I screamed as I climaxed, twerking my ass on Liam’s dick and removing my pussy from his dick quickly… I got up, he dragged Mariam and turned her around… fucking her in a doggy position, her big boobs flapping against each other as she moaned.. Her face; a register of pain and pleasure….. Watching them fuck turned me on; it was a beautiful sight to behold… I was rubbing on my clit, I stopped and move closer to Mariam, I kissed her while my hands rubbed on her nipples… She moaned… “harder, harder, fuck me harder”…. ohh so you can be a nasty bitch huh, Liam has really spoilt this one ; I thought.
Ten minutes, they were back to missionary, kissing as they fucked, Liam’s lean frame enveloped by her legs as he pounded her… the thrust, gosh watching his ass as he thrust in and out of her turned me on… “don’t stop,”- I muttered, rubbing on my clit… Liam stretched his hand out to help, rubbing my clit as he fucked her … “gossshhhhh, HEAVEN” I was turned on again, all I wanted was my boobs sucked while he rubbed on my clit so I could cum again… “ahhhhh, fuck, aahhhh, fuckk yeaaa”- I heard him grunting as he hit orgasm… I climbed on top of Mariam the moment he got up, stuffing my boobs in her mouth, rubbing my clit on her stomach… I could hear Liam still grunting in the near distance, holding his dick as he took off the condom. He went into the bathroom and came out a couple of minutes later.
I was grinding away on Mariam’s body, selfish for another bout of orgasm…
“come here, come grind on my dick, let me make you cum” – Liam said … I jumped up quickly and we went to the living room
He sat on a chair and I sat astride him, my nipple in his mouth, my tongue flicking my thoughts away… I held his head, mine thrown back, enjoying the mirth his tongue gave…. “ohh daddy, ohh fuckk, daddy… ohhh daddy please”- I said amidst moans of him not to stop… My pussy lips and clit grinding on his semi hard dick, his tongue encircling my nipple, his mouth clasping my areola. I was dry humping him wetly… my pussy dripping pussy juice ontop of his dick.. kiss me … kiss me … I said … he held my boobs and moved his lips to mine, quenching the hunger I felt… I put my boobs in his mouth again and continued grinding on his dick… feeling the urge to cum, I wrapped my hands around his head, nearly suffocating him with my boobs as I reached my zenith.
This was one of three times we were all together…
“GET OUT OF YOUR HOME NOW” – The text read, it was from Mariam, I tried calling, no response… I called Liam, he didn’t pick up.. I grabbed my phone and car keys,I didn’t know what to do… “open the gate mohammed”- I screamed… mohammed rushes out of his house… BANG BANG BANG – Someone was at the gate, mohammed opens it, a beehive of uniformed police men enter my house. “thats her”- a man said … “wait, I remember you”…. where do I know him from? I never forget a face, I know this face” – I thought to myself… “you are under arrest” – one of the policeman said …”for what”- I responded, standing my ground
Another cocks his gun and speaks “move, before I shoot you here” – he was motioning with his gun… I was afraid, but I’m a Nigerian to my bone, the police feeds off your fear… “you cannot come into my home and arrest me, tell me what I am been arrested for and how am I sure you are real police men”— SLAP, It came from nowhere… I was dazed… It was a different one behind me… mohammed runs towards us then “haba na oga, wetin she do you na, why you go slap her na”…. they slap him, kicking him till he is on the floor.
I unlock my phone with my fingerprint, type 1, press dial…. it connected… my phone still in my hand, car keys in my handbag. “why are you guys beating him, you came here , said I’m under arrest, what for, you won’t say… at least tell me what station we are going to” – I said, speaking to no one in particular… I just needed my lawyer on the end of the phone to know what was going on… I have always had him on speed dial.. 2 was my brother, 3 was my mum.
My talking made them change their attention to me…”you no wan move abi”.. I raised my hands up, signifying that it was ok and walked with him to their car outside. They made me sit in the middle while we drove…. the lawyer was still on, he was smart and didn’t end the call. “am I been arrested for fraud, why did you guys bring me to milverton” – I asked, no one answered… We got down from the car and walked to the counter. The policeman at the desk brings out a paper and says I should write a statement … I didn’t argue, it was pointless
I WAS AT HOME, PREPARING TO GO TO CHURCH WHEN THE POLICEMAN CAME TO MY HOUSE, I WAS SLAPPED AND MY GATEMAN BEATEN TO A PULP, I WAS NOT TOLD WHAT I WAS ARRESTED FOR .
I write my name and appended a fake signature, the fucking police was not my friend. The policeman read it and said “madam e be like say you no know where you dey, you think say we dey laugh with you” “Drop your bag” I put my phone inside my bag and handed it over to him He collected my items and put me in a cell. It smelled horrible, like stale urine mixed with body sweat … I almost puked, my body cringed… I felt like crying but I knew this was not the place to be weak… they would devour me like wolves on a deer… I missed my home, wondering what crime I had committed to get me put here.. “what had Mariam said? What has Liam done to her? If she was mad at Liam and planned to arrest him, why involve me? “ – this questions roamed through my head… I was there for three hours which felt like three month before a police woman came to get me. She opened the cell and asked me to come with her. We walked to an office which smelled too horrible to be an office, we passed my lawyer on the way and he followed us . when we got to the office, the lady refused him entrance, claiming they just wanted to talk to me.
