real Madrid side in 2013. But the Ballon d’Or is awarded for individual prestige and the Portugal captain once again shone brightly for much of the year.

The first ever Ballon D’Or Prix D’Honneur was also awarded to Pelé. “In the great sweep of history, there are few names that stand out. But when we think of football, there is one name that leaps out above all others,” said the Fifa president Sepp Blatter. “No player has had such an influence on the game. No one has inspired so many to play. His legacy speak to us all. His verve and skill were timeless. His creativity limitless, his good nature boundless.”

“I got so many trophies and prizes but I was jealous because all of those guys who got the Ballon d’Or, which I couldn’t get because I didn’t play in Europe,” said Pelé. “Now I thank God that I can complete my trophies at home.”

The Fifa/Fifpro World XI 2013 was also named and featured the Bayern Munich goalkeeper Manuel Neuer, the defenders Philipp Lahm, Sergio Ramos, Thiago Silva and Dani Alves, the midfielders Iniesta, Xavi and Ribéry and the forwards Messi, Zlatan Ibrahimovic and Ronaldo.

Jupp Heynckes, who won the Champions League and the German league and cup with Bayern Munich last season, was named as the coach of the year over his fellow Champions League final coach, Borussia Dortmund’s Jürgen Klopp. The retired former Manchester United manager Sir Alex Ferguson was the third nominee for the coach of the year but he did not attend the ceremony as he is on a family holiday in Barbados.

The German goalkeeper Nadine Angerer, who plays in Australia for the Brisbane Roar, was named as the Women’s World Player of the year ahead of the Brazilian Marta and the American Abby Wambach.

“I have to say that I’m a little surprised, but very thankful. First of all I have to thank everybody that voted for me. I just want to pay my respects to Marta and Abby who have had an incredible year too.”

Ibrahimovic won the 2013 Fifa Puskas Award for the most beautiful goal of the season for his long-distance bicycle kick while playing for Sweden against England. The former head of the International Olympic Committee Jacques Rogges won the presidential award while the Afghanistan Football Federation were awarded the fair play award.


Four years together was beinging to take its toll on them. Just yesterday she had let paranoia take over her reasoning.
All the girl had sent was “great night, let’s do this again”…Those words had almost driven her crazy…no,It had driven her crazy. She had sat down, stood up, listened to music, thrown her phone on the wall, assembled it, cooked with a lot of pepper, infact she had done everything in the six stages of emotional pitfall while she waited for Bolaji’s return from work.

She had even done a conference call with her friends and poured out how she was going to ravenously dismantle his head, cook his balls and feed him with it. Tracy had laughed her head off and Titi had instructed her to “Calm her tits”…as usual Bukky had tried to understand the situation and provide explaination as to why a girl will send a dude such a text.

The downsides of dating a hot guy. she never used to be insecure until one day, an eerie feeling had washed over her and she started acting like a spy. As usual, Bolaji just smiles through it all and says “Babe, we are fine”.

Today, she felt stupid. After he had explained himself, she kept askin herself one question…”WHY!!! Why she had acted so irrationally”.

Well even though the girl’s problem was solved, she still felt like things were getting boring. Every activity was seeming cliche and she had already assumed the role of “Iyawo”.

So today, spice things up she will. The plan was simple. Bolaji was her man and she knew just what made his dick nod in approval…(Yes, I said it. I know what makes it nod). She smiled.

The aura in the office was far from normal. Bolaji was having a hard time concentrating at this meeting with Deitan acting slutty. She was sitting beside him pretending to be fanning her neck with the mouse pad and prying the first two buttons of her transparent white shirt open. Open enough for Bolaji to sight her big breast. As if that wasn’t enough, she had her hands up his thigh until the Md’s voice helped bring back sanity.

He had made it through the meeting with his senses hanging on very thin thread. Deitan was from hell!!! he thought. She was one of the very persistent girls in his life who wouldn’t take no. He loved Nasima and the thought of hurting her with Deitan was eating him up. Maybe it was hurting him so much because he also wanted the bitch. She had tormented him for a long time and it was only polite for him to want to punish her. Maybe he’ll give in to her madness today. The thought excited him badly. He shook as his phone vibrated in his pocket.

