Saturday, 14 May 2016

No Money, No honey



My eyelid began to lower as his mouth came inevitably closer. His head tilting to accommodate the full contour of my face.
His body was getting harder by the second; I could feel it as I grabbed his rock hard penis like my life depended on it.
I could feel the hardness of his body against mine as I worked my hand around his waist and he began exploring my lips, his tongue finding mine moment by moment. He took my left breast in his hands, squeezing and kissing me at the same time.
That was it, I needed a support, I moved backwards so I could rest my back against the wall. He started with my button, he unbuttoned the first two buttons and found my breast and almost immediately he placed his tongue on my left nipple as I gave a soft cry.
Check! I am not supposed to be doing this, not now. He wasn’t going to get anymore of me. ‘Stop it!’ ‘No!’ I broke free from him, buttoned up my blouse and walked away finding a chair to sit down.
‘Baby, come on’ he pleaded as he sat on a chair next to mine. I could see the bulge in his pants.  This man surely knows how to get on. ‘I’m not cut out for this right now’ I announced looking away from him and by now I regretted my coming to see him.  ‘This is time wasted’ I thought to myself.
It was five past two p.m when I walked into Kayode’s office in Ikeja earlier. I hadn’t plan on visiting him today. In fact, I didn’t plan to go anywhere but when he called he sounded so convincing that I thought I would be getting what I wanted so I cancelled my personal holiday and headed straight here, taking a bus from ijesha to oshodi and from oshodi to ikeja then taking keke napep from computer village to Adeniyi jones even though he asked me to take a taxi. No time for taxi. Taxi money can be used for something else. I had called him when I got to his office complex and he had sent his secretary to give me five thousand naira.
I met Kayode five months ago on facebook. He chatted me up and we decided to hang out the following week. He came across as a perfect gentle man. He spoke fine English and had a cute face but please, who that one epp?
‘Baby, what are thinking about?’ he asked bringing his lips to mine. I stood up immediately, took my purse from his desk and made for the door as he walked behind me getting hold of my wrist. Oluchi, but I have promised to send the money to you tomorrow. ‘Why the hell did you call me if you know you don’t have my money ready? Like what am I doing here right now with you?’ I snapped.
I got away from his grip and stomped out of the door banging it behind me.  As I walked out of his office complex I wowed not to pick his call again until he sends me some money…