ROSA, MY LOVE
CHAPTER 2
The verandah of my room was seriously dilapidated. The landlord didn’t care about repairs. As a result, whenever it rained, it splashed into my room. However, today, I had a lady friend with me. Locking the door might give her wrong signals. So, I was caught between not giving her a wrong signal and allowing rain splash into my room.
“I might have to lock the door. As you can see, the rain is splashing inside.”
“I have noticed. You better do.”
Haven locked the door; I sat again on the bed. Her ice-cream was finished now.
“You want some more ice-cream?”
“Thanks, no thanks, the weather is getting colder.”
“Alright. How much do I begin with? I mean for the saving.” I asked.
“Any amount from five hundred and above. You have to begin by buying a checkbook. It will cost you another five hundred. That makes a thousand.”
I brought out five thousand and told her to save three thousand and keep the change. She was very excited. I looked at her and she was so lovely, but I had other fears. I actually had another girl called Sandy that I was dating seriously. Getting Rosa too would complicate the whole issue. Sandy was very violent while Rosa looked calm. I didn’t want trouble between these two. Sandy lived in another city and only visited once in a while. I had enough time to cheat on her without ever being caught. However, what if Rosa decided to visit me when Sandy was around, it would lead to fireworks.
So, I decided that for the sake of peace, I would put my intentions for Rosa on hold. But it was too late. Rosa had already caught feelings. Every time she came to collect my savings at home, she would stay longer than usual. Sometimes she would request to cook for me or wash for me, but I always turned down her request. I didn’t want to give her hopes because I didn’t want to encourage her. As lovely as she looked, I tried not to ask her out. This made her feel bad because she was badly into me already. It was all my fault. I had been treating her too nicely.
One day, she came to my house as usual to collect the savings for the day. When she came, there was a neighbour in my room. A beautiful female neighbour who had been giving me greenlights for a while. We were watching a movie when Rosa came. Her face fell when she saw the neighbour. She quietly collected my money for the day and left without saying goodbye. For three whole days, she didn’t show up to collect. I called her and she didn’t pick. On the fourth day, she picked and when I asked her what her problem was, her reply was that I loved women a lot.
“Have you ever seen me with a woman?” I asked.
“What about the girl I met in your house?”
“That was my neighbour. But what is the big deal. You are just my business partner. How does it affect you when you meet a woman in my house?”
“It’s alright, tomorrow, I will resume coming to your house for the savings.” She replied, disappointedly.
I now realized that she really wanted something between us. I wanted it too, but I was being cautious because of Sandy. The next day, she came to my office and on that day, I was all alone in the office. She was wearing a very short skirt as usual. You can imagine someone who has such a broad behind wearing a very short skirt. Instead of her to sit opposite me like all clients would do, she moved behind my desk and stood by me, one arm over my shoulders, the other rubbing my chest. That was too much for me to take.
I started touching and rubbing her laps and slowly sent my hand under her skirt. I was shocked that she was wearing just an underwear. With that kind of skirt, I was expecting she should wear more than just an underwear. I rubbed my hand on her panty and her grip on my shoulder became tighter. I was taking a risk. I had an office all to myself. However, my colleagues like coming into my office without knocking first. Anyone of them could walk on us at any time.
I shifted her panties to one side and touch the smooth, soft and moist surface of her punani. She moaned as I did that. I sent a finger inside and started fingering her. She closed her eyes tightly and held my shoulder tight. She was still standing beside me all this while. My one hand was on my computer and the other hand was under her skirt.
“Daddy, you have made me wet.” She spoke. She had started calling me daddy.
“I noticed; you want some?” I asked.
“We are in your office, and this is working hours.”
“Yes, such is the pity. We should reschedule, ok?”
“Alright, I will invite you to my house.” She spoke.
“You live alone?”
“Yes”
“Sure?”
“Yes”
“Alright. On Sunday, I will come and see you.” I assured her.
That was how Rosa and I started effectively dating. But I still avoided having s*x with her. I knew once I had s*x with her, I would not be able to shake her off when I wanted to. I was still trying to be cautions. She on the other hand was all over me. She was visiting me almost every day, both in my house and in my office. She brought me food to the office almost everyday but I avoided eating the food. Each time she brought food, I would wait until she was gone. Then, I would give the food to my colleagues, and they would gladly eat it.