•You have an erection

•All thanks to you.
•take your hands off the table and lean closer. I can’t see your boobs well *winks*
•help a brother!

•you are high *laughs*


•stp gettin me all excited. We know you won’t go through with it. Your “wifey” beckons. (˘̯˘ )( ˘˘̯)

•what do you want Deitan?

She looked up from her phone which she held on her laps. Her eyes were dark with need. Bolaji had to look away.

•why not let’s meet in your office after this and I’ll show you what I want…

•LOL. Ok.

The door opened and for one brief moment he had the urge to rush towards her but he restrained himself.

Bolaji: holy shit…Nasima! Err, what are you doing here?

Nasima: what do you mean? Can’t I visit my boyfriend again? Besides why are you so jumpy???

Bolaji: Err, nothing. Busy day. I still have a ton of things to settle before I close.

Fuck!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! Shit!!!

Such freaking bad timing. Had Nasima brought the fight down to the office???…… NOW???…… He felt like crying. He had to find a way to dismiss her before Deitan appeared.

This is bad, he thought. Something had held Deitan up and here was his girlfriend hovering above him. What if Deitan had been 5minutes earlier? He didn’t even want to think about it. His mind was shooting her firy darts. So instead, he sat behind his desk and started bringing out files upon files. “At least, she knows better than to start any thing now” he thought.
Maybe she would realise he was really busy and leave.

Nasima was already feeling bad. He was obviously still mad at her.
“Durr…I can’t be blamed for protecting my man and relationship…Hello!!!”
But it was too late to turn back. She was here and she had to do what she came to do. At least let it be recorded that she made an effort.

There was something different about her today; standing in front of him in all sexiness. She had that mischievous cheshire cat grin on her face. He could tell that she was thinking about something. She was pacing his office and her heels were making klak, klak sound on the wooden panel floor. Once when her back was turned, he drank her in…

She was wearing a very short midnight Blue military styled dress with double bottons all the way down. A belt helped accentuate her tiny waist. If she made any attempt to bend, her crotch will be out in 3D with that barely obvious panty hose!!! The thought almost angered him. “So what if she got to her fashion store and had to bend ehn? So some other guy would be privy to the information under her legs ba” he thought…

She faced him almost too soon and caught him looking at her. Red alert!!!

“Actually B”… she started in the most appealing voice she could find, “I just came to say I’m sorry bout everything”

“Nasima, its ok. I understand how you feel but I need you to trust me. Okay?”

She smiled.

Bolaji sprang up from his seat in a flash and went to lock his door.

“Shit Nasima!!!”

“Is that all you’ll say? She was staring at him with one kind of “Eat me gaze”


Bolaji was confused, amazed and excited. Under the scandalous dress was a more scandalous piece of nothingness. The Nude bra cupped her breast from underneath like a mannequin and pushed them up leaving no space between her cleavage. As she peeled the “coat” off her body, his eyes widened like a saucer.

He walked up to her, and she felt triumphant. A smile played on her face…she was bitting her lower lips in the way she knew pleased him. And oh, he was very well pleased…

They were kissing like their lives depended on it. First it was just lips touching lips. His tongue pryed her mouth open. They kissed for what seemed like eternity. Bolaji lifted her up and placed her on the desk. He was cursing himself for bringing out all those unwanted files.

She wrapped her legs round his waist as the kiss went on and on. He kissed her nose. He kissed her forehead. She smiled. He kissed her lips again and she held his head ever so gently. Her hands reached down to take off her heels but he stopped her…

“Don’t! Please!”

His voice was hush and smoky…laced with need and desire. His erection closed the distance between them, touching the entrance of her already dripping pussy; entrance blocked by black panty hose. The fact that she had such scanty piece of clothing on was making his erection grow so much he felt it was going to burst. he put his hand behind her and unhooked her bra freeing one perfect breast after the other.

