Second Visit

I was standing at her lodging entryway at about 6.55pm, after I managed to lose an associate following right after me.

Ruth, a tall ,dull young lady with a very model like physical make-up that fits in her novel design sense, combined with a delicate face and a wonderful grin

Every one of these highlights gave her a spellbinding and beguiling look. She is so fond of me that she intrudes in all of my affairs at work. On that faithful day, I had to ditch her as she is always of the habit of following me to the park. But I was able to convince her anyway.

A voice coaxed me in, and there she was perched on a seat near a divider reflect with a glass of wine close by, and a bottle of vodka on the table before her.

"Good evening ma" I greets as I strolled in giving a bogus jitter impression. She kept up her stance, disregarding my essence, took a taste from her glass actually looking into the mirror.

She was clad in similar earthy colored blossomed smaller than normal outfit she wore before that assessed her huge hip and thick butt. I sat myself on the bed left to dwell in my own perplexity of mental soliloquy wondering what she's up to. And then I decided to break in. " nice joint " bit she didn't seem to have heard me, so I tried again. " I never knew this joint is this classy ". She still paid me deaf ears. So I took out my phone and began to tackle stage 853 of my candy crush.

" Come here! " Her order alarmed me. By and by, I went to her and stayed next to her. She turned and took a gander at me half woozy. Am I attractive to you? " I was shocked by this inquiry, so my demeanor sold me out. She rehashed.

"Do you believe am half as appealing as the woman you helped today? " I stooped adjacent to her, set my hands on her thighs and said delicately " you are alluring, however lovely. She looked enthusiastically at me, I could see she's loaded. She held my face and twisted her head to a side and said seriously " You help me to remember somebody, however… " she carried her face nearer to mine and proceeded "… You are better". She stopped, and afterward stated, "kiss me!". I kissed her entrancingly, and she went ahead me like a ravenous lion.

We laid on the floor after numerous rounds, wrapped in each others arms. I guess she now considered me a man to have held me so tight while resting her head on my chest. Even though her legs where not up to my knees, and her weight crushing my bones, I had to endure.

"Please don't resign no matter what I do to you".

This came more from the heart than the last time she confessed falsely. I kissed her hair and decided to check my time, it was past 9.

"oh my goodness! It's late, I made attempt to sat up but was caught by her grip on my hand and hastily said

"Call your people, tell them you are not coming. Don't worry, you can order whatsoever you want, I will drop you off tomorrow".

She sounded more apologetic than authoritative which was her mannerism. I paused and considered it, it wasn't tempting at all, I needed my rest, but I had to comply owing to my long term goal. So I agreed and put a call across to my mother. It took ample time convincing my mom that I wouldn't come home for some reasons I cooked up after which we ordered drinks and food, talked about everything centred around me, my school days, relationship, family, and so on. I tried to be modest and conceal anything that will sell me out.

We had bath together afterward that led to multiple rounds of extravagant orgasms which took us from the bathroom to the room. I was completely drained when she finally squirted her last and laid motionless on me breathing heavily.

I was still enjoying my sleep when someone tapped me aggressively on my back. I turned in anger to see who the person was.

"Get up from there! Are you not supposed to go home and clean up? Or were you thinking you were going to work from here? Get up ! " My Boss stormed at me in her usual venomous tone.

I was shocked , wiped my eyes with the back of my hand to get into clear consciousness and be sure it wasn't a dream. She layed back, turning her back on me, pointed to the table in front of her.

"That's for your transport fare, please be fast I want close the door ". I was overly ragged. I wanted to smack the devil out of her fat face , but I had to tame the beast in me with all the will power I can grasp. So I took the money which was overly more than my transportation, enough to sustain me for three days, both on feeding and transportation to fro.

It was 5am. I left the hotel premises and wondered into the early morning darkness in search of a taxi. I barely slept up to three hours before thrown into the street. Got home at about 6:20 and after a long wait for a cab heading my route. I rested for few minutes, had my shower, did the needful and left for work.

