BESTIE’S REVENGE
CHAPTER 5
We abandoned our half-finished drinks and staggered out of the club. Faith and Ashley were drunk but I wasn’t. I had made sure I remained sober so that my brain would be clear and lucid when I carried out the task. As we walked out of the club, we brushed against the bodies of several half-n@ked girls and well-dressed young men. Some were dancing while others just stood by the walls in pairs, kissing and sm0oching. As we meandered our way out, by the corner of my eye, I was able to see at least two guys who had their hands up the skirts of their girlfriends. The club is not a place for the feeble minded.
I managed to get Faith and Ashley into the car. The latter sat in the back while Faith sat next to me. I turned on the ignition and the car came to life. As I drove out of the club premises, I noticed that Ashley had already fallen asleep. Faith, however, was not sleeping yet but she was seriously tipsy.
On a normal day, I would have taken Ashley to my home or to Faith’s home. But this was not a normal day. I had to avoid making any mistakes. So, I decided to drive Ashley to her own home. Her home was in a dangerous part of town, somewhere around Bomaka. That part of town was littered with criminals and hoodlums. Driving there at that time of the night in a car as expensive as mine was sure to draw unwanted attention. But I had no choice.
As we drove to Ashley’s house, I put one hand in between Faith’s laps, shifted her p@nties and put my f1nger inside her s0ft, warm and moist sexu@l 0rgan. She moaned in pleasure and moved her body like a break dancer. It was risky doing that while driving. I was being reckless. Just one mistake now and I would be in trouble. Lovers have died before doing that. I removed my wet fingers and decided to concentrate on driving. But I couldn’t. She was now the one making the moves.
She bent towards me and undid my zipper. My LGA came out hard and strong. She took it into her mouth and started s#cking it. The pleasure was immeasurable and made me stepped hard on the gas, thereby increasing the speed of the car. I realized it was risky and halted her.
“Stop, please stop.”
“You started it.” She said in her drunk, sleepy voice.
“I know but I am driving.”
“So…”
“So, please, just be patient. Soon we will be home, Ok?”
“I hate you.” She said and sat back on her seat, leaving my LGA standing out of my trousers, looking like another car gear.
I got to Ashley’s neighbourhood safe and sound. When I parked in front of her house, I got out of the car, opened the door and she alighted sleepily. I put one of her hands over my shoulders and walked her to the door. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. I searched her purse, brought out the keys and opened the door. I half carried her inside and laid her on her soft bed. I was about to leave when she managed to get up from the bed and stretched her both hands towards me.
“Ben, please. Don’t go. Stay with me.”
“I am not Ben, I am Veron. Please, go to sleep. You are drunk.”
“What is wrong with you, Ben? I thought I asked you to forgive me. Are you still angry with me?”
“My name is Veron. Ashley!!! Please, go to bed.”
“Please, come.” She said, her eyes were closed all this while.
“Goodnight.”
She tried to take a step or two, but she lost her balance and fell on the bed and slept off. I stood there for another moment, dangerous thoughts going through my mind. Her dress had shifted up to her laps and her white cotton pant was visible. I was lost for a moment then, I shook my head, came back to life and walked out of the house. I locked the door from outside and sent the key under the door, so that she would be able to open the door from inside when she woke up in the morning.
I came back to the car, got in, started the engine and sped to Faith’s house. Twenty minutes later, I parked in front of her house. She alighted from the car and started struggling to walk. I came behind and held her. Together we walked to her door. As she tried to open the door with her unsteady hand, the key fell on the floor. She bent down to pick it but I didn’t allow her stand again. My zipper was still open. I pulled out my LGA, raised her dress, shifted her underwear to one side and entered hard. She gasped when I did.
“What are you doing? Please, let’s go inside. Someone might see us.” She protested, halfheartedly.
“Let them see us. They should mind their own business.” I replied as I hammered away.
“Awww!!” She m0aned as she started complying.
“Don’t worry, babe. It’s almost 2:00 AM. I don’t think anyone will see us at this time. They are all asleep.”
“Ok, but let’s go inside all the same, I am catching cold.”
I finally conceded, opened the door and we staggered inside. We were staggering because I didn’t pull out even as we walked inside. I was still inside her. I locked the door behind me, and we both fell on the bed and continued. Beside her bed was a life size mirror. So, while we made love, I could also watch what we were doing. It added more taste to the pleasure.