He kissed her neck and a moan escaped her lips. He felt her suck in air as one hand took the place of the bra. One finger was playing with the nipples. He felt her body twitch…

She was kissing his ears. He couldn’t explain how he felt. He bent down and took one nipple in his mouth flicking his tongue over it steadily and biting it softly.


She placed her elbows on the already scattered desk for balance. Giving him more room to explore her body.
He was touching her all over. It was like every touch hit nerves and every nerve was sending messages to her brain. He kissed her stomach. Sucked on her abdomen. He placed his hands to cover her hosed pussy like he was saying the grace over a meal. And just like Nasima had imagined it, Bolaji drilled a hole in d tissue-like fabric and slipped his fingers into her.


He fingered her slowly. He was trying to make the moment worthwhile. He didn’t want a quickie and he didn’t care about time.

He tore the hose a little more to allow space for his already throbing dick. He knew she wanted to taste it but he couldn’t wait. He wanted to give her something to look forward to tonight. He rubbed his prick up and down her clit and entrance enticing her.

God she was beautiful. He gave her a lingering once-over and remembered how mad she had been over that text message.

Someone knocked.

“Bolaji, there’s someone at the door”

“Well…I can’t possibly stop now can I?”

With that, he rammed into her in one swift motion, buring his dick deep into her hot pussy.She gasped. He was fucking her now in steady strokes placing his palms on the desk as he pounded her hard causing the desk to rock steadily.

Her palms were over her mouth stopping her moans. He touched his tongue with one finger and placed it on her clits, rubbing it fast.

“Oh God Bee…oh God……jeez I’m… I’m in… heaa–vuuuu—n…oooowwww….”

She pushed her arse out towards him in doggy style with one leg draped across d desk as he rubbed her juice over his dick. He entered her sharply and this time,he was the one that let out a load moan…he bent down to kiss her neck cupping both breast in his hands as he rammed into her. Their moans couldn’t be stopped now. They were both breathing hard.

She was bouncing her arse on his dick as she fucked him still doggy style. But now she was in control. He held her waist as she circled her arse around his dick. The slupping sound of wet pussy sucking cock in; rotating and bouncing taking huge cock deeper in this warm, sweet and wet journey .

“Fuck it baby…fuck me…urrgggghhh”

She was groaning hard. The hole in the panty hose had ridden up further and her cute tatoo was showing. He cupped her arse steadying her movement as he began to fuck her hard again. He didn’t even stop her from moaning aloud. They were both approaching climax. Her shoes made her almost as tall as he was and she spread her legs farther apart with her head touching the table. She stood up as he fucked her. He led her to the wall. Sensation was making him tremble. She put out her palms to the wall to support herself. He grabbed her boobs again, both of them in standing position; her arse slightly tilting out;huge cock driving her insane…

“Ohhhh I’m gon cuuum, Bolaji I’m gon cuuuum…”

He felt it splash over his cap. He was coming too. He grabbed her neck and pushed her face downwards while one hand parted her buttocks. His climax was already at the tip of his cock which already had a mind of its own,jamming her vaginal wall on every side….


He came out of her shooting his semen into his hands, clenching his butt as he unloaded every thick milky detail. He felt like hitting something. She handed him a roll of tissue from her bag which he used to wipe his soiled palm clean. The office was in a mess. They couldn’t even remember throwing things around. Their clothes lay in a heap on the scattered floor. He looked at his girlfriend as she dressed up.

Deitan shot him one murderous stare as he led Nasima out to where her car was packed. He would deal with her later. For now, there was just one thing on his mind…Nasima gave the most amazing blowjob. And he was going to taste her again tonight!!!

