TOLANI
Episode 5
Getting into the bathroom, I spread my legs wide and Chimaobi switched on the shower tap.
I was literally shouting so loud, softly dabbing my between with a bit of mild soap. I did this, crying.
Chimaobi became confused.
“Should I call Onyi?” He asked.
“Don’t you even dare!” I cried.
A few minutes later, I stood up, walking out of the bathroom, crying more and walking like an old woman.
“Babe, I’m so sorry.” He lifted me up with both hands and my arms wrapped round his neck.
He laid me on the bed and had my legs spread wide as he began to fan it with a light book he picked from his desk.
“Babe, I’m having an irritation already.” I cried.
“Should we go to the hospital?” He asked, concerned.
“You and who is doing that?” I asked him, eyeing him.
He began to stroke my legs.
“I’m sorry.” He continued pleading, and my phone rang.
He stood up and brought my phone, it was my dad.
“Tolani, where have you kept your phone? Don’t give me heart attack o. Where are you?” Came my dad’s voice.
“Daddy, Good evening sir.” I greeted him, bending my shoulders in respect, even though he wasn’t present with me. As a Yoruba girl, I was trained to kneel to greet my elders.
“I’m in my room, Dad.” I continued.
“So, why weren’t you picking your calls?”
“I… Was praying.” I stuttered and Chimaobi chuckled.
“Waka!” I made the sign, and he pulled my legs and slapped me. I couldn’t do anything because I was on a call with my dad.
“Do you still have some money with you? What do you need?” He asked.
“Yes, Dad. I still have some money. I do not need anything.”
“Hope you feed well?”
“Daddy, I’m fine. I just need some money to change my wardrobe. Not a necessity, thou.”
“Eeeh! Maami would pay in some money into your account tomorrow. I will give her some money to send to you. Tolani, emabinu, no follow boys oo. I …” He continued to instruct me. I became exhausted.
“Ah! Daddy, I’ve heard you.” I said as we rounded the call.
Chimaobi had gone downstairs to make tea for me. He came into the room and placed the tray on the bed.
“Akwanwa, ngwanu, come and take.”
“I don’t want to.” I shook around like a toddler.
“Please oh?” He said.
Afterwards, he went downstairs while I was on a call with Ruth, I had to gist her about what had happened.
She laughed so hard.
After my calls, I had just worn Chimaobi’s boxers, which held my buttocks so tightly like Okpa inside a leather. I wore his ash singlet, tying it edges underneath my chest.
It displayed my tiny waist, broad hips and full chest. I could easily pass as a model, not for my height. I was average, dark skinned. A black beauty to be hold. I was very beautiful. In reason, men rushed me.
Chimaobi couldn’t take off his eyes on me the very day he saw me at the postutme unit. He had come to school to meet a lecturer friend. He followed me around until he got my contact.
I walked downstairs after my call with Ruth and found Chimaobi and Onyi gisting and watching the TV.
Onyi had worn a short pink dress and sat down on the couch with her legs wide open.
“Has she no shame to sit like that before her brother?” I asked myself, as I sat next to Chimaobi.
“Hey, Onyi” I greeted her, but she ignored me.
Chimaobi held my left hand and smooched it just to make me feel comfortable.
Silence embraced the sitting room.
I stood up, went to the kitchen, opened the fridge and brought out some apples, placed them on the tray and came into the sitting-room.
Returning to the sitting room, she was busy talking to Chimaobi and laughing hard. I knew she was doing that to make me feel jealous and uncomfortable.
“Not me, Tolani. Trust me, I was ready to pepper her instead. He is mine.” I resonated, placing the tray on the table.
“Here, everyone. Some apples!” Picking an apple as, I came and sat on Chimaobi’s legs.
Chimaobi couldn’t understand what was on with the ladies. He was busy with his movie.
He innocently wrapped his arms around my waist and continued watching the TV.
I surreptitiously looked around and caught her looking at me.
I took a bite from the apple and fed Chimaobi with the apple in my mouth.
Our lips locked as he took some bite.
As if that wasn’t enough, I began to lick his ears.
“ Bae stop.” He said, concentrating on the movie, but I continued.
He got angry and began to tickle me. I began to laugh so much louder than the normal just to pepper her.
She got angry and left the sitting-room.
I laughed out louder again.
Chimaobi still couldn’t grab what was happening.
We were in the sitting-room, watching the TV, when I dozed off.
I slowly opened my eyes in the morning, I found myself on the bed, lying on my man’s chest. The light of the brand-new day was obstructed from the room as the curtains were still closed. It was Friday, and it was a good feeling knowing I do not have to get up for school and waking up beside Chimaobi. That was my first time of sleeping in his house. I felt like a married woman.
I stretched and yawned, and reached for my phone to look at the time, it was 5:46am.
I turned to my side and watched my Chimaobi, still deeply asleep. He doesn’t snore. One of the many things I love about him. He was lying on his back, without any shirt, only his shorts.
I looked at him again and kissed his cheeks, stroking his head and pressing my nose to his nose, breathing in and out of him.
He slowly opened his eyes,
“bae” he whispered with sleepy eyes, wrapping his arms around me, while I rubbed his head, rubbed his nose and face, admiring him.
“Good morning, Obi m. How was your night rest?” I asked.
“It was sweetest with you on my side.” He whispered and continued.
“It’s like I will go and do a small thing on your head, o.” He said, softly, and I chuckled.
“No, I’m serious. Mom has been disturbing me, you know. Being the first son. She called yesterday while you slept. She was crying.” We spoke quietly, whispering to ourselves.
We cuddled ourselves, looking into each other’s eyes, lustfully.
“Why?” I asked, surprised.
“That she needs me to get married before she dies.”
“Mothers sef! I thought she has stopped this?”
“Owuya, I couldn’t sleep last night. I was just thinking. I have my fears. Bae, I do not know if you are ready to go into marriage now, you just clocked 22 and still in school. Your parents would not give their last child and only daughter out in marriage like that. None of your siblings are married. If you were my daughter, I won’t accept either.” He said, sadly, scratching his head.
“Common babe, this shouldn’t bother you at all., okay? My mom has always wanted me to get married early. So, you don’t have to worry about my parents. I only wish I am done with school. That’s it, but that’s not an issue too, okay?” I encouraged him.
He nodded his head and made me rest my back against the bed as he placed his head on my chest. I loved it when he behaved like a child.
I began to rub his head, patting him.
“Everything will be fine, bae.”
“I don’t want to lose you.” He whispered.
“We are not losing each other. Let’s be positive.” I encouraged him, again, slipping my hands into his shorts.
“ Do you care for a morning breakfast?” I asked him.
“Naughty girl, you no de tire? Please, heal first. I no want make Chief Segun Areola put me for prison. You still have some irritation, right?” He said, referring to my Dad.
.” The way you fear my Dad eee.” I laughed as I used my right hand to moisten and his thighs, picking the hairs between his legs.
He stirred at me lustfully and then, grabbed my neck to kiss me.
Questions
Who is crushing on Chimaobi, ladies?😁😁😁😄
Answer in the comment box.
©️ Esther Charles (the Storytelling Diva)
