I rip one half of Chioma’s top comot, including the right cup of her bra. One of her big, juicy yellow bress don burst out dey swing heavy, nipple standing hard like cherry, while the other one still dey struggle to hide inside the torn bra.
She quick use her hands dey cover herself still dey try block the blow and slap wey I dey rain on her, dey scream like mad woman say I fuck her man. Nothing vex me pass the boyfriend snatcher wey she dey call me as I dey kpokpo her.
Deep down, I just dey wonder how she take know? I code that movement sharp that night, no trace, no evidence. As I dey mend her, I just dey reason how Chioma take find out. For my life, even all the years wey I don dey for street, aswear I never face this kind yeye wahala before.
I know say the chaos sweet some people well well. The other bad belle workers wey dey envy my relationship with Deji just dey smile for corner, eyes shining with evil joy.
Dem know say once Deji hear about the fight and wetin cause am, na final breakup. My world go scatter. Especially Tiwa, she don finally get the weapon wey dem go take sack me.
Finally, some people tear us apart, but by then I don almost naked Chioma finish. Dem quickly carry her enter one corner give her another staff uniform, but that one no stop her running mouth from calling me ashawo.
I just sit down for one corner dey fume. Some of my colleagues come dey ask me wetin happen gang an, because nobody too understand wetin sup the only thing dem know na say I dey beat Chioma press and she dey shout boyfriend snatcher.
Small time, manager send for the Chioma. As I see her march enter manager office, my body just dey burn, why manager go call her first? Why he no call me wey she first attack? Why he no call both of us together?
What if she lie nko? My mind just dey boil with hot regret. I wish say I beat that girl more, scatter her face, make she no get strength to talk and walk.
After some time, Chioma comot. Manager send for me. I enter with bold steps, chest out, after all na she attack me first. I no do anything at all, say the real storm never even start. Na the moment I step inside the office, my heart nearly stop.
I bin think say na only Oga Greg our manager I go face inside him office, but as I enter I see say Tiwa and Felicia dey with am, after all dem be my superiors too. Tiwa eyes pierce me like knife. The tension thick, like say she wan chop me.
I begin explain, my voice steady but heart racing. I tell them everything from my own side: how Kola na my old friend, how I fuck am, how I no know say him and the Chioma dey date. As I dey talk, Tiwa just dey look me with pure witch eye, like she wan use her gaze burn me alive.
Felicia just dey smile small small, the kind smile wey dey say “your own don finish.”
When I finish, Oga Greg finally talk, voice cold. He say make I go house, say when dem decide with madam Glory on what to do dem go call me. I try argue say na Chioma attack me first, but Oga Greg just shake head, eyes dey shine with something dangerous.
I no blame am. The man don see golden chance to catch me. Because that same Oga Greg don try fuck me plenty times. I no gree give am toto. Even though he know say I dey with Deji — madam brother, e still bin dey chase me like dog wey dey heat.
But me I dey always tell am no say I no fit do anything with am. I know say wetin still dey pain am pass na the last time I tease am inside this same office…
That day… when I go serve Oga Greg staff lunch, as I drop the food for him table, Oga Greg come smile say he wan chop me before he chop the food. I just say make i play small, I come tease am say make he come chop me na.
Before I know wetin dey happen, Oga Greg don lose control. Him strong hands grab my big bress, begin squeeze my breasts hard, fingers digging deep into soft flesh while him hot mouth dey suck and lick my neck like starving animal.
I no stop am, I give am small green light. Me sef that afternoon I no know why I just allow Oga Greg.
I slide my hand down sharply, open him buckle, grab him penis drag am out. Osanobua! Manager preek don hard like iron rod wey dem mould with concrete. Thick, heavy, throbbing with raw power for my palm. The kind preek wey dey make toto clench.
As him try pull out one of my breasts, I stop am, but I allow am dey knead roughly, dey pinch my nipple through my cloth, untill I nearly moan.
When him raise my skirt and try slide hand inside my pants, I block am sharp. But fuck, I don already soak kpa. My pant dey drip with my own juice.
Oga Greg dey breathe like person wey run marathon, chest heaving, preek vibrating with mad energy inside my hand. I begin stroke am fast and tight, twisting my wrist at the swollen head, dey feel as him thick veins dey pulse under my fingers.
