Folake was a gym buff and loved to stay in shape, not that it mattered to someone like her, since from a single glance, you could tell she hardly needed it.
Aside from having a curvy body, she also had a curious mind, which usually led her to never mind her business. Standing at 5’ 7, clad in her sports bra and leggings, anyone could tell she had quite the “assets” that were too obvious to spot.
She was an eye candy and she knew it and flaunted it like she just didn’t care, but then with all that endowment, her sex life was extremely poor, since she didn’t have a boyfriend to give her pussy the fine-tuning it needed.
But what could she do, she wasn’t going to debase herself to chase cock, even when she needed it, her last relationship left her devastated after she caught her boyfriend cheating with one of her friends, but that was two years ago, and since then… her pussy has been left high and dry.
Working out was now her solace, taking time to chisel out and tone her hot bod into an epitome of sexiness that drew in onlookers, but left them high and dry.
Tribet Gym house at Surulere, was like a second home if anyone cared to find her, whether it was in the early hours of the morning or at night. And it was on such nights that Folake bumped into something that both intrigued and changed her.
Arriving at 7pm and getting herself set, she overhears a moan… soft and low, coming from a door that held cleaning equipment and supplies.
Rather than ignore it and walk away, her “amebo” mind which most times got the best of her, had her tiptoeing to have a look-see, after all, it could be some couple or strangers banging it out, which usually occurs in a places like this.
To her amazement, the door was slightly ajar, and like some spy in a movie, she surveys the area for any prying eyes before looking in and to her surprise, it wasn’t what she expected.
She recognized them as their bodies slammed against each other in standing doggie; Tayo, one of the cleaners, a 5”5 thick married woman, was bent against the table having her pussy beat up… by Aminat, the manager of the establishment.
And from the looks of it, Aminat was really giving it to her, deep and hard- it was no joke, as Aminat’s strong and firm hands held Tayo by the waist, whose massive ass jiggled as Aminat’s “dick” hit her deeply.
Folake could tell those strokes were on point as Tayo moaned like never before, but quickly covered her mouth with her hands, just as Aminat warned her against being so loud as not to attract onlookers.
Tayo’s skirt, hunched up to her hips showed nice lacey panties, which impressed Folake as they were pulled aside for that long cream coated “dick” to invade her dripping pussy.
Aminat, whom Folake didn’t strike for a lesbian, stood behind that huge piece of cake, squeezing her boobs as her waist plunged in fast like a piston, driving that “cock” in that delicious pussy that was creaming like you wouldn’t believe.
“Don’t be so noisy, but my god, married pussy tastes so delicious. Now, who owns this pussy?” Aminat commanded, in a low tone, smacking her ass in return.
“You… You Ma… my pussy… is… yours…” Tayo responds.
“Not your weak ass husband who can’t get it right.” Aminat continued, spanking Tayo’s ass whose eyes by now have rolled upwards as her moans started to increase.
“Yes… oh, god, yes… oh… my… god… yes… it’s yours… please… oh… god.” Tayo replied as Aminat increased her strokes, before thrusting in hard, which had Tayo shaking uncontrollably.
All the while, Folake played spectator, watching the show as she both recorded it and touched herself… as the scene held her captive.
Suddenly, her phone rings, breaking the spell for both entertainers and spectator, causing everyone to scramble for cover, with Folake booking it to the gym space fast, not knowing if they saw her or not.
Folake, now super turned on from what she saw, resorted to working out, which proved to be futile as her mind kept playing that scene, over and over again. Thinking to herself, she imagined being the one at the mercy of Aminat, as she got her pussy thoroughly serviced.
This wasn’t helping matters as she was getting turned on by the second, feeling her panties getting all soaked as she stretched, all the while noticing the intense stare from Aminat, who did nothing but stand in a corner, just watching her.
“Did she see her?” Aminat kept asking herself, as she did her squats. “Thank god my tights are all black or people would notice the… wet patch.” She told herself, smiling as she thought of the embarrassing situation as she stretched.
