I was torn between picking the call and ignoring it. I looked at the phone for some seconds and like a person entranced, I shifted my gaze to Uncle Emmanuel who was now staring at me with a questioned look.
“Who is it?” he asked.
Rather than reply him, I showed him my phone revealing the name of the Aunty Mabel.
He then nonchalantly put the phone back on the table and simply said; ‘ignore it’. The phone rang one more time and stopped.
Like nothing had happened, he merely continued where he stopped before being interrupted.
He then planted his mouth on my bosoms, flicking his tongue on my nipples. I was slow to respond frightened by the possibility that Aunty Mabel may have got wind that I was with her husband.
A few more touches from Uncle Emmanuel and I completely forgot about Aunty Mabel.
By now, he had moved his hands into my skirt, caressing my laps, then reached for my pants and pulled them off.
He then made me lie on the bed, resting on him and putting my laps across his. Swiftly, he eased down his trousers, brought out a condom from his wallet and tore it open. I parted his boxers and grabbed his dick out. It was stiff, swollen, hard and ready for action. I caressed it a bit, stroking the shaft gently and teasing the tip a bit.
Uncle Emmanuel then wore the condom, directed it into my now wet cunt and gently lowered my waist to descend on it. In one swift movement, his dick was inside me, sending sensual waves of excitement all over me.
Then the phone rang again. This time, he didn’t wait for me to pick it. Still inside me, he reached for the phone and swiftly switched it off while a quick realization hit me that this was my aunt’s husband I was screwing.
Crazy and weird as it may sound, the realization that he was my uncle kind of added to the excitement and sense of adventure I felt.
I bit my lips as I rose and slammed my arse on his dick again, again and again. My sexual appetite had been awoken by Uncle Emmanuel and I was on going wild, like I just discovered a new paradise. I moved my hips forward and backwards in a crude way, it was so fierce and violent.
Uncle Emmanuel held my hips to slow me down a bit. But the feeling of his hands on my bare buttocks just sent some spark into me sending me into frenzy and I increased my thumping and became more vicious. With the look on his face, you would think he felt his dick was going to break in the process. After series of thrusts, I came as I heard him grunt- a sign he was about to cum.
He left his dick inside me for some minutes before pulling out. We both were sweating profusely. Gradually and slowly, aided by the air conditioner, we both drifted to sleep.
After two more rounds of intense and wild sex, it was around 11 pm.
Uncle Emmanuel dressed up and asked if he should drop me off or if I would prefer to sleep over there. I chose the former. Then I asked him how he and I should handle Aunt Mabel to which he only answered;
‘Don’t worry’. I‘ll take care of my end. Just send her a text tomorrow that you were not with your phone when she called”.
About twenty minutes time, we were already speeding off and was almost about to get to my place when Uncle Emmanuel slowed down at the junction leading to my house when swiftly and out of nowhere, a Toyota Prado jeep cornered our car and two fearsome looking men armed with AK 47s stormed out pointing the guns at us and threatening to shoot. I just sat in the car, frozen, unable to move.