*******The End***********

Michael was a little nervous. He’d waited three whole months to be with her. In their time apart, he’d grown attached to her, wanting to know how she was, what she was doing and how her twins fared. Every photo she used on her WhatsApp was saved and transferred to his other phone… The one his wife never touched. And he had over 20 photos of her and her twins. She fascinated him immensely. Everything about her made him happy. They had spoken several times and after every call, a sheepish grin left a mark on his face. He suspected that he might be in love with her but the logical part of him argued that it was not LOVE, it was LUST. He knew she felt the same way about him. She was very open about her feelings. When they had become friends, she had told him outright that she was attracted to him. He couldn’t tell if she meant it or was just teasing. She teased alot. It was one of the things that endeared him to her. They had remained friends; always talking about family, mutual friends, their spouses and their kids. He had a son… Barely a few months old. She had twin-toddlers; beautiful little cherubs that he’d fallen in love with when they’d first become friends.

It had only taken them a week of constant chatting, calls and emails to realize that they had an attraction that couldn’t be ignored. By the second week, he wanted them to meet but she hesitated. She’d never cheated on her husband before… She’d had several temptations but they’d never been strong enough to make her want to stray from her vows. Outside that, she didn’t trust him. He seemed like the kind of guy that would warm his way into the heart of any woman he wanted, fucked them and left them in the cold street-corner called FRIENDZONE. She’d watched him closely for a while. He was friendly with some married women whom she knew had fire-crotch. Though she liked him alot, she was also careful around him. She didn’t want her name in his black-book. She didn’t want to be one for the count. So, she told him to wait… for a few months.. not because she had any moral reason but simply because she hoped that the insane lust she felt for him would wane as the days flew by.

The lust did not wane, sadly. It grew into a steady flame, burning brightly between them, drawing them closer and enveloping them in its warmth. He was her waking thought. She was his constant dream. They both couldn’t deny it, the feelings they shared had morphed into something stronger and deeper. They spoke daily, laughing and sharing jokes. He told her about his family and she told him about hers. In the actual sense, they were both happily married.

He loved his wife and couldn’t think of marrying any other.
She loved her husband and couldn’t bare to lose him.
His relationship with his wife was awesome.
Her relationship with her husband was envious.
He enjoyed fucking his wife and did so on the regular.
She could barely keep her husband off her at night.

To the outside world, they had it all. They were happy in their respective marriages but they wanted more… They wanted each other. No topic was taboo for them. They talked about everything. The days they didn’t communicate, they missed each other sorely and when they eventually did connect, their joy couldn’t be rivaled. They had tried to act like rational adults… They had tried to define their situation…

“What are we doing?”
“How did we get to this point?”
“How did things become so deep?”
“Why do I want to fuck you so bad?”

Two months zoomed by and their need grew even fiercer. They exchanged favorite movie titles, watched it in their homes and chatted about it. They exchanged songs, photos and crazy online videos. They had a bond… an invisible tie that bound them together. One evening, they were chatting as usual and he asked “What are you wearing?” She giggled and told him she was wearing an old faded boubou.

“What’s underneath the boubou” he pressed.

“Nothing. No bra, no panties… Nothing.”

He said nothing after that and she thought he had dropped. Then she heard him breathe.

“Eliza, I swear, I will give anything to see you right now. Scratch that, I will give anything to be in a room with you right now. I don’t think I can hold it back for much longer.” His voice sounded labored… breathless. She was silent for a brief moment.

“My husband is back. Let’s talk tomorrow” she said and cut the call without waiting for his response.

Her husband was indeed back butt she could hear him having a conversation with their neighbor and from what they were discussing, he didn’t seem like he was coming up soon. She had to rush Michael off the phone because he had excited her sexually with his declaration. Her clit was still throbbing as she replayed his voice in her head, over and over again. That night, she made up her mind to fuck him. She was convinced that if they fucked, the lust would die off naturally.

When they spoke the next day, she told him her thoughts. She sounded practical, almost passionless about it. She convinced him that sex was the only way out of the madness they felt and seeing as the long wait wasn’t working its desired magic, they might as well fuck and get it over with. He mentally sang the “HALLELUYAH” chorus and they got right down to planning it.