Folake, now cautious of the eyes she was getting from Aminat continued her routine, it wasn’t until she left her and went away that she felt relieved and continued without feeling guilty, she wasn’t sure if Aminat was going to be pleased if she found out she recorded her in such a situation.
Later that night, as most patrons were already done and preparing to leave that Folake’s phone rang, it was her friend and flatmate, calling to inform her she would be late that night, as she was on a date.
Folake knew what that meant and wished she could get some, but given the situation, she could only dream.
“Oh, well.” She thought… “some days are like that” as she packed her things to go shower. But suddenly, she felt a presence behind her, looming over her like a towering giant… it was Aminat.
Mind you, Aminat was tall, measuring a 6”3 like some basketball player, which was what struck her out, also not forgetting she was muscular and in good shape, but with moderate boobs and ass.
“Well, well, well… so it was you. Could you see me in my office?” she asked, immediately walking away without seeing her response.
Folake, without saying a word, swallowed hard, and followed obediently. It was obvious this was relating to what transpired earlier and if she’s not careful, it might mean trouble.
Aminat’s office looked posh, with several trophies on a mantle behind her desk, a big screen TV, a couch, fridge, even it’s own private shower, almost like a mini sitting room.
“Please, sit.” She said, gesturing her to sit, whilst typing something on her laptop. Folake now looking around, started to feel small as she knew she was guilty for any offense she might be accused of, but then, she could bluff her way out since she was sure there were no cameras there.
“Do you derive pleasure being a peeping tom?” Aminat suddenly asked her without looking away from what she was doing.
“Huh… what?” Folake said, startled as she was asked.
“Yes, is it some sort of kink to watch others and record them?” Aminat continued.
“Record who, what are you talking about?” Folake immediately said, defensively. “I would have you know, that’s slander… and I…” she continued, but got interjected by Aminat, who replied.
“Oh, stop it… you little liar. Or did you forget that ringtone of yours was your giveaway?”
“What?” Folake said, looking all shocked. “Anyone could have that, I’m not the only one with a phone here, you know. So, please, if you brought me here to accuse me without evidence, I’d like to leave.” She continued, watching Aminat, who by now turned on the TV with the remote that lay on the desk beside her PC.
“Alright.. Can you explain this?” she said gesturing towards the TV, which showed footage that caused Folake to watch with her mouth hanging ajar. It was a clip of her touching herself while filming Aminat banging Tayo inside the supply room.
“Well, what do you have to say for yourself? Unless that person isn’t you, that is.” Aminat mockingly said at Folake, who was now looking down, embarrassed. “I suppose, the authorities or even the press would love this and probably get you famous.” She continued to the now surprised Folake who stared at her.
“You… you wouldn’t…” Folake stuttered as her gaze was now caught off guard by a video that replaced the incriminating one she was shown. It was a video of Aminat furiously banging Tayo on a small foam in the supply room; apparently, the little “mishap” didn’t stop her from giving her quarry the banging of her life.
Folake could only but stare as she saw Tayo’s big ass slam against Aminat’s thighs, bouncing as she rode her cowgirl style. Aminat knew this would get Folake as she noticed her erect nipples poking from underneath the bra.
From the moment she saw the security footage, she knew Folake would be easy picking, but needed the right motivation, which she is giving to her.
Aminat thrusting hard into Tayo’s already creamy pussy, got Folake excited as a small patch of wetness appeared on her leggings around her private area. Aminat, slyly watching Folake slowly succumb to her sexual frustration, slowly undid her leggings to attach her strap.
Folake couldn’t look away as Tayo moaned like crazy as Aminat sucked her big boobs and smacked her ass, causing her to ride faster. She was already aroused and it wasn’t going to help her current situation if she stayed.
“I’m sorry Aminat, for what I did.. But, I have to be going. I’ll delete the video, so we… can get this… cock, inside me… Em.. Sorry, get this cock… no.. Get this…” Folake said, rambling on, unaware Aminat had moved in on her.
“Shhh… it’s alright.” Aminat told, raising her to her feet, whilst staring intently at her, before slowly kissing her, passionately.
Written by Offworld Tales
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