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Johnson's Dickson – Episode 16

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Episode 16
It was a little past 11am when I finally heard
Mr. Johnson’s car drive out of the compound.
Some hours after I had left the main house,
one of their sons visited home. I had heard
before that he stayed in Abuja and was an
officer in the Navy. Since I had decided that I
wouldn’t be going into the main house until
much later, I couldn’t get to meet him in
person but I managed to catch a glimpse of
him when I saw him washing his car with the
gateman few hours after he had arrived. He
looked more like his mom than Mr. Johnson.
Anyways, when I heard Mr. Johnson’s car
drive out, I was of the conclusion that I was
only going to find his son at home and how
much of a relief that felt like. So, I changed
my cloths and got into a checkered red gown.
It was sleeveless and stopped just an inch or
two below my knees. The design was rather
strange though as it had its button-down
flight, right behind. In other words, you would
need someone to button you up since you
cannot get your hands behind your back
unless, you had any unusual way of doing so.
I somehow left without panties too. It wasn’t
intentional though. The one I wore the
previous night was already drenched in p—y
juice and needed a wash. So my thought was
that once I was done with chores, I would
return, have a shower and then change into
proper cloths for the day. When I got
everything fixed, I picked up my cleaning
equipment and left for the main house.
When I got in there, it didn’t feel like anybody
was home at all. In fact, by the time I had
done two bedrooms and the living room and
yet heard or saw nobody, I began suspecting
the son drove out with his dad in his car. So I
was rightly shocked when I found Mr.
Johnson on his bed reading a book as soon
as I walked into his bedroom to clean it up!!
His son was actually the person who left with
his dad’s car, after all! I nearly jumped out of
my skin on seeing him! And the initial feeling
was to stop right there and turn back!
Stopping, I did but I could only shut my eyes
for a while and then open them again. When I
looked up, he was looking at me too but he
quickly looked away when our eyes met!
“Good….morning sir”, I forcefully stuttered!
“Good morning Daniel”, was his reply. He
spoke quite in a whisper with his eyes still
fixed on his book. The book’s title said
‘Fighting Temptations’ by Nicholas
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I quietly strolled across his bed and found a
comer just by his wardrobe to drop my mob
stick, broom stick and bucket. Unexpectedly,
my eyes were caught by the mirror hanging
from one of the doors of the wardrobe and
was able to see that he had no plans of going
out, given that no tuxedos were hanging at
the usual place he normally kept them which
was right behind me at that point. I made a
frown and set down to work.
My first intention was to sweep the room
clean first before doing a little scrubbing. I
was going to be very fast about it as I was so
so nervy in there. Mr. Johnson who I had
longed so much for, had suddenly become
some form of plague to my eyes! He still had
his eyes on the book even as I began
sweeping – still backing him though. I was so
concentrated in what I was doing that my
eyes finding the mirror suddenly, for the
second time, was a first distraction in several
minutes. However, when i looked at the mirror
this time, it wasn’t the non-existent tuxedo of
Mr. Johnson that caught my attention, but
rather Mr. Johnson himself. He was explicitly
staring at my a-s with reckless abandon! He
was so focused on it that each time I moved
from one spot to another as a result of my
chore, his eyes would follow me all the way!
At first, I chose to totally ignore him despite
the prominent tingle in my p—y, but as it
continued for far much longer than I thought
it would, I saw myself, unconsciously putting
in effort to present him with more enticing
unobstructed views of my wide shapely a-s! I
would make it stick out, sway, tweak and
even bounce, as I outrageously circled several
areas of the room in the course of my chores.
I kept tracking our performance and
responses using the mirror over the wardrobe
and my heart felt so delighted when I saw him
drop his book on ‘fighting temptations’, just
to have an even increased attention on my
seductive a-s! Too bad the heralded book
couldn’t deliver the man from the grips of
Daniela’s adulterous body!
A button popped! And another followed! My
a-s was exerting so much pressure on the
fabric, causing the buttons behind to go off at
speed! But I didn’t seem to mind and Mr.
Johnson didn’t exactly show any notice
either. In fact, more buttons kept popping off
until the entire buttons from below my bum
were completely blown off! My entire thighs
were now in the open and any further bend
forward was going to reveal the start of my
bare a-s, if not my p—y. Mr. Johnson
suddenly sat up on his bed, and to my
greatest surprise, still kept his eyes on my
a-s and even had this expectation,
bewildering interest and lust written all over
his face!! This encouraged me so much that I
found myself doing more filthy things to
please him. I kept watching him from the
same mirror, monitoring his response and
knew what next to do at each reaction. As
our corporeal game continued, he began
adjusting to the edge of his bed. It kept
looking like he wanted to walk up to me, but
didn’t know how to do so. He got so close to
the edge that his hard d–k easily came into

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