I slowly turned my head toward Tope in disgust. He was smiling from ear to ear. What a cocky bastard, I thought. The nerve of him, talking to me that way with my mom, his girlfriend, in the next room.
“How dare you talk to me that way!” I felt the blood rushing to my face. “You know my mother happens to be in the next room!”
“You won’t tell your mom, Nnneka,” Tope interrupted. “You know why?”
I looked away from him.
But Tope continued anyway, “Because you would have done so by now! You know as well as I that it’s too late. Besides, do you really think your mom would believe you over me?”
Just then my mom walked back into the room with the drink. She sat down next to Tope on the couch and snuggled up to him.
“Ok, Sweety, let’s play the movie.”
Throughout the rest of the evening, Tope made knowing glances at me while I tried to ignore him. But he was right, I wouldn’t tell my mom or anyone for that matter. Like anyone would believe me anyway…
After that night, I did everything in my power to avoid Tope as much as I could. I hated that bastard. When he would stop by, I always made it a point to be in my bedroom or out at a friend’s house. I started to lock my bedroom door at all times, even when Tope wasn’t there. I figured the longer I stayed away from him, the better chance he would leave me alone. For sure, he would give up, eventually.
But I couldn’t avoid him all the time especially when he would stop by unexpectedly. And during those times, he was drawn to me like a magnet and would always go out of his way to greet me with a kiss on the cheek and sometimes a squeeze on the ass when my mom wasn’t looking.
One time, I happened to walk by him in the hallway when he was on his way to the bathroom and he “accidentally” rubbed up against me with an obvious fat, hard-on sliding across my body. I literally pushed him away, which he really seemed to enjoy.
“You’re such an ass!” I scolded him.
He just laughed at me and replied, “Can I help what you do to me?”
And there are plenty of other examples I could mention detailing his harassment. I honestly felt hunted by him, and I expended a lot of energy just trying to stay away from the guy in my own home.
Looking back during this time, it is amazing to me that my mom was so unaware. Tope was certainly a sneaky son-of-a-bitch and he definitely had mom eating out of his hand.
Soon after, my best friend, Sandra, was over at my house to complete a school project with me. We were sitting at the kitchen table when my mom walked in with Tope.
“Hi, guys! Whatcha doin’?” my mom asked, walking in with a bag full of groceries.
“Hi. We’re just finishing up that project for Biology,” I responded, careful to not look up from my schoolwork in order to avoid eye contact with “you-know-who”.
“Hi, Ms. Amaka,” my friend answered.
My mom suddenly turned to Tope, “Oh… Sandra, have you ever met my boyfriend, Tope?”
“No,” she replied.
“Well, then. Sandra this is Tope.” My mom loved to show him off. What a prize.
Tope approached Sandra and extended his hand, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sandra. Between you and Nnneka here, I’m sure you have all the boys at your school begging for dates!” It was obvious that Tope was flirting with her and of course, my naive mother was blind to it all.
Sandra accepted his hand but looked slightly embarrassed by the comment.
“Ah… thank-you,” she replied with a smirk on her face.
My mom interjected, “And what are you two doing tonight?”
I spoke up. “I will like to go over to Sandra’s house to swim in her pool if that’s alright.” Sandra’s family had this really cool in-ground swimming pool and consequently, her house was quite a popular place in the neighbourhood to hang out.
“Sure, Sweety. Just be home before 10.”
“Ok, mom. We’d better get going,” I motioned to Sandra. “I’m just going to pack my swimsuit and then we’ll go. Sandra, come help me.”
We stood up and managed to walk by Tope without any contact. Miracles never cease!
As I closed my bedroom door, Sandra flopped herself on my bed and exclaimed, “Wow! Your mom’s boyfriend is HOT!”
I looked at her dumbfounded, “You really think so?”
“Hell yes! I would do him in a heartbeat! He looks like a movie star.!” she said staring at the ceiling.
“Well, he may be good-looking but he is an asshole,” I announced. “My mom deserves much better than him.”
