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Episode (5)
Written β Sadiq_Infinity
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#STEVEN π€
The coming of Monica into my house changed my life.. I had to work extra hard to take care of her.. She is my guest after all.
Every day, I would go to the police showing them her picture if they could help me find out who she is or where she leaves.. But nothing was yet found about her..
Before I was eating alone but now I had to bring in enough provisions to cook for both of us, I had to also find an extra space in the house for her to stay and feel comfortable in ., Monica didn’t do anything in the house, she would sit in her room all day doing God knows what.. But at least I had company..
Before we never talked except exchange greetings, I was nervous to talk to her and she seems like she wants to be left alone.. But now things were different Whenever I came back from the market we would talk to each other, I sometimes helped jog her memory to see if she could remember anything but the only thing she remembered was her name.
Monica was an interesting person to talk to and a very good listener, judging from her appearance and the way she behaves, I’ll say she was from a very wealthy background. She was so poise, calm and elegant.. She had this air of superiority and charm of the rich..
One Saturday afternoon after I came back early from the market, Monica sat in the middle of the parlor with the clothes given to her Elena. I was surprised.. Was something wrong with the clothes.
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Steven β‘ Evening Monica, what’s wrong?
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Monica β‘ These clothes… I can’t wear them..
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Steven β‘ Why? They’re not that bad.
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Monica β‘ Oh no! They look hideous on me, they make me look a beggar.. Just take a look at this..
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Monica stood up and turned around showing me the one she had on her… To be precise it doesn’t look bad but you know women nah…
Seeing how serious she was about not liking the dress, so I decided to ask what she had in mind..
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Steven β‘ Okay what now?
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Monica β‘ Look, I don’t want to seem ungrateful but I really better clothes than this..
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Steven β‘ Clothes?
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Monica β‘ Yes… Look I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, if it’s not okay with you.. I’ll manage this one..
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Steven β‘ No, its okay… I know a place where we can get you some nice clothes.
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Monica β‘ Really? Thank you.
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To my surprise, she rushed towards me and gave me a hug.. I’ve felt felt so happy in my life like this moment.. This beautiful knock out lady was hugging me..
Later, we left and I took her to Kofar wambai.. A place where second hand merchandize clothes are sold, the reason I like this place is because the clothes are quite cheap and they’re no different from the expensive ones sold in stores..
As soon we got there, Monica stuck close to me cause she wasn’t familiar with the place and she could probably get lost, Everyone stared at us as if we were a couple as for me, I felt proud having someone as bewitching as Monica even though we weren’t a couple.
We soon reached the clothes section, and Monica began to search for the ones that suited her…. The ones she mostly chose were T shirts, jeans, bum shorts, panty hose and other flashy clothes… I prayed silently in my mind that she won’t pack everything in the market cause the money in my wallet, wasn’t enough…
After spending hours in the market.. We left and went home… Monica was very happy but I wasn’t.. Just when I was hoping to spend less, I spent 15k out of 20k on clothes that weren’t even new… But as long as she’s happy, I don’t mind…
As soon as we got home, Monica tried them on, showing me how good it looked on her and she was really hot and sexy… I was now staring to see the sense in what she said about Elena’s clothes… They really hid her natural charms and I was totally blown away as Monica paraded herself in front of me showing me the clothes…. Seeing how these clothes brought out her natural assets made me horny and lusting for her… But I maintained control, I can’t give in to my lust… Monica is my guest and responsibility, not my lover… So I did my best to avoid anything that would land me in trouble.
After spending those money on her clothes, there wasn’t enough to buy food for the both of us… And considering the way Monica eats… There’s no way we could share one plate of food between us..
So after preparing a place of jollof rice and plantain for her, I gave the food and went back to my room bur before I could go she stopped me.
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Monica β‘ Steven… Where’s your food? Aren’t you going to eat?
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Steven β‘ No.. Don’t worry, eat I’m not hungry..
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Monica β‘ Don’t lie to me… We always eat together and I’ve never seen you go without eating anything… Was there not enough money for you to get us enough food? Was it because of the shopping we went this afternoon.
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Steven β‘ No.. It isn’t… Please just eat.. I’m not really that hungry..
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Monica β‘ I may have lost my memory but I’m not stupid.. Why didn’t tell me there wasn’t enough money? If I had knew this, we wouldn’t have gone to that shopping.. Come let’s share this plate of rice.
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I was shocked by what she did… I never knew she cared this much… Bur despite all that I don’t want her to feel unsatisfied…
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Steven β‘ No please eat.. I’ll manage..
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Monica β‘ Listen.. If you won’t eat.. Then I won’t… Then the food goes to waste… Your choice, either come eat with me or we both starve and the food goes to waste..