I sit down on a chair in front of a man that was unsmiling, he wasn’t wearing a uniform . “do you know Mrs Mariam Adesola”- he asked … “yes” – I said, after repeating her name twice to show that it’s not at the forefront of my memory. … “how do you know her” – he asked .. “She is the finance head of one of the companies that bank with us” – I responded… “do you know Mr William Ogaga” – he asked… “yes I do, he was my former neighbour and also a customer of my bank” – I responded.. “so you connected mr William to defraud Mrs Adesola”- he said, it was more of a statement than a question. “I don’t understand, do they know each other, I don’t have a personal relationship with Mrs Adesola to connect her with anybody, I have only met her in a working capacity, is this why I have been arrested?”- I asked … “madam, I would advise you not to lie to me, we have William in our custody and he agreed that you are the one that introduced him to Mrs Adesola. Her husband has alerted us as to the ten million naira he took from her ”- he said, half smiling
Wait, is this nigga trying to bad cop me, I got it now… Mrs Adesola didn’t arrest us, her husband did… her cover was blown, she was trying to protect me. “if William defrauded Mrs Mariam, why am I been questioned, I did not connect the both of them together, bring him here to say it in my presence that I connected the both of them… he must be very mad… this is the first time I am hearing that they know each other” – I said… my eyes straight, my breathing balanced… they knew I was no small fry… you can’t play me “get me, Mr William” – the man said to a policeman seated next to him and turned to me to speak “if William says you connected them, you are in deep trouble” … I thought he just said, William already told them, this policeman was bad at his job… I adjusted my body, sweat forming at my back; I pretended to cough, just so I could clear the anxiety brewing my chest… Liam walks in, they had beaten him black and blue as if he stole, the money was in his account, I suppose and the woman’s husband was claiming fraud … my heart sank… I was sorry for him…
“William, do you know her” – the sergeant asked … Liam shook his head; Yes, his swollen mouth prevented him from speaking. “Is she the one that connected you to Mrs Mariam”- sergeant asked again
Liam spoke amidst pains… “oga I have told you, we met at the cinema. Ada is my former neighbour”
A wave of relief flowed through my body, they have nothing on me, one of the police men slapped Liam’s head, he coughed… I almost cried… “hold it in baby girl, hold it in, you are in a den, the wolves are snarling”- I said to myself “take them away”- he said and the police woman dragged me up and walked me out of the door… “Joshua, I am been accused of fraud, my former neighbour collected money from one woman and they are both customers of the bank… the police is saying I linked them up. My neighbour just told them I didn’t . do what you must” – I yelled to my lawyer as I was been dragged back to my cell.
I was made to sleep in that cell, mosquitoes that had graduated from Harvard and were professionals at sucking you till your blood runs dry finished me, I couldn’t sleep. My lawyer had given another lady money to buy and give me water, soda and some snacks… they wouldn’t let him gain access to me and none of the police officers agreed to see him. I couldn’t eat, I drank the soda slowly, afraid to sit down… after a while, my legs were tired, so I removed my slippers and sat on it and I cried, my hands across my mouth as I let out silent screams … then it came to me, the man who pointed me out was the man we bumped into at the bluster bar on the day we went to the cinema. oh Dear God! “help me dear God” – I prayed in my heart… shortly afterwards I fell asleep. It was past 1am, I checked my watch, someone was opening the cell… I opened my eyes slowly, afraid “oga abeg no push me” – some girl said before two of them were pushed inside my cell. They paid no attention to me as they started laughing amongst themselves, my best bet were they were prostitutes. “aunty abeg give me small of your water, I dey thirsty”- one of the girls said, her hand already on the water before I could respond, they shared it amongst themselves, asthey sat on the floor. “no mind that idiot, he wan fuck for free, by 5, I go tell this one make he go call am come so I go give am small toto, maybe you go follow that him partner, them go release us” – the girl who took my water said to the other girl, they were planning to use sex as bail. “aunty, you na fine girl.. na that nonsense dpo wey get small prick go want you” – she turned to me and said…. I just bent my head down resting it on my raised knees. … they laughed at me… 7am…Joshua was here, fully clad in a nice suit, he came with his boss and two other lawyers, I could hear them shouting at the counter and demanding to see the arresting officer. After about 2hours, I was brought out of the cell, my bag handed over to me, they had taken the twenty thousand naira inside it… just my phone, some makeup and my car keys. When I walked out of the police station , I cried… it was more of joy and an equal amount of sadness…
sadness for myself and for Liam… Joshua hugged me “Ada its ok, stop crying, it was a pure case of vendetta, your neighbour was sleeping with someone else’s wife and the husband got information that you are the link. I walked to the car with them and explained everything, I omitted the part about the multiple threesomes and also the fact that I linked them. I told Joshua I was aware they were dating but it was consensual and that Liam would never defraud her. I painted a picture of an unsatisfied wife who decided to find love in the arms of a younger lover.
I enlisted his firm to help me get Liam out, I couldn’t leave him there, it was the most I could do considering the sacrifice he did so the police could let me go.
It took them over a week before they could get Liam released. The moment he got home, he went to the hospital, he was sick and had become a shadow of himself due to the ill treatment he had received… I couldn’t face him, considering I got him into this mess in the first place.
Two days before he left Lagos, he called me and thanked me for helping… we talked for a while, as I listened to him and all he went through, I cried and I apologised for everything. He and Mrs Adesola were planning to elope, she was scared of her husband and couldn’t mention divorce to him…. I didn’t know they had grown that close… it had only been about eight or nine months… the husband found out from a friend she had confided in and he had someone follow her (I suppose that would be bluster man), he had pictures of them at different outings they had gone on, even when they went to the embassy together. he bid his time, until he couldn’t bear it anymore and he beat her up forcing her to say things she wouldn’t ordinarily have said. Liam told me he was leaving Lagos, since he came out of jail, he had constantly been receiving death threats and he was scared for his life. We bade farewell as we hung up.
If there was anything I learnt from this ordeal it was never to trust anyone!
The end…