It was a Saturday, and saturdays are usually busy with people popping in from every angle, getting mostly groceries. My duty was basically customer care service, which also involves welcoming and giving customers directions. It seem as an easy job, but don't be surprised that I barely sit for an hour the whole day.

Today, I was unbelievably exhausted even before coming to work. I had to take energy-giving drink at every chance I got. I barely responded as friendly as I should. Ruth noticed my fatigue demeanor and stepped in for me often.

"What did you do last night? You look like someone who mounted a giant " she teased. " I think I have malaria " I lied.

Oh! You should have taken permission and skipped today" She said.

Her tone reeked of sincere concern. "You know our boss won't believe that kind of feeble excuse, else she sees it herself"I said. " That's true! Then go and rest. Sit over there ". She pointed to a sit close to the security station.

"I will help you talk to the manager, perhaps he will give you the day off. I thought it a splendid idea, at least a little nap will do a lot of repair. So I complied to her suggestion.

The manager came in a jiffy with Ruth lurking behind. He looked worried. After some kind word concern, he permitted me to leave.

Just as I was walking towards the exit with Ruth walking beside me. We got to the exit and waited for the security guard to open the door for us when my Boss forcefully pushed herself in, I abruptly moved backward to create space for her to step inside. She stopped in front of me, looking as though I had an ugly growth on my face. "where are you people going to by this time of the day?" she enquired sarcastically. " He's sick, so the manager gave him a day off". Ruth replied. Who asked that stupid manager to make such decision? " She yelled. Her loud tone called attention from customers whose countenance showed their disapproval, but she cared more for a dead rat than their opinion.

"Somebody call that born fool! Where the hell is that manager?! " Her voice could be heard a mile away. I decided to intervene and perhaps save the manager. "it's not his fault… " I was cut short with a startling from her "shut up! Am not talking to you! ". I guess by now I should be acquainted with my position as a 'bleep boy'.

I stood aside while she walked in yelling for the manager, who unfortunately went out to get lunch at a nearby restaurant. After wind got to him, he ran in like a troubled buffalo.

"Since when did you acquire this mall?" she asked sitting on a comfy seat in her office, which was tastefully furnished well.

"Am sorry ma, I don't get". He asked in utmost perplexity. " you don't get?!" She retorted in a sarcastic way. " what don't you get?! Are you so dumb that you can't grasp a simple british english?! Who owns this place?! " she yelled. " ha! It's you ma! nobody is disputing that fact". He responded.

"Then who gave you the right to send one of my staff home? " she asked looking steadily at him. " he is sick, we can't keep a sick staff here". He answered.

"And you didn't see it wise to ask for my approval first!" The room was as quiet as a grave yard at night, while the manager looked sheepishly at her. Then she broke the silence. "People like you who think they can do anything they want does not deserve to stay here, or do you think you deserve to work here? " She said coldly and re-adjusted herself more comfortably. He looked at her unbelievably," ha! Am very sorry ma, it will never happen again. " he said kneeling in front of her apologizing.

Sam is the name of our manager, a small and lanky fellow. Although could be mistaken for an adolescent, but was nudging his late 40's. He has been with my madam for 5 years, the only one who lasted that long in the history of the mall, others barely stayed up to 6 months.

Hence the reason he is the manager.

Sam is the bread winner of his immediate family which consists of a wife who is a full-time house wife, while his straight line graph children were in primary one to five according to their respective ages. His salary can barely pay his inevitable bills yet his world revolves around his job because that was the best he has ever had.

Few minutes later he came out with a droopy countenance. It is glaring that something went wrong . We tried to ask h what happened but he blatantly ignored us .

We watched him go to his office,returned some few minutes later with his stuff, we tried all we could to console him because it was obvious what transpired, but he silently walked out of the mall without acknowledging us.

I felt a tight knot in my tummy, It made me feel sick. I felt even worse knowing it happened all because of my lousy shenanigan with the Boss. All I wanted to do at the moment was resign, but I couldn't. I swore to get another job if it's the last thing I do. That day was so gloomy for all of us because Samuel was an understanding guy and kind as well.