I got to work
after my one week suspension without pay, which was engineered by most of the
bad belle people who didn't want me to travel in the first place. The HR said
he's my guy, but had to teach me a lesson because he didn't want any other
staff pulling such a stunt and that the management board had to sit and
deliberate before they reached that conclusion. He also told me that the U.A.E
presentation was moved, because the country had a sacred festival which needed
their full cooperation. He said that Mr. Hashna had changed all the plans and
they didn't intimate him as to what happened (although I know say some bad
belle people for don send am email of wetin happen out of eye-service). I
walked to my office, grateful inside that my chances were still intact. My
phone rang, it was a rather strange number as I tried to Google what country’s
code that was, the phone stopped ringing. Apparently, the internet had a snail
speed and took longer to connect than walking to the accounts building which
was almost three hundred meters from mine.
As I battled with the internet
anyway, a very petit sexy woman walked into my office, what caught me was her
perfume, it was a blend of CHIC by Carolina Herrera and CHANNEL No. 5, I knew
because it was a blend of what my dearest Osas and CY smelt like. Osas was a
Channel freak; hmmm... I miss that girl. And CY would always fight me over some
money to buy her perfume, if I ever said no, hell would let loose. So one time,
she had given me too many sleepless nights calling my phone constantly that I had
to go buy it myself, that was how I got to know the perfume CHIC.
I raised my
head to see what heaven had dropped in my office and there she was; a very
sexy, clean, expensive meat at Osato’s disposal, ‘’Mr. Edwards, Mr. Hashna is
on the phone for you’’ She had a very deep husky voice almost felt like a man
talking; the voice was a complete put off, but na who go see that small body no
think of shagging? The girl packaging tight no be small. I had drifted away
steering at her when she called out, ‘’Mr. Edwards, would you like to take the
call?’’ ‘’Oh yes please’’ sorry I said as I stood up from my chair.
‘’I’m new
here, I was told you were on suspension, Well, welcome back’’ she stretched out
her hand and I shook it, ‘’Sefia Abdullahi, I’m the new secretary and I think
we both would get along just fine’’ she said with a smile; of which I smiled
back sheepishly.
Mr. Hashna
was very straightforward, ‘’Mr. Ho-sir-to-oh pick one person, preferably a
female to be a member of your team and send the name to my assistant in the
next fifteen minutes, she’ll book your flights and mail them to you, the
presentation is in four days, and I want you guys to be in Qatar on Wednesday
morning, thanks’’
I knew the female I would really want on this
trip with me; she had to be the new not-yet-sampled-by-the-office-crooks petite
secretary. But I come dey form like I needed volunteers, I told the HR Manager
and he asked each lady, all eight of them in my department to report to Osato’s
office for screening. Chai, I wish say bed dey my office now, enough sampling
for take place. Hahahahaha... Surprisingly, or shall I say thanks be to God, only
two ladies turned up, Christiana the Deeper Life holier than thou sister and
the new secretary, those yeye girls just made my choice easier by simply not
turning up. I picked her and we were off to Qatar the next day.
It was a fun
trip for us, she wasn’t like most girls who played unnecessarily hard to get.
We got into our different hotel rooms and the next thing, she was knocking at my
door and we ended up naked in bed.
The presentation was successful as we won the contract to do
the drilling on the Prince’s land. Paper work commenced almost immediately, so
we had to stay back for another three days. It was constant fucking fornication
as she made me do silly things. When we got back, she asked to stay over at my
place since it was too late for her, but I insisted to take her home myself. We
got to her house and we still couldn’t take our hands off each other. The
following morning at 4:30am, she woke me up and asked that I left at once because;
her boyfriend would be home any moment. What, you have a boyfriend? Of course
she said, and he’ll probably kill you if he finds you here. I felt terrible, I
mean I’m the one who pulled this kind of stunts on the ladies, but I didn’t
want to be caught in a messy boyfriend scandal, so I left. I was angry though,
but I respected her because she got game. I left and later that day in the
office, she apologized for kicking me out. Of course I forgave her, who
wouldn’t, with that brand of meat?
So my place or yours? She asked. Yours definitely I replied
trying to hold my breath, as she grabbed and carefully squeezed my balls
smiling wickedly as she walked away.
AH, OSATO OMO NOSAKERE EDWARDS!!!
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