Rosa was an almost perfect woman. She had the right bodily endowments and also a good heart. She was very kind and respectful. She was so humble that it scared me. I was afraid that should I reciprocate her love, I would one day end up hurting her and I didn’t want that. It was dangerous to toy with a woman’s feelings. It could have disastrous consequences. I once read a story titled DESPERATE FOR LOVE, written by Tim Philips. In that story, a boy called John ended up dying because he broke the heart of a lady called Florence who loved her too much. That was the kind of love I was seeing, coming from Rosa and I was scared.
One Sunday evening, I was bored. So, I called Rosa to ask her how she was doing. She told me she just got back from church, and she was trying to cook. I asked her to give me the directions to her house. After she had done so, I got an okada and arrived there in thirty minutes. She was very pleased to see me. She stopped her cooking just to attend to me.
She also lived in a single room in a low budget area. However, that never dampened her spirits. She was always in high spirits and was very proud of the fact that I had visited her home.
“Daddy, what should I get for you.” She asked.
“Nothing. I am good.”
“Sure?”
“Sure”
“Chaiii Daddy, you have finally visited me. I am so happy. I never thought you would make it. I thought you were joking when you said you were coming.”
“I don’t joke like that. I realized that it was important to know where you live, that is why I decided to come.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“You are welcome.”
She was cooking fufu and eru. She had finished making the fufu. So, she suspended her cooking because I told her I was not going to be long. She wanted to give me all her attention. I was seating in an armchair which was directly opposite a very big mirror in her room. She locked the door, turned on the light, removed the loin she was having around her chest and came towards me. Finally, I was able to satisfy my greatest fantasy; seeing how her buttocks looked like when she was wearing nothing. She was really wonderfully made. Her body could drive any man crazy.
I quickly undid my zipper, opened my wallet and put on a single condom that I had brought with me. Still seating in the chair, she walked towards me and sat on my laps, facing me, her both legs spread on either side of my body. As she did this, my LGA slipped into her punani. She started doing the randy rhythm and I lack words to express the pleasure. Rosa was good in everything and love making wasn’t left out. What made the s*x much better was the fact that I could watch the action on the large mirror, though she didn’t know because she was facing the opposite direction.
From the reflection in the mirror, I was able to get a good view of her round, broad and well-shaped buttocks. In a seating position her buttocks seemed to have doubled in size. I was also able to watch my LGA go in and out of her punani and it gave me an extra pleasure. This was one nice woman, I thought to myself. I didn’t want it to end so soon. So, I asked her to change the position so that I will have some time to delay ejaculation.
“You want us to go to the bed?” She asked.
“No, just turn around.” I replied.
Gently, she got off from me and turned around. She sat on me again and let my LGA slip in. But this time, she was facing the mirror instead. That was when she realized that I had been watching the whole thing on the mirror.
“Bad boy.” She said in mock reproach. “So, you have been watching the whole thing.”
“Yes” I laughed. “Now, it’s your time to watch. Enjoy yourself. I will be watching your behind.”
She continued with the tactile movement; this time faster than before, only pausing to adjust herself before continuing. Soon, she started hitting harder and faster than normal. I realized she was going to release. So, I shifted gears too and we came at the same time. After that, we stayed in the same position for a while before she detached and started cleaning up.
I had just made love to Rosa. Now, there was no turning back. It was risky for me. But there was nothing I could do now. It was too late. There was going to be trouble when Sandy my girlfriend comes into town. What was I going to do. I had only hinted about Sandy to Rosa. Just a hint, but it would be different if she finally comes to town.
Rosa walked me to the road where I got an okada and headed home. I promised that I would see her the following day in my house after I had closed form work. She was very happy to come. As I was on the bike, going home, my phone rang, and it was Sandy. I picked.
“Hello babe”
“Hello Obim. Just want to let you know that I will be coming tomorrow. There is something I have to do at the inspectorate.” I paused for a while before answering.
“Ok, just let me know when you arrive.” I spoke.
My worst fears were already materializing. Sandy was coming to town the next day and would of course be living in my house. That same day, I had asked Rosa to me and see me in my house. Trouble was brewing. I had to look for a means to stop one of them or there would be fireworks.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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