They chose a Friday. Eliza’s husband usually closed a little late and almost always had a few beers with his colleagues before returning home. Also, her nieces came straight to her house for the weekend after school. Michael promised to get off work early enough on the chosen Friday so he could make the necessary arrangements. She furnished him with her itinerary for the day. It involved dropping the twins off at crèche, picking them up at 1pm and waiting for her nieces to arrive from school at 3pm. Their planned meeting was at 4pm.

The night before their meeting, both were nervous. Eliza thought of all the negative scenarios her mind could cook up and ended up a nervous wreck. Michael’s thoughts, on the other hand, kept yoyoing from excitement to fear in bipolar delight.

Friday morning, her husband left the house late. Eliza almost had a nervous breakdown. Her paranoia had resumed early and was working overtime. All sorts of thoughts crossed her mind. She wondered if her husband suspected she was going to be with another man that day. She watched him closely as he lounged about, taking his merry time to eat, dress up before finally leaving for work. Michael had WhatsApped her severally but she had been too nervous to respond. With her husband finally out of the house, she dialed his number, and told him she would see him in a few hours. She hurried through the motions of shaving her armpit, pubes and ass-crack clean; mentally discarding outfits and finally downing half a glass of brandy just to steady her rioting nerves.

Time seemed to crawl and by noon, her head throbbed so badly, she had to lie down for a little shut-eye.
At 1p.m., she went to the crèche to get the twins; bathe and fed them, then sat with them in the living room. She could easily have left them at the mercy of her maid and go about, preparing for her date, but she didn’t. She sat with the kids, trying hard to talk herself out of the plan… fighting the guilt that was fast consuming her.
At 2:30p.m., she had showered and was dressing up. She took time to dress as simply as possible. She wanted her maid to think she was merely going to run some errands. She wanted to look sexy but casual all at once. She didn’t want to be too early and she didn’t want to be too late. She wanted to be simple but lovely for her first romp with a man who wasn’t her husband. She kept her fingers crossed and hoped for fireworks.

All morning, Michael could barely concentrate at work. He was excited and scared. He’d expected Eliza to call and cancel and had been mildly shocked she didn’t. He had sensed her fear when she’d called him earlier. He didn’t like that she was scared but he wanted to be with her so much, he didn’t call off their meeting. The last three months had been nothing short of torture. Eliza was firmly entrenched in his marrow. He thought of her constantly, yearned to hear her laugh, longed to tease her and most of all, fuck her. In the three months, his sexual thoughts had gone through different stages. In the beginning, he had planned to fuck her so hard, her ovaries would disengage. By the second month, the violent sexual thoughts he’d plotted had softened to ‘sexpertise’: A situation where he planned to show-off his sexual skills and wow her till kingdom come. Now, all he wanted to do was make love to her… nice and slow, taking his time to explore every inch of her… building memories that would last him for a very long time. To make the moment even more memorable, he bought flavored condoms. He had plans for Eliza. Very sexually explicit plans. And he couldn’t wait to put them into action.

By 3p.m. he left his office after laying down a perfectly good excuse. The previous day, he had driven to Ikeja to scout for a nice but affordable hotel. They both lived on the island but thought it better to take their “couplation” as far away from there as possible. He got to the hotel, paid for it, got a room and sat down to wait.

Eliza received his WhatsApp message just as her nieces arrived noisily. It was perfect timing for her. As they fawned over the twins, giggling and talking all at once – the way excited teenagers do – Eliza chose that moment to announce that she was dashing down the road to get something and made a beeline out of the house, without giving the maid instructions or kissing the twins goodbye. Her heart raced as she drove away from the compound. She was tempted to turn back twice and at a point, she had to stop at a fuel station to calm her nerves. She checked her make-up and surprisingly, it was still in perfect condition… No panic sweats or eyeliner smudges. She counted to hundred slowly, taking deep breaths and exhaling noisily like a woman having contractions. Pulling herself together, she drove out of the fuel station, turned on the car CD Player and sang along to “Warn Yourself” by Omawumi. The hotel wasn’t hard to find. Michael had given her a good description of the place. She parked her car outside the gate, heaved a long sigh and got out. In a few minutes from now, ‘The Wait’ would officially come to an end.

