CHAPTER 8 Co*Ck Sucker

  I turned around and followed Damilola to her car. I was feeling so hot as I entered her car. I couldn't wait to be pampered by this cougar.

  I did, however, feel bad about cheating on Miss Tolu. We got on the road, and Damilola started talking.

  "Mmm, I can't wait to have this," she moaned as she groped me and squeezed my bulge through my jeans. "You can stop acting so horrible for you," she added, giggling, "because Tolu isn't here, you know."

  "Listen, I admit I'm turned on by all of this, but you're black mailing me," I stated flatly. "Hey, I tried to get my way willingly, but you two said no, and I knew Tolu would never share you, so I was forced to resort to blackmail."

  Her tone of voice was extremely offensive. She pretended it wasn't her fault and that she had no other choice. "You have a husband; why would you want to cheat on him in the first place?" I inquired. She almost burst out laughing.