Jaron Ologo, is the Head, Brand management at work. He heads my team but we all call him Mr. J, ...funky and playful, but when it concerns the job, he is the go-to guy. His dress sense nko...on point!
'Yes, come in!' I heard him call from inside his office.
I entered his office, the guy sidon put leg on top of desk, which is normal because he is that kind of free spirit. 'Hi Nima, come in... Sit, Lovely presentation today, Client was impressed!' He said. 'Thanks Mr. J, I learnt from the best!' I gladly responded.
'I would have hugged you but you know say you still hold my 'mumu' button' he stated jokingly. I smiled as I recalled the first time we met...No, it wasn't at work, It was years back in Abuja where I was serving as a youth corper.
It was a very hot Thursday afternoon, I had finished CD (Community Development) and was walking to the junction to catch a bike back to the corpers lodge.
I know that when I walk, my backside has a mind of its own!... I didn't know I was looking for trouble until a car slowed down beside me and I heard 'excuse me...', I turned around, it was Mr. J.
He gave me a lift to the corpers lodge, we talked, he told me he came into Abuja for a one week training from Lagos, as a fellow Lagosian, I felt at home with him.
He had quite an interesting personality and the chat to the corpers lodge wasn't boring at all. He dressed well and it was a needed break from the boring male corpers in khaki I got to see everyday!
He came over the next evening and every other evening to take me out for a drink we had loads of fun.
Anyway Sha, the night before he left, I visited his hotel room.
'Hiya Nima, welcome to my humble abode!' he said as he opened the door...I smiled as I stepped in, that was the first and only time I saw him shirtless with just a towel around his waist...guy was breathtaking! That his chest eh! He opened his arms to hug me. I gladly fell into it.
He obviously just came out of the shower and still smelt Heavenly...damp skin... Firm hug...chai! See groove!
Yes, we fucked that night...of course we did... Am I mad Wey I no go do? Story! Infact the last thing I remembered that night was the hug, after that we couldn't take our hands off each other.
His tongue was everywhere. He licked from my nipples to my bellybutton to my clit...guy was good!... I was shaking like a leaf! He turned me around and licked my back from my neck down to my bum and he stops and taps my bum... And he said ever so gently... 'this bum was the reason I stopped to pick you up, this is my mumu button!' and proceeds to grab it and bury his face in it.
That night was heavenly... He could Fuck! Anyway, he left the next day. We lost contact, years later, I got a job here and met him again.
He is now married and has a kid. We know we still feel something for each other but we de try to face work...for now... Because I know say something fit still happen...abeg make I no too talk jare...
Wahala no good!
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