At the reception, she supplied Michaels alias and room number, looking around uncomfortably. She managed to slip her wedding rings off her finger and tucked them into her bag before the receptionist noticed them. Michael was informed that she was around and she was given directions to his room. With a pounding heart Eliza made her way to Room 025.

Before she approached the door, it opened and there stood Michael, smiling at her. Every fear, guilt, doubt, self-loathing and thoughts of eternal damnation fizzled away. Seeing Michael, standing there, smiling at her uncertainly, made her want to run into his arms like a young schoolgirl. She didn’t remember the HIs or Hellos. She didn’t feel the initial awkwardness she’d assumed would envelope them. All she felt was his arms, going around her in a hug that warmed her, and his lips seeking hers in a welcoming kiss. He smelled heavenly… Somewhat like her husband… Only, better. His skin was smooth, fresh and his lips gave her joy. Their kiss was perfect, like she’d imagined… passionate, probing and absolutely perfect. Eliza’e knees weakened at his kiss and she prayed he wouldn’t stop. But he did. He broke the kiss and stepped back from her, staring at her in awe. They didn’t say much, afraid their words would ruin the moment. Instead, he began to undress slowly, his eyes, never leaving hers, his need for her searing her flushed skin. She didn’t undress… she was too shy to do that. She felt her confidence slipping away as she stared at his toned body. She didn’t want him seeing her stretchmarks and wobbly under-belly; a loving gift from the twins. She turned away shyly, not wanting to stare at him taking off his pants. Naked and unabashed, he pulled her to bed, kissing her again, this time with more urgency.

He loved the way she responded to him. She sighed in his mouth, a soft, feathery whisper of air blowing into him, making him incredibly hard. She was a lip chewer. She chewed on his lower lip, reaching to caress his beard-roughened jaw tenderly. And she smelled good. So good. He sniffed her, inhaling her scent, hoping to store it in some secret place in his head as his lip parted again and again giving her access to his tongue. She was a good kisser. He’d suspected it and was pleased. He reached to lift her blouse, not breaking the kiss until the offending filmy material had to go past her head. Her bra followed. He felt her hesitate a bit… Maybe out of shame or whatever emotion that was warring inside of her but at that moment he couldn’t stop. He didn’t want to stop. He tossed her bra aside and covered one nipple with his mouth, sucking her tenderly and hearing her breath catch in her throat. He stole a look at her, noting the fire in her eyes and was pleased. He teased her nipples some more before sliding lower and lower, placing kisses along her belly to her navel, her lower abdomen and finally her mound. He heard her gasp, sucking in her stomach as his lips made impact with her cunt. She was wet… so very wet and his tongue tingled to lap her up. He kissed the lips of her cunt and kissed her left inner thigh. Then he kissed her cunt again and grazed her right inner thigh with his teeth. He could hear her soft moans and tried to block it out. Spreading her laps further apart, he sank his face into her, sniffing, licking, tongue-fucking and kissing her clit. Her moans increased as she grappled to hold his head, winding her waist in a fascinating rhythm. He wanted her too much to dwell on elongated foreplay.

He got up, reached for the bedside table and grabbed a condom. He tore off the foil and ran it under her nose so she could sniff. It was a strawberry flavored condom. He slipped it on quickly, positioned himself above her, rubbed her cunt briefly to ensure she was really wet and dug into her. Her scream rang out as he pressed in, deeper and deeper. Her expression excited him and made him want to fuck her till infinity. He couldn’t remember wanting a woman as much as he wanted Eliza. His thrusts were delivered in precise strokes, making her scream aloud in mindless pleasure. He stopped suddenly removed his dick and replaced it with his mouth… sucking out the strawberry flavor of the condom and rising up to kiss her. Eliza tasted her juice, mixed with strawberry flavor from the condom and almost orgasmed. He kissed her over and over again till she whispered “Fuck me baby… I want you to fuck me” into his ears. He rammed into her, fucking her hard; her screams making him increase the pace of his thrusts. She began to pant breathlessly and he leaned into her, lifting her left leg to enable him slip his hand underneath to cup her buttocks. He squeezed and thrust into her repeatedly, digging deeper and deeper till she screamed out and bit his arm as she climaxed. He paused, his dick still hard inside her and watched her shake and jerk as her orgasm coursed through her. Rolling off her, he lay on his back and pulled her close, cuddling her till her body calmed.

