Chapter 51

Completely helpless and really nervous, Father Thomas glanced towards the corner leading to Vincent's room. "Njideka, try and understand... My dick cannot stand again. I can't just risk this anymore, Njideka. When the boy has gone out tomorrow, simply call me and I'll come as quickly as possible to finish what I started, I promise you."

"It's like you are mad!" Njideka spat now, flaring up once again. "Have I ever left you hanging before?! You'll come here, fuck me anyhow and go! Now that I want the same thing, you are giving me silly excuses! Thomas, I swear to God, if you don't get that dick up right now and finish this thing, when Nduka comes back, I'll tell him that you almost raped me if not for his son who walked in on you trying to force yourself on me! See, don't dare me o, and don’t even think that he'll not believe me! My name is Njideka and I can be a drama queen if it calls for it! I'm not Oluchi whom you can push around with this your false holiness! If you know what's good for you, just finish it!" She threatened.

Father Thomas gaped at her in shock. "Njideka, did you just threaten to blackmail me?!"

"Oh! You are still talking!" She suddenly snatched her Phone off the dining table and began to dial her husband's number.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Father Thomas quickly said, trying to stop her. "It hasn't gotten to that yet, Njideka! Let's settle this thing like adults!" He began to quickly stroke his dick back to life.

"Hello!" Nduka's voice came through the phone. 

Father Thomas’ eyes widened in fear as he froze then began to quietly beg Njideka by rubbing his palms together but she simply pointed to her buttocks then placed her free hand on the edge of the dining table. 

"Hello!" Nduka said again, sounding impatient now.

Father Thomas quickly moved behind Njideka and slipped his partially-erect dick into her and began to thrust.

"Yes baby, I can hear you." Njideka cooed into the phone.

"Then why didn't you say anything since?" Nduka asked.

"Sorry... I was just missing you so I decided to call you." She said then removed the phone from her ear then silently moaned as the priest fired harder.

"I'll be back on Saturday evening." Nduka reminded.

"No problem." Njideka answered as she made moaning faces without making a sound.

"How's Dike? Is he back from Lesson?"

"Yes, he's in his room as usual."

"Please, Njidika, remember that I told you that I want you to bond with that boy. He can't keep confining himself to his room. Please do your possible best to make friends with him before he leaves for the seminary. Remember that you are now his mother." As Nduka said this, Njideka rolled her eyes.

"Don't worry baby, I intend to bond very well with him before your return. I promise that you'll see us acting like mother and son when you come back." She rolled her eyes again but this time in pleasure as the priest reached out with his hand and began to play with her clit. When he slammed into her more, she suddenly let out a moan.

"What is it? Your breath sounds labored." Nduka said.

"I'm actually working out, baby."

"Working out? Since when did you start exercising?"

"I started this week, baby. How about I call you back, I need to concentrate!" She said and before Nduka could speak, she ended the call and began to moan out loud.

Casting another wary glance towards Vincent's room, the priest suddenly clasped a hand over her mouth to muffle her moans. After rapidly thrusting into her more than ten times, he finally cummed. 

Groaning and holding her waist as he pumped his semen into her. But he didn't even finish cumming before he quickly pulled out of her, spilling some of it on the floor and on his trousers as he hurriedly pulled them up and rushed towards the door after grabbing his car keys then he left Njideka panting and smiling at the dining table as her own orgasm lingered.

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Njideka was watching the TV in the living room later that night when Vincent finally came out of his room. Without talking to her, he made his way towards the kitchen when Njideka spoke,

"Dike, the girl who came looking for you last week, is she your girlfriend?" 

Vincent paused and partially turned to look at her. "Why do you ask?"

"Even though she's pretty, don't forget that she's only fourteen and very inexperienced."

"And what's your point exactly?"

"Have you slept with her yet?" She asked now.

"What!" Vincent asked with a frown of disgust on his face.

Njideka dropped her legs from the center table and sat up. "I know that all your hormones might be on fire right now, Dike, but unleashing them on a young girl will be a very stupid and naive thing to do."

Vincent turned fully to look at her now. "Is this what you were also doing with the priest."

"Concerning father Thomas, you need to understand..." Njideka softly said now.

"Understand what? That you are cheating on my father right in his house?!"

"It's really no big deal, Dike... your father is getting old and he's also a weak man in satisfying a young vibrant woman like me and Father Thomas on the other hand was only trying to help him out!"

"The same way he pushed my mother into committing suicide right?" He shot.

Njideka stood up now and slowly approached him, standing only an inch or two away. "I understand how you feel, Vincent, and telling you why I did what I did might not change anything, but you have to promise not to tell your father." She pleaded.

He stared down into her eyes then said, "You are too close for comfort, could you please move back a bit?"

She refused to move an inch. "What will you gain if you ruin my marriage?" She asked, totally ignoring what he had said earlier.

"Nothing really, but my conscience will prick me forever if I keep what I saw today to myself."

"Okay, how about we strike a deal?" She said in a husky voice. "I'll let you play with me if you promise to keep what you saw a secret."

"What do you mean?" He asked, puzzled.

She wet her lips then took his hand and slowly brought it to her breast. "You will get to play with this, and even more, if only you agree to do what I want." She said in a sultry tone.

Vincent tore his hand away in disgust and stepped back from her. "I can't believe that you are trying to seduce me! Not only are you my father's wife, you are also way older than I'm for heaven's sake!"

"And who says the sexual connection between a man and a woman depends on the age difference?!" She asked.

"Listen to me auntie, I'm not going to partake in such an atrocious act! If I do so, then what makes me different from that evil priest who raped my mother?! I have made a vow that I'm going to keep my virginity and only give it to the woman I intend to marry and I don't intend to go back on my word!"

"Virginity? Dike, you absolutely have no idea about what you are missing out on! Just let me take you in my mouth and you'll want more." She let her hands crawl down his stomach and tried to reach for his waistband when he quickly bent forward, then stepped back out of his reach

"With all due respect, auntie, please stop this foolishness! Please!" Vincent vehemently warned and walked into the kitchen, while Njideka began to slowly pace the living room, thinking of what to do next. That day was Thursday and she knew that her husband would be back on Saturday. There was no way that he was going to let this boy rat her out. She turned as she heard him return from the kitchen with a plate of food and as she watched him take the food to his room, a perfect idea struck her.

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As Vincent returned from lesson on the evening of the next day which was Friday, he found his stepmother sitting outside the door within the compound on an armless plastic chair. She had her right foot on a low stool and was painting her toenails with a wine-color nail polish.

"Good afternoon, auntie." He greeted her, and as he walked past her and opened the net door, he suddenly jumped out of fright- Njideka had tapped him on the buttocks. Freezing for a moment before slowly turning to look down at her, Vincent said with a displeased frown. "Auntie, I don't like this! You did this while I was going to school this morning, you also did it when I got back. A few hours ago, you did while I was leaving for my Jamb lesson, now you are doing it again."

Njideka smiled lustfully at him. "What? Don't you like it? You'll be pretending as if you don't like the fact that I'm playing with your firm bum-bum."