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Seeing the serious look on her face, I knew she meant every word she said.. And arguing with her was no use, so I went and brought another plate to share the rice between us but she insisted on us eating together on the same plate… Seeing there was point of dragging this any further.. I decided to go and seat next to her, we ate together sitting so close to each other.. I was nervous of eating close to her but Monica didn’t mind, she ate to her hearts content… I looked at her as she ate.. Of all the women I’ve been with, She was different.. Maybe I have to get to know her better.
The next morning, I went to the market and opened up my shop, Abubakar too came and told him everything that happened between and Monica the previous day, Abubakar was displeased about the whole thing…
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Abubakar β‘ Look, Steven… What you did was nice and generous but it’s not a good idea.. You barely know this woman.
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Steven β‘ Even so Abubakar, Monica is nor what you think, she’s different.. Last night.. When I sat next to her.. I felt..
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Abubakar β‘ Please don’t tell me you’ve fallen for this woman, because I can see it on your face.
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Steven β‘ But so what if I fall for her.. It won’t be a bad way to go..
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Abubakar β‘ Steven, you’re behaving like you were born yesterday… What you should be worrying about is when she regains her memory… And if even if you two get together and remembers everything. What if she’s married or about to be engaged! What if she leaves you just like that if she remembers, What if she’s a dangerous criminal or terrorist, you don’t know… There are many question marks on that Monica, just pray that if she remembers, she doesn’t just park you aside like some trash…
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Steven β‘ Come on Abubakar… She won’t do that.. Would she?
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Abubakar β‘ Ask yourself that question again and again just to be sure! I’ve told you my own.. Just be careful.
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Though I hate to agree but Abubakar was right… What if I was doing this all for nothing… Its not like I’m expecting in return, I’m doing this just to help her but…. What do I really know about her… Abubakar is right.. I have to be careful.
Later after the market closed, I went to my mom’s house to tell her about Monica, as I arrived, I heard a loud blaring music inside my Mom house, This was unusual cause my mom wasn’t the type to be listening to a Dj Remix, I knocked hard again so she could hear me, it took a while before the door was opened and to my surprise, it was Uzoma.
She wore a black singlet which barely contained her enormous b*****s and her bum short was too tight it was showing her p***y shape and a*s, Seeing her like that made my d**k kick… Why would my mom allow a lady such as this into her house.
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Steven β‘ Evening Uzoma.. Sorry I mean Uzzie.
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Uzoma β‘ Evening Steven…
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Steven β‘ Where’s my mom?
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Uzoma β‘ Oh she went out… She went to her church and won’t be back till 10, that is two hours from now…
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Steven β‘ Okay, tell her that I came… I’ll be going now..
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Uzoma β‘ So soon, why don’t you wait for a while? It’s not like you have something else to do back home.. Besides I would like us to get to know one another.
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I didn’t know what Uzoma was planning but I decided not to be rude and accept her request.. Besides there’s no harm in having a little chat.
As I came in, I watched as Uzzie walk twerking her a*s, Her a*s was really a thing of wonder..
We both sat down on the couch without saying anything.. From the corner of my eye I could see Uzoma staring at me.. Why was she doing that? Just when I thought that was bad, She did something unexpected, She moved close to me sitting tightly next to me, I looked at her surprised by what she did..
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Steven β‘ Uhm, Uzzie what are you doing?
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Uzzie β‘ Getting to know you better… Your mom was right about you… You’re handsome… and a quiet type.. I can tell you’re not quite successful with women..
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Steven β‘ I don’t think that’s your business..
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Uzoma β‘ Sorry I didn’t mean no disrespect.. So tell me.. Do you find me attractive.. Or rather have you been with a woman like me..
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Steven β‘ Uzzie, this is really unnecessary.. We shouldn’t be doing this..
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Uzzie β‘ Oh I agree but you’re little friend here, has his own point of view.
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Uzzie suddenly just grabbed my balls, slowly pressing it… I couldn’t believe she noticed my hard on… She put her one of her legs on my thigh and her hands on my chest… She looked at me sexily, biting her lips…
Her grip on my d**k was driving me crazy, I tried to resist her but she was just turning on the pressure… Afterwards she bent down in front of me and her hands reached on my belt, removing my trouser, I couldn’t do anything , I just sat there watching her.. As she brought out my d**k… She gasped…
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Uzoma β‘ Jesus! Steve your mom never told me you were hung as a horse… Damn! I hope you don’t split me apart with this monster..
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Steven β‘ Stop this Uzzie…
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Uzoma β‘ Shush baby, mama will handle it from here..
