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Love to Lust



Nini Nova

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This book is dedicated to the glory of almighty God. It is also dedicated to those who believe in faithfulness in relationship.


Love to Lust

Alex has a good job and a beautiful family. His love to lust after beautiful women seems to be so enchanting. He has a good frolicking time with Amanda and Evelyn, among others. When he discovers that the lust that drives him around also has a griping hold on his wife, things change and they never remain the same again.

CAUTION: This story contains explicit sexual contents.



After the day’s hard work, I believed there must be some moments devoted to cooling off. Life should not just be work, work, and work; as if everything must be work. It was Tuesday evening, by 6.00 pm, I was at the G-Gold Club house in Ikeja. I had my own consultancy firm now and had just won a big contract. That meant there was need for celebration. To savor the moment with me was Amanda, my latest girlfriend. To me, bringing her to the place was one of the ways I was having a good time.

I ordered for two plates of pepper soup and drinks. The red wine was always my preference. As I took the peppery delicacies, I sipped the wine from time to time. Sitting across the table was Amanda, my pretty girlfriend. She chatted excitedly about Cynthia, one of her friends. Being a man of few words, I only nodded from time to time. It was my habit not to talk much especially while eating or drinking.

There was a big screen in the large room which was showing musical videos. In the name of singing, some exuberant guys with frenzy, half-clad ladies, were twisting their bodies and gyrating in what we called dance.

I was not a music fan and was barely paying attention to them. Even if I were to be a music fan, my choice would not be this very loud genre. Music was out of my way. I would rather put my interests in other ephemeral things.

“Hey, you’re not answering my question,” Amanda interjected in my thoughts.

I tried a grin. “Hmn? Sorry, what did you say?”

“Ha, ha, what could you be thinking of that you were so far away? Any problem?”

I changed the grin to a warm smile. “There’s no problem whatsoever. It’s something that happened in the office that distracted me. I’m sorry. What were you saying?”

“I asked if the shopping you promised will be this weekend as planned.”

I was bemused. So, I had even promised to take her for shopping during the weekend! Gosh, I could not remember making such a promise. All the same, I smiled and nodded. “No problem, Amanda dear.”

“Oh, you’re such a darling,” she gushed and gave me a peck on the left cheek. Hmn, women and show of emotion. I winked at her.

“I thought you would deny it,” she said, cheekily.

Now, I laughed shortly. There would be no need for any denial. I was in a good mood, wasn’t I? Besides, nothing went for nothing. Since it pleased me to indulge in such frivolities, I was prepared to pay the price.

Amanda was recently employed in my consultancy firm. That was just about three months ago. So far, as Project Officer, she was doing well. It was not difficult to see that she had a lot of zeal; and it was remarkable that she combined brilliance with beauty.

That combination was striking enough to make me lose my sensations. At first, I limited myself to making passing remarks about how beautiful and desirable she looked.

Those words had certainly wet the ground for me. By the time I offered to take her out for dinner, she said yes without any reservation.

That was some weeks ago. Since then, the affair had been going on and had blossomed. She ignored the fact that apart from my being married some months ago, I probably also had other lovers. I could see that my marital status did not in the least bother her. To her, if I chose the life of a philanderer, that was my business.

Amanda finished the first plate of pepper soup and indicated interest in having another. She was particularly fond of goat meat delicacy. I smiled at her and wondered how come she had large appetite. She always seemed to like food a lot, yet she looked very slim. I thought some people were like that. I nodded again and ordered an extra plate for her.

After the meal, I rented a room in the club for a ‘short time.’ That was one of the side attractions of the club, which I so much liked. We were soon in the privacy of the room. Amanda knew that with my mood, there was a great whiff of sexuality in the air.

Without any further fuss, my mouth was on hers. It seemed to be a cautious move at first, but we soon went full gear. Gladly, I realized that the feeling and desire were mutual.



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My hands went up to her bust to cup and cuddle the boobs. Then, we came down again to hold her waist. It was an exciting experience. It was certainly a pleasant one for me and I hoped it was pleasant for her too.

Amanda opened her mouth, but what came out were monosyllabic moans. I didn’t say a word in response. Rather, I busied myself in the task at hand. My breath came in short and even rhythm. Even as my bare cock nudged at her pussy, I certainly felt I was the super dude with enormous charm and power. I kept up the volume and gradually increased the tempo. I was not just a hard office worker; I was also a hard rider!

I kept thrusting in and out, alternating between very deep thrusts and near-withdrawals. After minutes, I felt spent. Throbs of excitement took over my body as I finally released the hot semen. I withdrew quickly to shower her butts with the liquid, still holding tight to her waist. It was the end of the first lap. We lay naked on the bed while her hand smooched on my chest. My left hand cuddled her bums. In a matter of minutes, I was hot enough to initiate another action.

I kissed her the way I had before. As I kissed her, my hands rounded her hips and covered her ass, pulling her up onto my lap until she was straddling me. When I stopped the kiss, I made further exploration. My hands slid down her to follow the contours of her body. I stroked her bare back and curled my fingers around her shoulders, then pushed her down until she could feel the hardness of my cock against her.

