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Daniella Chucks ( +18)  - Season 1 - Episode 7
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However, once the bus he boarded drove
away, I found myself rushing back home.

From a quiet casual stroll to a sudden
hastened waddle. In fact, I even started
running at some point, smiling in my head as
I did! I was going to have a chance with Mr.
Johnson and how that elated me! He was at
the main house alone as always and I was
going to be reporting for morning duties once
I got home. So when I crashed into my house
like some flaming rocket, I quickly made for
my wardrobe where I had hung the skimpy
cloth I intended to wear that morning. It was
an old frail white sleeveless gown which I had
never worn without any cloths underneath
given it was rather very see-through.

However, on this occasion, I slipped myself
into it without hesitation and with no other
thing underneath except for my red g-string
[email protected]! I was initially interested in dumping
the [email protected] all the same but I wasn’t certain
he wouldn’t feel insecure so soon, if I did. So
I pulled one on. A red one which was so
conspicuously elaborate through the sheer
transparency of the gown. My aim was to
gradually lure him into me s£[email protected] And
anything contrary to that was going to be
undermining! I was to erotically trap him into
having the heavy urge to touch me. If he
could be so aroused by me to come on to me,
then I was through with my plan. This kept
ringing inside my head as I found a red
matching slip-on to wear heading to the
main house in the course.

After a second thought, I decided to change


my manner of encounter. I had initially felt I
could just walk into his bedroom and find a
reason to remain there with him longer than
normal, but quickly thought otherwise. Doing
that will only make him easily suspect I had
come in to s£duce him. If I would succeed in
luring him to me, then I needed to approach it
as though that wasn’t my aim. I was barely
into the thought when a fresh one struck me,
and that was exactly what I chose to do. So I
hastened up my steps. I could feel the cold
morning breeze sweep through my nakedness
underneath. My heaving boobs were
obviously aroused already causing my n-----s
to stand out through the sheer material of the
gown. I could feel the weight of my wide a-s
as it flapped from side to side as I took my
quicker steps! I could feel the moment.

My body was yearning for this!

When I eventually got in, I went straight for
his door. Going by my plan, I needed to ask
him if I should get his bathwater ready given
what time it was. I found his door shut which
meant he was having his routine ‘Quiet-time’
but given that the plan had to be executed
precisely, I screamed the question to him from
outside, ignoring the obvious ill-timing. And
quite surprisingly, he replied and asked me to
go ahead. So I went into the bathroom to mix
his water. I was fortunate it was the old
system where bathrooms were not attached to
the bedrooms. If it were now, I still wonder
how I would have pulled this off. However,
after working on his heater and getting his
water set for use, I didn’t come out of the
bathroom. I remained there. There was a
‘dresser’ corner of the bathroom which
contained a credenza and some sanitary
objects and were generally curtained away
from the rest of the bathing area. That was
where I remained. The little AC hanging on
the wall, just above the window I usually
peeped from, kept me cold. My large boobs
were now pushing out into my gown.

Everything that made me a woman were now
so elaborately visible through the transparent
material! You could even tell the number of
dots I had on each of my areolas – that was
how bad it was!


“Madam Daniela, you don finish?”,
he called
out after several minutes of wait. “Abeg, do
dish my breakfast for me. Mommy prepared
fried eggs and yam.”


I remained silent. I could feel he was very
close to the bathroom door so I needed not to
let him know I was in there.

He started whistling a song as he walked into
the bathroom. I could tell out his dark
silhouette through the curtain but was sure
he couldn’t see me, given where I was
standing. His shirt was first to go and then
his shorts as his fat tool quickly sprang into
full silhouetted-view from his shorts! I felt my
knees begin to go weak as my p---y began to
let out the juice. After what seemed like a
year, I decided to come out from my hiding.

So I picked up some of the used towels
dumped in a bowl by my side and with my
bum, slid my way through the curtain out into
the open, delivering a very tempting view of
my a-s.

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