Welcome to Another exciting episode of joint in betrayal I know you miss me but first let’s boggie down
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The warmth of her walls around his shaft drove him nuts and close to the edge. Its always like its a first time each time he drives into her. Throwing his head back in ecstacy, his hand around her waist while one cupped her a$$ cheek, he gave in slow strokes.
Oh that d!ck, each stroke drew a deep hearted moan from within her soul. How he filled her up, how he touched her soul with each thrust. She wished he could maintain that pace, she wanted that moment to last forever.
He could feel himself coming close. No no! He just started. He cant ruin this moment. How he missed her. Pulling out slowly, he threw in another deep thrust, again and again. How she missed being ravaged by him. The spanks on her butt and the deep thrust that touched the end of her womanhood. She could feel that sensation, yes, it was building up. Grabbing the edge of the table, she started shoving back her a$$ meeting his thrust. *Oh* she cried in ecstacy, *harder hun, hit me hard baby*.
That was all he needed. Grabbing her waist, he burrowed in ferociously into her. He was closer. Letting out a deep groan, he jerked as the sensation ran through his brain down hi entire being. *Oh!!!!!!! he moaned as the first shot of his cum exploded into her.
*Oh!!! my, o……..* she gritted her teeth, clenching tight to the table. It is coming and she knew it. Shaking spastically, she waited for it and it came as she felt the first shot of his warm jizz inside her. Letting herself loose innocently, surrendering to the wave of ecstatic pleasure which washed through, she sprawled in the table as her juice flowed while the center of her world laid on her gently as they basked in the post orgasmic euphoria.
Sarah watched Claire head to the elevator. Most of her make up was gone and she had this glow on her face. Oh! How she wished it was her that just gotten her craziest fantasy fulfilled. She wanted her boss and she would do anything to get him on her bed, and then, on his own bed. Damn the consequences.

Claire got into her car, worked on her make up and headed for the mall. she needed to get new lingerie for tonight. Her marriage just got its spark back and she would do anything to keep it that way. Her car felt the crash, bringing her out of her thoughts. What the f? Someone just bashed her car. She parked to a side and a lexus 330 parked behind her. She got out and went straight to the basher and knocked on the window.
Without waiting, a young man in same age bracket with her husband came out from the car. He towered over her but she looked at him with anger and hatred. How can he be smiling when he just bashed her favorite car that was barely two months old.
”are you blind? or you’re mentally slow? you just hit my car god damn it.” she screamed on top of her lungs.

The young man said nothing. He just stared at her, maintaining his smile. This infuriated the young woman and she did what she would never do if it wasn’t this car. She raised her hand and slapped him. The young man held his cheek, till maintaining his smile.
She stuck out a finger and pointed at him, “that won’t repair my car but it will help reset your drunken brain so you won’t go about the express bashing cars and smiling like you are so innocent. fool.”
she made to walk out but the young man held her hand and drew her back to himself.
“my name is Phil Patterson, CEO, Patterson and son law firm. may i have the pleasure of knowing your name?”
What insolence? she felt like leaving another palm on his other cheek. she freed her hand from his and walked back to her car. Her husband would never behave like this towards a woman. Why can’t every man be like her Micheal? She gave a long his and drove away while the young man maintained his innocent smile. He just met the woman of his dreams, he just met the mother of his children. She was everything he wanted in a woman, bold, beautiful, intelligent and arrogant. He got into his car and followed her. Call it love at first sight but he will rather die than not make this woman his forever.