I kissed her again and spread her legs wider. She moaned as my cockhead hit the end of her passage. I took her with the slow deliberation of restrained excitement. With the restraint and the prowess, it took several minutes before I could reach the apex of my mounting passion. I supposed she came too, but that was more of her cup of tea. I gripped her shoulders and made some grunts to signal my peak of excitement.

* * *

About three weeks later, I was in the office preparing for the tasks of the day when my cell phone rang. It was from Amanda.

“Good morning, Mr. Alex Dodo. I’m not feeling well. I’ll be going to the staff clinic first before I can come to work,” she told me. There was something about her. Since our affairs started, any time she called me by full name with the title, Mister, she was up to something.

I was instantly full of concern. “I hope it's not serious.”

Since she started working for me, this was the first time she would be talking such a permission.

“It's just some nausea and feverishness,” she explained. “I hope to be in the office soonest.”

“Alright. See you.”

I was back to work. I had many documents to type so I was soon engrossed in the work.

Amanda did not resume for work until after two. She came straight to my office to see me.

“What could be wrong with you, Amanda baby,” I asked as soon as she sat down.

“Since yesterday afternoon, I've not been feeling well. The nausea and feverishness made me know I would need some treatment. At the
hospital, I did some tests and this is the result.”

Dramatically, she opened her handbag and brought out the results of the medical tests.

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Amanda did not resume for work until after two. She came straight to my office to see me.

“What could be wrong with you, Amanda baby,” I asked as soon as she sat down.

“Since yesterday afternoon, I've not been feeling well. The nausea and feverishness made me know I would need some treatment. At the hospital, I did some tests and this is the result.”

Dramatically, she opened her handbag and brought out the results of the medical tests.

I took it from her and opened it gingerly. My eyes popped out in surprise.

“What? You're pregnant?”

She nodded without saying a word.

“What a surprise! Can you tell me why you would get yourself pregnant?”

Amanda frowned slightly. “What kind of question is that?”

“Is it not an act of carelessness that you should get pregnant?”

She sighed. “Well, now that it has come, it has come.”

For some seconds, I stared at her. “Anyway, congratulations. I’m sure the man responsible will be proud of the achievement.”

She chuckled. “You will be the one to answer that question. Are you proud of your achievement?”

I frowned. “Now, wait a minute. Don’t tell me I’m the one responsible for the pregnancy.”

She looked at me sternly. “Yes, you are.”

I shook my head. “No, no, no, Amanda. You can't be serious.”

“Of course, my dear, I'm serious,” she replied.

There was another pause. I studied her countenance to see if I could discern guile. From what I saw, there was none.

“Alright. Let us assume that I'm indeed responsible for the pregnancy, why don’t you do what you should do now?”

Amanda breathed out audibly. “It is not about assuming as you're indeed responsible. But what exactly do you mean by I should do what I
ought to do?”

“My dear, you should know what I mean.”

She shook her head. “Let’s not waste time on this. The next step should be making formalities.”

My brows became knitted in a frown again. “What formalities are you talking about?”

“You should know now. I’m talking about formalities concerning introduction, engagement, and proper wedding.”

I was shocked. Literately. Was she joking?



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My brows became knitted in a frown again.

“What formalities are you talking about?”

“You should know now. I’m talking about formalities concerning introduction, engagement, and proper wedding.”

I was shocked. Literarily. Was she joking?

“Now, let's stop the drama,” I said. “I will give you the money to terminate the foetus. Before the end of the week, go and get rid of it.”

Amanda stood up, looking indignant. “Are you suggesting I should go and abort the pregnancy?”

Now, she was beginning to get me exasperated. “What other thing do you think I'm saying? Look, I'm not suggesting. I am actually telling you to go for abortion.”

She shook her head again. “I'm sorry, I can't do that.”

I had to be insistent. “You can. You have to. There's no other choice.”

Again, she shook her head. Swiftly, she took her handbag on my desk. Without saying anything further, she turned to go.

“I will transfer some money into your account,” I said. “That should take care of it and save us the whole hassles.”

She did not say anything further. I watched as she left my office. My mind soon went into a frenzy. Amanda must be joking, I thought grimly.

How could she be taking about marriage? Had she forgotten that I was married with kids? How could she think of us marrying? Of course she must be kidding.



The following day was hectic. We had been busy since morning. The seminar on agricultural economics we had organized that day made the schedule of things to be tight. By the time we were back in the chamber, I could see that Amanda was quite tired.

She ordered for a meal and wolfed it down. I allowed her some rest before I sent for her. I was relaxing in my office with cold malt drinks when she came to meet me. I motioned her to a seat.

“How’re you, dear?” I greeted.

“Fine,” came the simple answer.

“Have you seen the alert of the money I transferred into your account?”

She looked surprised. “No, I’ve not seen it. You’ve transferred some money?”

“Yes. Fifty thousand naira. I did the transfer a couple of minutes ago.”

She checked the text message of her phone. A message was pending. It was from the bank she used and indeed it confirmed that her account had been credited by the said amount from me.

“Pardon me, I didn’t know when the message came. Yes, I can confirm the deposit.”

I smiled. “That settles everything.”

“What everything?”

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