It was exactly 6:15pm when I called him. He picked up on the first ring,like he had been waiting for my call. His voice was husky, not like the one I had heard in the morning.
“Hello” I heard him say immediately he answered the call.
“I’m surprised a man like you takes calls from random numbers. Or maybe you gave me the number you use for the general public”
He laughed. The kind of laughter that insinuated he knew who he was talking to.
“I’m glad you called. I didn’t hear from you all day so I assumed you were not interested. Thank you so much for calling me.”
Men, they would be on their best behaviour till they get what they want. Imagine someone’s husband grinning from ear to ear because of the idea of sleeping with someone other than his wife.
I shook my head.
“So is this number for the general public?” I asked, still trying to gain momentum.
I’m not actually the best when it comes to phone calls. All my power lies in text messages. I could express myself to the maximum capacity if I were to type. But this was a call that had to be made.
“Not at all. A business man has to take calls regardless of the number being saved in my phone or not. Also,I gave you my personal business card.”
“If you say so.”
“So,what’s your name? I didn’t get to find out as you were in a hurry.”
“Well,you didn’t ask.”
“You are right. Apologies for that please. What’s your name?”
I noticed his husky voice had cleared. He sounded so sweet,calm and very gentle. I liked that about him.
“Olaedo.”
“Well,nice to officially meet you Olaedo. My name is Oscar and I was wondering if I could take you to dinner tonight.”
I laughed, the gentle yet flirty kind of laughter that suggested I wasn’t expecting the question.
Just like earlier in the day,I didn’t overthink it.
“Sure. You can pick me up by 8. I will text you my address and I will let you know where we’ll have dinner when you get here.”
“Ok. I can’t wait to see you .”
I hung up and watched as Telma beamed with smiles all over. She had just come back and had been standing by the door as I made the call.
“I’m guessing it’s your new catch.” She said as she dropped her bag and began to undress,still grinning from ear to ear;eagerly waiting for an answer.
“Biko help me decide on what to wear jare. You too like aproko.”
I hadn’t come with much clothes as I wasn’t expecting to meet someone that would take me to dinner during my stay.
Telma started to walk towards her closet and | followed behind as she gisted me about the day's activity; how Doctor Emma in the children's ward would not let her be,how nurse Titi and Theresa keep spreading gossip about the other nurses and how the woman that gave birth the previous night has been in tears because her husband had not yet arrived the country yet.
I wasn't interested but I had to listen. It was the little price I had to pay for being treated like I was in my own home.Telma liked the sound of her voice and listening to her was one of her love languages. Heck,a guy could even get into her pants by giving her attention. She was in every ramification a beautiful girl and she knew it. Coupled with her warm and happy personality, my friend was a full spec.
She went on and on and I listened,or at least pretended to.
We finally decided on a black,monostrap midi length body con dress. It was the right amount of classy and sexy. I tried it on and we both knew it was the perfect dress.
Oscar arrived at exactly 8:54pm at Telma’s two bedroom apartment in Maitama. His calvary had reduced to one SUV this time around and he had ditched the Range Rover for another car. It was a Rolls Royce, as I would get to know from the car logo.
He got down from the car and opened the door for me himself. I was surprised but I liked it.
“A” for effort.
“You look so beautiful.” He beamed as he took in my full frame. “You’re a very beautiful girl”
The car started to move and I couldn’t help but blush at the compliment.
I thanked him.
He wasn’t lying. He was awestruck and it was all over his face.
At 5”9 with flawless caramel skin,full lips, sparkling eyes,and a body molded by the gods, I truly embodied an epitome of beauty.
I had paired the dress with a black Jimmy Choo four inch sandals,Gucci purse and statement piece earrings. All courtesy of Telma.
My natural hair was styled in a sleek ponytail and very soft makeup with lipgloss to show off my plump lips.
It wasn’t long before we got to the Chinese restaurant Telma had suggested. It was serene and private;just as she had described. I didn’t have to worry about being seen with a man old enough to be a father to my twenty five year old self.
Oscar looked good. I could see his full 6”2 frame as we settled into our seats. He had swapped his Versace shirt for a white Dolce and Gabbana T shirt which he paired with grey pants. He was a stylish man and it was evident with the sneakers that put the whole look together.
He smelled even better than he had in the morning.
“I love your watch. Cartier?” I asked as the waiter approached us with the menu.
“Thank you. Yes,how do you know?”
“I know my watches. I hope to get one for myself soon.”
“I like that. I wouldn’t mind being the one to get it for you.” He wasn’t joking. I could tell from the way he smiled suggestively as he said it.
I gave a slight chuckle as we placed our order.
“While we wait for our food Mr Oscar, please tell me why a married man is happy to have me in his company when he should be home with his family.”
I knew he wasn’t expecting the question, but his laughter showed he was up for the challenge.
He told me his family lived in the states and he would frequently visit them as often as work permitted him. He’d been married for twenty years with two eighteen year old sons,twins and they were in college.
His wife had just gone back after spending a month with him in Abuja so he was free to have dinner with a “beautiful angel in human form”.
He was a bold cheat.
The food arrived and we got to it. We were both hungry and the food was quite delicious. We ordered for dessert and I could barely maintain a flat stomach by the time we were done.
We talked about everything,from his work to politics and my life,at least the little I was willing to share with a man I had no future with.
My mum was late and it was just me and my younger brother. I didn’t say anything about my dad. I have never been one to share too much about family and he was understanding of that.
I won’t lie, it was a beautiful dinner full of laughter,interesting conversation and good food.
We left the restaurant by 11:30pm and headed back to Telma’s house.
“I don’t want you to feel disrespected but I would really love to kiss you.”
I turned to look at him. He was staring at me with lustful eyes,like he could have me there and then in the car.
Maybe it was the wine we took but I leaned in and kissed him. Something about Telma always telling me to be adventurous kept ringing in my ears. He gently held my face as he pulled me closer to him, his lips doing a sensual dance with mine as we kissed. It wasn’t what I had expected. It was so steamy it aroused me.
I allowed him as his hands went up my dress, his fingers traveling all the way to the liquid warmth that had started to muster down there.
I let out a soft gasp as I felt two of his fingers slide in,the gentle thrust went back and forth as pleasure enveloped my body. His lips travelled down to my neck,my ears and back to my lips again; his fingers still maintaining a perfect rhythm.
I felt the liquid gush out from my body as the squirt filled the seat. He didn’t stop,he didn’t care.
I watched as he licked the juice off his fingers and then off my thighs,letting out soft moans as he relished every part of me. He didn’t care if his driver and the security in the passenger seat watched, and even though they didn't look back; they definitely knew what was going on.
“You taste so good. Very neat.”
We pulled over to Telma’s almost immediately before I had the chance to say anything and I watched as he got down to open the door for me again.
“I had an amazing time Ola and I hope we get to do this again soon.”
He gave me a forehead kiss, got back into the car and waited for me to get in safely before they drove off.
I stood at the entrance of the house,lost in thought, highly aroused as I thought to myself:
What the hell just happened?
First person narrative always does the job for me, jeez see me seeing myself as Ola 😂😂 okay Oscar come get me. Imagery like I said before 10/10
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