An Inch Deeper

The Lawson house dwellers must sit at dinner at 7:30pm and no one must be absent.

The table was set with the best life could offer and buyable. Mrs. Lawson took the "head" position on the dinning room, probably meant for her husband and her daughter, Evelyn sat next to her. Such a pet, I muttered in my head as I battled with the overloaded food before me. Bola and Eddiong ate in silence too but my eyes kept rolling from one lady to another. What was on my mind? Why was no one saying a word? What could create such boredom at dinner in such a massive dinning room?

Unlike the Lawson's, dinner back home was a dramatic moment especially when Florence was at home.

The only thing special about the meal was the fact that I was seated alongside four head turning beauties. I knew I should get my head straight but the thoughts in my mind won against my will.

Looking up from my plate, my eyes fell on Evelyn's heaving chest. My guilty eyes got glued to the size of breast formed through the tight gown she wore. Her cleavage ran into that thin neckline and a little journey downwards landed my gaze on her perking nipples, pushing hard against her dress. Could she be horny? I shook my head to clear the thoughts and that caught Mrs. Lawson's attention.

"Are you okay? " she asked.

"Uh yes ma'am. I am fine"

"So why were you shaking your head like a fallen local agama?" Evelyn shot in.

"Nothing ma. I was just lost in thought." I confessed.

"Was your girlfriend pregnant before you ran away? Mrs. Lawson asked and all the ladies laughed hard.

"No oh. I don't even have one" I said shyly and all the women paused for a moment. I noticed that all the eyes pierced me.

The view I got from dinner that evening ensured my soldier down south stood at attention for what seemed liked enternity. Back in my room, my head spun more as my crazy imaginations fell harder upon Evelyn, I was imagining that hot-head on her knees blowing me fully with that volcano-degree hot mouth. Absent mindedly, my right hand found its way into my boxers and the soldier was set free. I began wanking with my eyes shut tight. In my head, Evelyn was moaning as my rock found his way down her wet throat and out. I could hear her saying naughty things to me each time she pulled my rock out of her lips. It was too hot to handle. My orgasms built up faster than normal and I was watch pouring hot jism on my bed as my legs shook and my heart beat raced faster. It took me like thirty seconds to regain consciousness.

To my utmost dismay, my door was left ajar and lo and behold, Bola was standing right at the door. I quickly drew up my shorts and covered the cum with the bedsheet. It was really an embarrassing moment. How long had she been standing there? Why didn't she make a sound?

I was too ashamed to ask her these questions. She just stood there, like a statue and her eyes didn't flinch one split second. When the courage came, my eyes traveled to her face and met a blank expression. I couldn't tell if she was shocked, disappointed, excited or simply aroused.

"Bo.. Bola... Bolaji. It is not what it seems, okay? I am a clean guy. I can explain ". I tried to move towards her as I spoke those days betrayed words but she took to her heels as if she just saw the ghost of Nelson Mandela.

Evelyn was one hell of an angel, smiling at her vulnerable mother and at the same time flashing me a wicked look.

Mrs Lawson sat up properly and withdrew her almost trembling legs from my laps and faced her dear princess who now sat by her, helping herself with some liquor and her eyes affixed on me. I could read the devil's writings through her eyes and the temperature must have risen because I was sweating in a fully air conditioned house. She still spoke so softly with her drunk mom as I excused myself, hiding my full erection from both ladies.

I was in my room which seemed to be somewhat on an imaginary rotational plane and I was tensed up. I opted for a jerk off but the fear of Evelyn kept my hands away from rocking my rod.

"I was not doing anything bad right? I was only obeying orders." I encouraged myself, anchoring on the only rule in the house; obedience.

The battle from outside would be easily won but that from within needs an extra strength. I needed more than self discipline to remain cool and focused in this particular house. Why would I be the only man amongst women?

I was still fighting off the urge to jerk off when Bola knocked. I had ensured to shut the door to prevent recurrences but the sound of her familiar voice marked her presence.

" Breakfast is ready. You are running late already. ". She had said.

Maybe she left quickly to avoid eye contacts because she was gone before I got out of my room.

Another awkward moment surfaced at breakfast between Evelyn and I, only that this time around, her eyes pieced through my soul. I could feel the burning hatred from her look. She probably hated me for trying to seduce her innocent mother.

My innocence was worthless here and I had to eat in silence. With eyes fixed on my plate, I felt a leg touching mine under the table. Who would be tempting me again? We had four hot heads round the table, who would make such move? I thought as my heart raced within my chest and found no rest. As if driven through hell, I was sweating again in a fully air-conditioned house. This wasn't fair.

I tried to ignore the demon playing tricks with me, making me believe that one of the four women really wanted me so badly that she couldn't wait for breakfast to be over.

I knew it wouldn't be Evelyn, Bola or Maryann, the boss. Edidiong? Hell no! It was the Ibibio princess that wanted my head off.

My predicaments skyrocketed as I tried to hide my boner while walking out for fresh air in the open yard.

"Hey Steve! " a young lady, probably in her late 20s called out with full smiles, holding a mower professionally. She was the gardener, I concluded in my head.

"Good morning" I replied, feeling shy as her eyes stayed glued to my crotch zone. What she looking for huh?

"Morning to you too. So you are the guy? "

"yea, I am the new guy. " I made to correct her.

"No, honey you are the guy. Like, the only male employee here. Luckily we will have someone to help us clean our honey wells eventually." She ended with a smiled that looked rather demonic before adding, " I hope say you go sabi do dat tin? Make your gbola no jus dey raise head for early mo-mo for notin oh. You fit go confirm the gate keeper, she say she dey find hard gbola sharp-sharp. Shey you get the memo?" She laughed hard now as I trailed off like a lost child.

"My name is Chidinma. You can just call me Chi-chi la hot" she spoke behind me.

I was trapped in the devil's strip club!!