Claire saw it. He was following her. Why would someone that cute be blessed with little sense? He was going to hear from her. She drove into a street and parked, and he did the same, parking his car behind hers.
She waited, and this time, he came to her. She got down and faced him, ready to teach him manners.
“What do you want?” She asked
“To repair your car please. Listen, I’m not like that okay. I just got carried away by your personality that I lost my sense of speech. I’m sorry please.”
Claire looked at him and gave a sigh.
“It’s okay. I’ll handle it. You can stop following me now.”
“Thank you but …….”
“No buts. Goodbye Mr Phil.”
She got in and drove off, not caring if he followed her or not. Her trip to the lingerie shop has been cancelled now so she drove to the mechanic shop where her car would be fixed before taking a taxi home.
She got home and made for the kitchen after freshening up. There was oha soup in the freezer so she would just make the semolina and warm up the soup. Her husband was a good example of a mummy’s boy. She wondered how Chief and Kelvin managed to put up with his not eating another woman’s food. She dismissed the house helps for the day and started her duty in the kitchen.
Michael took a last glance at his office before picking up his briefcase. He was sure his wife had something brewing for him back home. He left the office only to meet Sarah still working on her desk. It was past closing time and everyone on the floor has left.
“Sarah?” He called softly
She looked up and quickly bent her head.
“What’s the problem? Look at me.”
He was concerned. She had never been one to shy away from anybody.
Sarah on her path refused to look up, instead, streams of tears started falling from her eyes.
The gentleman dropped his suitcase and went closer to his secretary.
“Sarah, I’m sorry for what happened between us earlier today. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that after getting you aroused. I’m sorry.”
The secretary was surprised. She least expected this from her boss. She cried out audibly, forcing Michael to reach out to her and envelop her in his arms
“I’m sorry.”
He said, stroking her hair and trying to calm her down. He was an emotional man and he hated seeing women cry. That was his breaking point. Sarah had to make use of this opportunity. She held him tight, sobbing uncontrollably.
“Shhh. Don’t do that. Come, let me drop you.”
She was staying at the company’s apartment. It was a few streets away.
She nodded and he waited for her to clear her table before they headed to his private elevator together.
At the parking lot, he opened the passenger door for her and she got in, while he slipped into the driver’s side, started the ignition and drove off.
“You didn’t have to put yourself through this stress sir.” Sarah began
“What are you saying? I’m making up for my attitude okay?”
“You didn’t force me to come to you. I …….”
“Let’s not talk about it please. I already feel bad about trying to use you to get over my issues with my wife. But don’t worry okay, allow me to make up for my mistakes.”
“Are you having issues with madam? She was at the office and …….”
“We made up. Can I stay angry at my woman for long?”
A smile quickly appeared on his face as he remembered their short time at the office. He was sure there was more to come tonight. How did he not notice that his wife was faking her act just to add spice to their married.
He smiled more while Sarah turned her face into a tight frown. She knew he was thinking about his wife, even while she was here.
He drove into her street and she knew her time of bliss was over. She quickly thought of what to do, not wanting to be out of his sight now. She needed to leave something in his mind, something that will make him think of her always.


Claire was putting down the oha soup when her phone rang. She turned off the gas and checked the caller. It was her sister, Amara.
“Madam” Claire called out.
Her younger sister was the boss of the house. Both of them had grown up together, passing through pains and difficulties just to support themselves.
Claire had walked out of a burning house at the age of six, carrying her baby sister who was just nine months old.
Since then, she’d done everything possible to make her sister happy. They had lived in an orphanage somewhere in owerri for twelve years, enduring taunts and punishment in return for quality education.
After her wassce, Claire had gotten a schorlaship to study in UNILAG. Her accommodation and feeding were also taken care of and the wisest thing she thought she ever did was to pick her sister and off they left for Lagos where her new life had began.
She pampered her sister who grew into a beautiful woman, at the same time, arrogant and sassy. But she loved her still and they both understood each other.
“Good evening sis. Hope you’re getting better?” Amara asked
“Yes my dear”
“Ehe, sister eh, I won’t be coming home today o.”
Claire frowned. Her sister was fond of sleeping out of the house and she didn’t like it.
“Amarachukwu why didn’t you tell me these before you left in the morning? You can’t just make decisions whenever you deem fit. You’ve started keeping bad companies and I don’t like it.”
Claire was angry but she couldn’t shout at her only family.
“Sister nau. I …..”
“Have you called my husband?”
“Sister you know he won’t agree. Please tell him for me. I promise to be home first thing tomorrow morning.”
“And tell that your boyfriend to do the right thing. If he wants free sex and food he should come and marry you.”
“Sister e don do nau. See you tomorrow.”
“Bye bye biko. And better come back early o. You know I’ll be going to the hospital.”
“I know sis.”
“Good. Be careful. This is Lagos not Anambra o. And call me as soon as you get to his place.”
“Okay, okay. Good night.”
Claire ended the call and hissed. Amara is a handful.
She cleared the kitchen and headed to the sitting room. She would wait for her darling to come home.
Sarah was breathing fast. She struggled to breathe.
Micheal was afraid. She never mentioned being asthmatic.
He parked in front of her house and got down, rushing to her side immediately. What would have triggered this attack?
“Where’s your inhaler?”
She pointed at the house. Micheal searched in her bag, not seeing her pointing at the house.
“Where is it!” This time, he was almost at the verge of cursing
She pointed again and he lifted her up, grabbing her handbag, locking the doors and carrying her inside the compound.
She was like a helpless child and he felt for her. He had never seen her like that.
He got out her keys from her bag and opened the door. It was his second time here, the first was the day the house was completed. And the second, now.
He placed her on the sofa and before he could say Jack, she was sleeping. She looked disturbed even in her sleep. She never mentioned her illness to him, maybe he had been too strict as a boss.
He settled down beside her and looked around the well furnished room. It was just a while before he closed his eyes and answered the call of nature.
Claire busied herself watching a movie on mnet action. Her husband was taking long to come back and the food she served was getting cold. She would wait for thirty minutes more before she would call him. Maybe he’s stuck in traffic or had a little more work to do. She couldn’t wait for him to return so they would finish what they had started at the office.
She relaxed on the couch and fixed her eyes on the television only to slowly drift out of consciousness.

We hope you enjoyed today’s episode of *joint in betrayal* join us next week Saturday for another freaking wetty weekend.

Yours sexy


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