“Abeg… just the tip,” he beg me, him voice rough and broken like person wey just smoke igbo finish.
I say no.
“Oya give me head… please… suck am small please”
I still say no.
The man don nearly mad. Him whole body dey shake, sweat dey pour, preek dey leak pre-cum plenty for my hand. Him try force him hand between my legs again, but I no gree. I just allow am dey rough handle my bress, sucking my neck and ear like say him wan mark me. The pleasure and power mixed together sweet me die. But I no still gree am to fuck me.
After some time, I step back sharply, break the contact. Oga Greg eyes don red, him follow me, drag my hand like mad man. I look am straight for face: “If you no leave me, I go scream.”
Him stop. But the look wey him give me that day… pure vengeance. Me sef I no know weti enter me that day wey make me give am that kind green light.
Normally If he worry me I go just turn the matter to laugh, tease am say anytime he see Deji make he tell deji say he wan fuck him babe. Both of us go just laugh. But I no know wetin make me do that kind rough play wey I follow am do that afternoon for him office.
Even as I dey comot from the office, Oga Greg dey beg me say make I come stroke am, make he just release the sperm wey don full him preek….. I no even answer am, I just turn waka comot from the office.
Since that day, I just dey avoid am and he sef dey avoid me because of shame. The man don vex tire. Now, with this fight, I know say him go use this opportunity destroy me well well, especially now wey he hear say the thing wey I no gree give am I carry am go give another man.
After the panel, I go locker room to pack my things. Tiwa enter, begin dey sing, dey laugh loud, I know say she dey try pepper me, but I no even give her face. I no mind. My mind just dey race, How Chioma take know say I fuck Kola? Wetin go happen with me and Deji?
I just dey act like say I no dey hear Tiwa, until she come close to my side, begin sing loud about “boyfriend snatcher” say “some people dey run bonanza with their toto dey fuck another person boyfriend.”
I no know if na she form the song or na song wey person don sing before…. wetin I just know be say, na there my blood boil. One kind hot vex wey I never feel before enter my body. I turn sharply, grab her weave with full force, yank am like say I wan pull am comot from her scalp. Before she fit react, I don land her heavy slap followed by hot blows.
Person go think say with all that her bad mouth, Tiwa sabi fight. Lie! I beat that girl like small pikin wey steal meat. She no even raise one hand. Instead, she just dey beg, dey cry, dey shout for help.
The more she dey beg, the more sweet the beating taste for my mouth. I panel beat her whole body — chest, back, side, give her proper mending. Before people rush come separate us, I don already bam her face well well with ethical blows wey turn her face to map.
Na Security drag me comot the premises that morning. Tiwa face don swell like person wey trailer jam. She dey sit for ground dey cry say I be witch. I know say this one na straight sack.
But nothing sweet me pass the fact say my hand finally touch that Tiwa the way I don dey pray for.
I first go Deji house sharp sharp, pack all my properties wey dey him house commot. I don already know say this one na automatic breakup. First I fuck Kola, then I beat Chioma still beat Tiwa for him sister restaurant. I no need anybody to tell me say I don dey single already.
As I comot from Deji house, I go my own house. Every minute my eye dey on my phone, heart dey beat like drum, waiting for the explosion. Waiting for Deji to call or send message after dem blow the full gist give am. Still dey wait to see if anybody go call me from office say make I come collect my balance for the month.
Na around evening Deji call me dey ask me say where I dey say him reach house notice say I move all my things comot say wetin dey happen? I shock. I bin expect say by now everybody for office go don blow trumpet.
But Deji voice sound genuinely confused like person wey no know anything. I tell am say I just wan stay my house small. Him para immediately say noooooo. Say he dey come my house say make I explain why I go just comot like that.
As him cut the call, my mind begin race. How come all those people wey him plant to watch me no tell am? Something no clear.
Late evening, Deji reach. Him burst inside dey para say wetin happen? Why I go pack my things like that? say even if I don tire for the relationship I suppose tell am, or if I wan break up say I for respect am tell am say I wan break up with am.
Deji just dey vex dey hala wetin no good. I look him face well, dey for anger, for pretence, for anything. But I no see anything. Maybe the gist never reach am yet. Maybe I never cast. Na wetin I think sha…. I no know say Deji na major actor!
Written by DND
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