Sandra laughed, “C’mon Nnneka…did you see the body on him?? AAUUUHHGGHH,” she groaned into my pillow that she now held over her face.
“Whatever!” I said lifting my bag while rolling my eyes. “Let’s get out of here before you have an orgasm on my bed!”
Sandra’s house was only a couple of street from mine so we were there in a couple of minutes. What my mom didn’t know was that Sandra’s parents were away for the weekend and Sandra had taken the liberty of inviting our boyfriends over. The two boys, Musa and Ayo, were also seniors at our school. Musa was Sandra’s boyfriend and it was common knowledge at our school that they screw all the time.
Ayo was Musa’s best friend and we had been dating for about 4 months. He had just moved to our school that year and was a real cutie. Ayo only stood about 5’8”, with a slender, yet athletic build. He was really the opposite of me in many ways since I was always the studious, nice-girl.
Ayo had taken my virginity a month prior and since then, we had done it one other time. To be honest, sex with Ayo was pretty disappointing. I remember that he used to cum really fast which frustrated the hell out of me.
Anyway, we arrived at Sandra’s house and made some dinner before the guys showed up a little later. As they entered, I could see that Musa had something in a brown paper bag.
A little later, over the sounds of the Wizkid’s album, “Made in Lagos” coming from Sandra’s mini-stereo, Musa took out a bottle of alcoholic wine and asked, “Got any coca-cola?? Let’s have a drink!”
I wasn’t much of a drinker at that point in my life, however, I was somewhat tired of my “strait-laced” image at school and wanted to be more like Sandra (who was a known “bad” girl). While she grabbed a two-liter bottle of coke from the refrigerator, I made small talk with the guys. Ayo was definitely giving me a lot of attention and I knew he would probably try to get sex from me later. Especially since I didn’t give it up to him a couple of weeks before when I was on my period.
The four of us proceeded to get pretty drunk that night, intensified by drinking games such as “asshole” and “truth or dare”.
Later in the evening, Sandra rose from her seat and suggested that we go swimming. Even though it was dark outside, Sandra’s pool had lights set up in and around the pool. She and I went up to her room to change into our bikinis and the guys used the bathroom.
By the time we came out, we could already hear Ayo and Musa splashing around in the pool. We walked out to the backyard each wrapped in a towel.
“C’mon, girls. The water feels great!” Musa exclaimed.
We ditched the towels to obnoxious whistles and catcalls from the guys. I wore my yellow bikini, which accented my large breasts, flat stomach, and toned ass quite well.
Years of playing volleyball had really paid off. Although Sandra was more petite than I was, her red bikini was no slouch either. It was a good colour considering her features, namely her beautiful skin, dark eyes, and braided hair.
We dove in. Sandra swam right up to Musa in the deep end and started horsing around with him. I decided to hang out in the shallow end.
Ayo eventually swam up to me and said, “Are you bored, Nnneka?”
I sat down on the bottom stair that led out of the pool with only my chest and head sticking out of the water.
“No…no,” I smiled, “I’m just kind of buzzed from the drinks is all.” This was the truth since I felt quite light-headed and spacey. The drinks had been very strong. But also I was thinking about Tope and what to do about that situation. I was honestly tired of ducking him on a near-daily basis.
Maybe I should just let him fuck me to get it over with, I thought, completely oblivious to Ayo who was now standing right in front of me. It would almost be worth it just so he would leave me alone.
All of a sudden it became real quiet and when I looked over Ayo’s shoulder, I could see that Musa and Sandra were in a passionate embrace. They’ll probably end up doing it right in the pool, I thought.
Ayo took a quick look over his shoulder and acknowledged our friends’ behavior with a quick laugh. That was all the encouragement he needed. Ayo leaned down and kissed me hard. He then parted my lips with his tongue and expertly stroked the interior of my mouth while occasionally sucking lightly on my tongue. The attention was having an affect on my body as my pussy became wet and my nipples erect.
Ayo’s hands were now massaging my back as we continued to make out. I became concerned about Sandra and looked up just in time to see her and Musa exit the pool and enter the house. I could see Sandra’s breasts hanging in the breeze.
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