The day was approaching when Gbemi would return to Lagos. I called her and asked if she wanted to meet up again before she left. She explained that she couldn’t because she was overburdened with preparations and had agreed to meet with an old friend Friday night before leaving on Saturday.
She suggested that I accompany her and Muna to the airport on Saturday morning. I agreed, and she told me to meet her at Muna’s house around 7:00 a.m.
I stayed at home on Friday evening, listening to music and reading. I didn’t pick up the phone when it rang. It happened several times, but there was no message left. Then, around 8:30 a.m., my doorbell rang, and imagine my surprise when I opened it to find Gbemi standing there.
“Gbemi!” I exclaimed.
“Can I come in?” she asked.
“Sure,” I replied, pulling the door open wide. “Are you okay?”
“Nothing’s wrong. I just need someone to talk to.”
She came into my living room and sat on the couch. I asked her if she wanted something to drink and she asked if I had any vodka. I’m not a vodka fan but I had a bottle of Magic moment in my kitchen. She said that would be fine so I went to the kitchen and returned with the drink and a glass for her.
“I thought you were going out with a friend tonight,” I said.
“I was…I did. It didn’t go very well so I left. I called you but you didn’t pick. When I passed by I saw your car so I rang your bell. I’m sorry to barge in…” She took a sip of her drink.
“I’m glad I didn’t interrupt anything.”
She sipped her drink and we sat in silence.
“Can I tell you something, Tee?”
“Sure. We could always say whatever we wanted to each other, you know that.”
“I know. But there’s something I should have told you.”
“I don’t want you to see me as a bad person, but remember when I moved to Lagos after our NYSC and our relationship kind of went sour all of the sudden?” I nodded. “Well, I kind of was seeing someone else.”
“Hmm,” I said. This was a lot to process for me. She always painted herself as a saint who would never step out on our relationship and had even accused me of cheating once.
“It’s not what you think, Tobi. It just happened. It was with one of my coursemates from OOU, Gbenga That’s who I met with tonight.”
“There was another period of silence as I took in this news.
“Anyway, we became lovers. I never meant for it to happen but it just happened so fast. Then after almost two years, he dumped me for another woman! I caught them fucking in our apartment.”
“I’m so sorry, Tobi. You deserved better.”
“It’s okay, it is what it is.”
“Anyway, that’s who I met with tonight. I ran into him last week at Jabi Lake Mall. It was awkward…really weird…but we chatted for a minute or two and he suggested we meet for a drink. So I thought we could bury the hatchet and let bygones be bygones and considering I’m leaving tomorrow.”
“So, what happened?” I asked.
She poured another shot of vodka into her glass and downed it.
“So,” she continued and took a deep breath.
“He’s now married to the girl. Then he started telling me about how his wife really wanted them to have a threesome and since I was the last babe he was with, maybe I’d like to join them. I mean, can you believe that?”
“Oh, wow!” I said.
She laughed a little nervously. “Well, I’m not proud of what I did, but I’m also not sorry. He made me feel so cheap, I mean. I threw my drink in his face, stood up, and left.”
“I’m over that bastard!”
Another pregnant pause ensued as we held hands and sipped drinks. Then Gbemi put her drink on the table and turned her body to face me more directly.
“Thank you for listening to me,” she said with liquid eyes.
“You’re welcome,” I said, I squeezed her hand again and she squeezed right back.
“Can I give you a blow job?” she asked.
I almost fell off the couch when I heard that.
“What?” I asked shocked.
Gbemi started laughing. “I know you weren’t expecting that!”
I told her I wasn’t.
“I’m sorry, Tobi, but I’m just horny af! When I left Gbenga tonight I was crazy! He made me mad. I need a man, I need to feel a real man’s dick again. I’ve wasted enough time on celibacy. So, it’s either go to the streets or come to you, you’re about the only man I know I can trust.”
“But, you’re leaving in the morning.”
“I know,” she said, “But I really need you tonight.” She ran her hand up along my thigh and found my dick. “It can be my Christmas gift.”
“What has gotten into you?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” she said, then she stroked my hardening dick, and added, “But I want to get this into me!”
