Tuesday, 17 October 2017
His voice was huskier than before and on his end he said “hello babe”, she froze a moment trying to come out of the trance his voice left her. “Hey wusup, did I wake you?” She said just to cover up her speechlessness. “Yes, your call woke me hope you're good?” he asked concerned. “yeah I am, just needed to let you know I’m leaving home now, come downstairs and pick me in 3 minutes time” she dropped the call afterwards, went back in and told her mother she wanted to have an early morning walk-out to relieve her tummy of the rumble noises that filled them up. She left the house in a black light hood over her fitted blue jean skirt; it was 6:27am.
A call on her phone, it was Abiodun, she picked up the call and told him she was almost at his gate, at that instance they both became visible she waved at him and dropped the call instantly. She got into the gate and went straight up to his apartment; the time was 6:34am.
“All right, so you said we needed to talk and here I am, shall we begin?” she said this avoiding his eye contact, the same feeling the voice triggers is the same feeling his eyes hold but she was too late. She sank into the bed still trying to rub off her eyes off sleep, when he said “I missed you and I felt we could talk”. “We sure have a lot to talk about like you know” she replied. She kept asking series of questions as long as her mind could carry her while she hopes another question pops up right before she finishes her last. He moved closer while she was talking and gave her a gentle kiss that blew off her mind and thorn her flesh apart, she enjoyed it but never showed she did, she wanted to be safe but isn’t this the guys’ den where anything can happen? “gosh what led me to this” she thought aloud, but it was too late. Little by little, in pieces and thorn, in crying and beseeching, in swearing and fulfilling he pulled off her fitted jean and slowly her colourful pink pant followed, this time she cried at the shame, at the reproach she brought herself, she resisted him, but his power outweighed hers. They both continued in this for some minutes and like a flood he tried to put his manhood into her vagina, but it would not dance to his tune, at last he asked, “when last did you have sex?” out of breath she replied “never” but what was the use he never believed though, or maybe he did he just wanted to try his luck. He ran out of breath also and persuaded her to let him go gently, he wasn’t going to crush the wall and he wasn’t going to hurt her, in promising he released out the liquid in him on his bed and allowed her leave. In shame, she got up immediately, sat up in bed and wore her pant gently as they were pulled off, she had no strength of resisting, he knew her now, not as a woman but as no one ever knew her; it was 7:04am.
She loved him and still never felt to harbour this against him, but she vowed never to enter the compound that harbours her secret again, perhaps the past is best lived through when left behind in lessons with a stronger heart. Her phone rang and it was her mother, a chill ran through her spine and she felt she knew everything already yet she managed to pick “where are you” she said still in her motherly tone, like nothing ever happened she replied and said “I’m almost at the gate”.
The pain would not cease to flow through her vagina and through her lower abdomen and when she put a call through to him; in pain and groaning, all he muttered was “ I didn’t pull through, it never got in, there was no penetration.”
Brava 👏baby BEryL
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