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Uzoma claimed on the couch and slowly mounted on my d**k… She slowly sat on my d**k inserting it inside her… I gasped as I felt her warm c**t… It was a bit tight.. Uzoma held my shoulders tightly, m*****g as loud as she could as she was still getting used to my d*ck, She began to ride me slowly, twerking her waist, I grabbed her a*s pulling her close towards me.. Her c*nt was getting tighter and tighter around my d**k, Uzzie’s c**t was really good, She continued riding me as she bounced hard on my d*ck… Her waist moved hard and fast like her life depended on it, Uzzie moaned hard grabbing hold to me.. Her b*****s bounced wildly underneath her singlet, that they both popped out, Uzzie grabbed my head burying it between her melons, I sucked on her b***s nibbling on her n*****s, she was choking me with her milk factory… I grabbed her a*s pumping my d*ck into her… Uzzie shouted hard increasing her pace, she moved as wild as if she was going to break my d*ck, We kept f*cking for minutes… I’ve never felt pleasure like this, Uzoma was a really good f*ck… Too bad she lacked those qualities in her manners.
Just then I felt my d*ck tingling inside her, I was about to c*m… I tried to get Uzoma off me but she refused.. It was as if she wanted me to c*m inside her… I may have fallen to her seduction but I wasn’t stupid enough to lose myself and c*m inside her..
So before I could blow, I forcefully pulled out of her and released hard… My seed sprayed on Uzzie’s back and a**… From the look of her face, she was displeased about what happened, She came off me and went to the bathroom to clean herself, she never said anything about what happened.
I quietly wore my clothes and went home, realizing how late I was… Monica must have been starving by now… So I hurried home.
As I arrived, I realize the door was locked from the inside, Fortunately it was a Jam lock and I have a spare key…
I opened the door and entered the house… I noticed something and it was strange… The house was neat, everything was in place and not to mention the sweet aroma going around in the room, Did Monica prepare some food..?
As I went to the Kitchen, the plates were washed and kept in their usual places… The more I looked around the house, the more amazed I was… Did Monica do all this?
I noticed a plate of food in the kitchen, I uncovered the dish and saw Spaghetti π jollof with beans… Just where did she get the money to do all this?
I hurried to the room and saw Monica sound asleep, from the way she was clinging to herself… She must be feeling cold… So I found a bed sheet and covered her with it…
I looked at her face and saw the calmness on her as she dozed off… God she was really beautiful…. Why me of all people should I be having a beauty such as her as my guest…
After watching her for some time… I went back to the table and ate the food she made.. It was really delicious… I didn’t know when I cleared everything in the plate… How in the world did she learn to cook like that?
Who knows maybe she was a chef? Cause her meal is worth 5 stars.. After I was done eating to my satisfaction…. I went back to my own room and to my surprise, all my dirty clothes were washed and ironed and my bed was neatly done…
I sat comfortably stretching myself… I felt a delight in my heart… Maybe Monica was sent as a blessing in disguise… Who knows..
I reached under my bed to bring out my container for which I was saving my small changes… And to my surprise… Half of the money was gone… And that’s when it hit me… Monica used the money… After spending weeks saving this money… Chaii…. This lady has just ruined my budget….
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Kai… That mumu.. After giving him my body.. He just walks our free, no gratitude no gift no nothing…. Men these days are stingy… Seeing how his mom was always saying he was a big time business man.. I thought I had found my gold mine… Marrying him won’t be such a bad idea… Seeing how his mother was desperate about her son getting married, I decided to use the opportunity and milk this guy… And if he hadn’t pulled out… I would have faked a pregnancy and use that to get more money…
Though I have to admit, the guy is a great f**k.. He really stretched me out pretty good… Maybe I have to add more pressure, I know I can get him around my thumb.. And once I do that.. I’ll be set for life.. No wahala.. Just easy money…
So after Steven’s mom came back from church I went to my own house and as I reached there I was surprised to see that pest Mallam Ibrahim waiting for me… Why can’t he leave me alone eh? If not because he was spoiling me with money.. I wouldn’t have paid attention to him in the first place..
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Ibrahim β‘ Uzzie baby… My love…
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Uzzie β‘ (idiot) Baby… How’s work?
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Ibrahim β‘ Wallahi, I’m fine.. Working in the hospital isn’t easy….
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Uzzie β‘ Eehyah! Sorry darling… That’s how life is..
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Ibrahim β‘ I agree.. So let’s go inside and let’s have some fun Uhm?
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Uzzie β‘ Sorry darling, I’m exhausted… We should do this sometime… Okay… Besides I need some cash.. Life is tough you know..
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Ibrahim β‘ Do you take me for a fool… You don’t allow me to touch you anymore… Always bringing up excuses about being tired or menstruation… I won’t be fooled… Besides I don’t need you I’ve found someone better than you… I’ve already tasted you and I’ve had my fill.
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Uzoma β‘ Ehn! Useless man.. If not because of your money.. Who would give you a second look, abeg comot joor, and besides I’ll also found someone who’s more of a man than you… You think that tiny stick of yours has ever satisfied me… Abeg comot… One minute machine… Idiot..
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I spat at him and went back to my room, its a good thing we were done, cause i’m tired of him… Steven must be my next ATM and I won’t allow anything or anyone to stop me from getting what I want..
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To be CONTINUED
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