We were done now. As soon as we finished, Faith fell asleep. She didn’t even have time to change her dress. I looked at her as she slept peacefully, her dress still raised, her p@nts around her laps and her round and shapely behind fully exposed. I had a wo0dy again, but I decided to push it off my mind. Pleasure was over. Now, it was time for business. I climbed on the bed beside her and waited to make sure she was really deeply asleep.
When I became sure that she was really asleep, I woke up and got her phone. I went straight to her gallery and searched all the folders. Faith was smart. She hadn’t kept any of the photos or videos of Mr. Agbor in her gallery. I was lost as to what to do. I thought I just hadn’t searched well. So, I got my phone and called Mr. Agbor. He seemed not to be sleeping because he picked immediately.
“Hello, Sir.”
“Veron?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“Sorry, I didn’t get your number.”
“It’s alright. I can’t seem to find anything related to you in her phone.”
“Where are you now?”
“In her house of course. She’s sleeping. Please, has she ever sent any of the videos or pictures to you?”
“Yes, why?”
“How did she name the files?”
“Just type ‘Prince’. That’s my other name.”
“Ok, Mr. Agbor. Thank you.”
“Bye, please be careful.”
I checked for every file with the file name “prince”, but there was none. I was sweating now. I needed to get this done and over with before it was morning. I was very tired and needed to catch some sleep myself. I was wondering where she had kept the pictures and videos I was looking for.
The truth is that Faith was a smart lady. None of the Agbor tapes were stored offline. They were all stored online on her Google drive. It was almost around 4:00 AM that I was able to figure that out. I had searched her phone and laptop to no avail. Then a thought came to me. Why don’t I check her Google drive, she could have hidden them there to avoid any unwanted access.
I tried to log in to her Google account and realized that Faith was actually smarter than I had thought. She was no ordinary blackmailer. She had taken all the necessary steps to prevent any unwanted intrusion into her private life. She had activated two factor authentication. When two factor authentication is activated on an account, depending on your settings, each time someone tried to log in to your account, an SMS would be sent to you from Google. This SMS came with a code. It is only after you have typed in the code that you could have access to the account.
So, when I tried to log in to her account, Google realized that someone was trying to intrude. So, they sent a message to her phone and asked her to confirm if she was the one logging in. Since I had her phone with me, I clicked on the message and accepted and, boom!! Her account opened in front of me.
I went straight to Google photos and checked. I saw many pictures of different people. They were all n***d or half-n***d. I saw her own n***d pictures too, all saved in her Google drive. I went to the search bar and typed “prince”. All the pictures and videos of Mr. Agbor opened. I was shocked at what I saw. The pictures were very explicit, and the videos were quite raunchy.
I selected all the pictures and videos and deleted them. I went to the trash and made sure I also deleted them from the trash. When I was satisfied that all the pictures and videos of concern had been deleted, I logged out of her account and replaced her laptop to where it had been kept. I got her phone and closed all recently used apps and then placed the phone on the nightstand. I took of my clothes, crawled up beside her and slept.
I woke up in the morning and sent a message with a single sentence to Mr. Agbor.
“It’s done.”
“Thank you.” He replied. See me in my office tomorrow for your money.
“Ok, but I don’t know your office or is the abandoned factory your office?”
“How can you say that?” He replied, attaching laughing emojis 😊. “One of my drivers will come and get you.”
Faith woke up around 10:00 AM and we made love again that morning. All through the love making, I was guilty. If only she knew that I had betrayed her. If only she knew that she was at that same moment sleeping with the devil. She would be terribly vexed with me. In fact, there was no knowing in what fiendish way she might decide to retaliate. She loved me, yes. But like thy say, there is a very thin line between love and hate. It is said that hell has no fury like a woman scorned.
She prepared breakfast for us, and we ate together. After we had eaten, I went back to sleep. I had had very little sleep last night and needed some catching up. When I woke up some three hours later, I was shocked that faith was at home. She hadn’t gone to work.
“For Pete’s sake, Faith, you should be at work.”
“I didn’t go. Wasn’t feeling too well.” She replied.
“Did you call your boss?”
“Nope.”
“Why?”
“Forget him. I can handle him, ok? Don’t sweat it. Leave everything in my hands.”
“Alright, if you say so.”
In her mind, she thought she still had control over her lover boss. She didn’t know that things had changed.
TO BE CONTINUED…