Eliza couldn’t believe the force of her orgasm. She’d expected Michael to fuck her, show his skills and probably be selfish in lovemaking. But he was none of that. He had taken his time to pleasure her; kissed her like a tender flower, ate her pussy with relish and fucked her till her world spun endlessly. She burrowed closer to him, running her hands over his hairy chest. While she rested, his dick went limp so he slipped off the condom and tossed it on the floor. She wanted to pleasure him as he had done her. She wanted to see him cum. Without thinking twice, she slid down and took him in her mouth and felt him stiffen his limbs in response. Eliza sucked his dick with an expertise that amazed him. She kissed his balls, taking them into her mouth tenderly, licked the crevices of his inner thighs and continued sucking his dick. She was glad to hear him groan and gasp and willingly went to him when he pulled her up.

“I need to pee” he told her softly. She rolled off him and watched him enter the adjoining toilet. She wanted him again and reached to touch herself, caressing her clit while waiting for him to return. He got out of the toilet and slipped into bed, pulling her atop him, kissing her with an urgency that almost drove her nuts. His already stiff dick poked her lower belly tantalizingly and a sudden urge overcame her. Leaning to kiss him, she sank down till she could feel his dick at the entrance of her pussy. Staring into his eye, she sank down fast; taking him in, without condom… feeling his raw dick graze her walls. They moaned in unison, the sensation of their unprotected privates causing them untold pleasure. Not wanting him to stop her, she began to ride him with an effortless easy that made him grab her ass and squeeze it hard. Her pace didn’t falter and his orgasm began to build, faster than he wanted. Holding her waist to still her, he pulled out and told her to turn so he could fuck her from behind. She obliged him happily, going on all fours and throwing her ass in the air. Seeing her pussy open and glistening, he couldn’t resist. He buried his face into her cunt again eating her out till she screamed. Sensing that she was about to climax again, he rammed into her, fucking her so fast that she came…her orgasm making her whole body vibrate. She fell on the bed tiredly, trying to catch her breath but he wasn’t done. He turned her on her back, spread her legs open and licked her cunt again and again, lubricating her with his saliva. Her knees buckled as she felt the familiar wave of orgasm gushing forth. He propped a pillow under her buttocks before entering her, pressing in so deep, she screamed. Leaning his weight atop her, he lifted both her legs, cushioned her buttocks in his hands and began to fuck her furiously. Her screams became so loud, he tried to silence her with his mouth. After several thrusts, she whimpered.

“I’m gonna cum again…. Oooohhhhh…. Ohhhhh God! Ooooohhhh baby”

Her cries finally pushed him past the point of holding back. He withdrew his dick from inside her, grabbed it and aimed it at her ample breasts, fapping briefly till thick cum began to shoot out, hitting her chest, ear, hair and the side of her mouth. Breathing hard, they both stared at each other in silence, knowing there and then that this was not going to end today. Her phone rang and broke the moment, making her jump in fright. With semen slowly trickling down her breast, she took her husband’s call… Talking calmly and lying with an ease that baffled her. He wanted to know what she was making for dinner.

After the call, she turned to Michael apologetically and smiled as he helped her wipe off his cum from her breasts, face and hair. They kissed again, more passionately than they both envisaged. She got dressed hurriedly, words barely spoken. When she was done, they hugged tight, reluctant to let go. They eventually broke apart and he tried to kiss her again but she refused.

“I’ll call you when I get home…” She told him quietly then left the room.

They both knew, deep down that what they’d just shared in Room 025 was not just sex but the beginning of an affair.
He was not ready to let go.
Neither was she.

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