It had been over five weeks since her sexual encounter in the city art gallery with the Africans, five weeks since a cock has slid up her, to put it b...untly she was beginning to feel neglected so as the computer repair man settled down to repair the computer she began to take an interest, not in the computer but the repair man. "Do you do this often?" she asked."Pretty well every day", he replied as he removed the backing from the control box. "I sometimes have about four customers a day, some. I don't have anything special to do during the day, so I can snoop through your stuff. I really won't do that but I will make sure the place is spic and span. I think Betty and Prissy cleaned up in there yesterday. There couldn't have been much as you haven't been there"I gave her my key and said, "Do me a favor. Look through all of my stuff to see if you find any answers. I think we're moving in a direction that we need to know as much about each other as we can. You have my permission to be. My mom is a businesswoman, that’s why she doesn’t get much time at home. When the lockdown was imposed, we were stuck in the house only, and life is getting boring.I am not keen to chat a lot, so I mostly kept myself in the room, and mom started getting bored.After 3-4 days of lockdown, she asked me, “What do you do in your room the whole day?”Me: Time pass!Mom: How?Me: I chat with different people.Mom: With whom do you chat?Me: With strangers.Mom: Do you find it interesting to chat with. She ached for him to touch her, or to be able to touch him, but he had her half-pinned with her body and seemed content to have her there. ‘Dom, please,’ she whispered, amazed she could even form a word. He teased her a few moments more until she couldn’t stand it and grabbed his wrist to move his hand up. They both groaned as he touched her, she in relief and he at the heat. She released his hand as he slid his fingers into the wetness, stroking and thrusting to drive her to a peak. ‘Let me,’.