I think I was shocked, and I wasn’t sure if it was right, she seemed vulnerable, but I also knew I couldn’t turn this down.
I wasn’t wearing a belt so she unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped me and brought my now erect dick out.
She took me in her mouth and my balls in her hand. The familiar feel of her mouth and lips and tongue and fingers made me so hard. I held her hair between my fingers as she gave me head like her life depended on it.
After several minutes she removed her mouth from my dick and raised her head to mine and kissed me. For the first time in five years, I felt her silky tongue in my mouth. She savagely sucked my tongue and clutched my dick in her hand.
“God, I’m wet!” she said. “God, I need to cum, fuck me now!”
“No foreplay?” I asked playfully, tickling her.
“Three years without sex is my foreplay!” she said.
I slid into her with zero resistance and felt her wet warmth surrounding my engorged dick.
“Fuck me, Tobi! Fuck me hard!”
I pounded her like there was no tomorrow. I hadn’t been with a woman in a while so I was ready to blow in about a minute and a half. She was milking me with her pussy walls as I drove my dick into her. Soon I could feel my rising tide of cum searching for release, seeking the path that led out.
I grunted like a wounded lion when my cum blasted off inside her. I gradually slowed down my thrusts as I emptied my sac.
“No, don’t stop. Keep fucking!” Gbemi hissed.
I slid easily in and out of Gbemi’s slimy hole. Her hands clutched my ass.
“Keep fucking me, Tobi!”
I started fucking her harder, then harder, then harder still, and my dick became fully erect again. We fucked for about 20 minutes and then I felt myself nearing my second orgasm. My tongue was in her mouth and my finger was in her ass, and I could feel the sweat on her face so I knew she was getting close.
I could feel another round of orgasm and about four or five solid strings went deep into Gbemi. Within seconds she let out a high-pitched scream and started shaking and her juices flowed out of her, soaking my spent dick and the couch. I rolled to her side and collapsed on the floor.
I must have dozed off for a while. When I woke up, it was around 11:30 and she was getting dressed. As she made her finishing touches and pulled on her shoes she noticed I was watching her and came over.
“Thanks, baby!” she said, “You have no idea how much I needed that! Think we could get back together?” “I think we need some time to think about it, but this was great.”
She bent down and gave me a quick kiss.
“Goodnight; see you in the morning.” Then she was out the door.
I lay on the couch, ruminating about my unexpected night. What the hell had happened? I asked myself,
‘Did I just fuck my ex? Did she really have the nerve to ask me if we could get back together after dumping me five years ago?’ I ruminated over these till I slept off.
I was right on time the next morning. Muna greeted me with a big smile when she opened her door. She asked me if I wanted some coffee while we waited; she said Gbemi had gotten back late and was behind schedule.
We chatted briefly and then I noticed Gbemi’s bags were packed and stacked in the sitting room. I offered to take them out to the car. I was just rounding up when they both emerged from the house.
“Morning, Tee,” Gbemi said, barely making eye contact. She got into the back seat, I was behind the wheel and Muna got in the passenger seat.
Not much was said in the car, but Gbemi kept yawning.
“Gbemi what’s up? Are you tired?” I asked.
“Yes, I am. I didn’t sleep too well,” she said.
“Maybe you can catch some sleep when you’re airbound,” I added. She said she hoped so. It was good to see that her orgasm the night before hadn’t exhausted her.
At the airport, we checked Gbemi’s bags and then went as far as we could before saying our goodbyes. Gbemi and Muna hugged and kissed and exchanged I-love-yous. Then Gbemi turned to me.
“Bye, Tobi. It was nice seeing you again. Thank you so much.” I wasn’t sure if she was thanking me for coming to the airport, or the night before.
She kissed me on the cheek and turned, waved, and sauntered off.
Muna and I walked back out of the terminal and walked back to my car. On the ride home she told me that she’d thought it over and would like to increase her running distance to cover the whole estate but would like me to join her if I was up for it. I told her, I was game and was looking forward to it.
To be continued…
Written by Sixtie9ine
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