“I Hate You, I Hate You, i hate everything you stand for” – someone outside was screaming. I stopped the carrot chopping I was doing to listen properly.
“You foolish man”… “shout some more so the neighbours hear you, you are not loud enough”… “I hate you, I hate you, I HATEEE YOU”
I washed my hands in the the sink and walked to the window where the noise was coming from. It was my neighbours, there were clothes sprawled on the floor, the man had no shirt on and the woman was by the corner, child in hand, crying as she pointed to the man
“God will punish you” was all she kept saying…
The man sat on the pavement in front of the house, dejected, seething with anger, his hand over his head.
I was stuck, wondering whether to go over, i was friends with their 6year old daughter & 4 year old son and they would stay in my place most Saturdays, I knew the sponge Bob squarepant theme song by heart.
“Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Spongebob Squarepants
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he
Spongebob Squarepants….”
And it was their favourite cartoon, overall, i was better company to watch cartoons with, i made good chocolate drink, i always gave biscuits without any limits and a frizz drink to go with it.
The mother would always say “Ada, only 2 biscuits today and no soda”, her eyebrows raised to indicate seriousness, “I’ve heard, I’ve heard” and then I’ll close the door to giggles from the children. “Aunty Ada, don’t mind mummy, she always say 2 biscuits is OK for a day but she used to eat 10” to which we’d all laugh and exchange high fives like 3 musketeers and then sit down to devour biscuits and hot choco, dipping our biscuits in the hot choco, our legs spread open on the floor, as we watched every cartoon we could find… Right now, i know all the Disney princesses by heart and what happened in most if not all of the spongebob episodes.
And so my dilemma stood, i wondered, was it fair to her pride to interfere, some people might start avoiding you if you’ve seen them in a bad state and i didn’t want that, her kids were my best friends but if I don’t interfere, doesn’t that mean I’m a bad friend….
And so I took off the apron, washed my hands again, grabbed my phone and walked to their house. All the way there, my mind kept telling my legs to turn back but I couldn’t, I needed to be there if not for anything but for friendship sake.
I got there, knocked on the gate but it was slightly ajar so I walked in. “Hellooooo” – I said, announcing my presence. “Silence” I walked towards the lady while I greeted the husband. “Good Afternoon Sir”, He responded with a wave of the hand and walked inside the house “Let’s go to my place” – I said to her, holding her hand, my eyes imploring her to come with me. I bent down and carried her daughter while she held her son’s hand and walked out of the house with me. ******************* “here” – I passed her a glass of whiskey as I sipped from my cup in silence, watching her hold back the tears. “It’s okay” – I said, to no one in particular, it wasn’t in response to anything, I just wanted her to know it was okay.
I excused myself to check on the kids who were now fully engrossed in the cartoon they were watching and most of all because I wanted her to feel free to shed whatever tears she was holding in.
I waited a few minutes before walking back into my room. “how are you feeling” – I asked “I’m OK” – she replied with a soft stutter. “I don’t need to know what happened, but you and the kids can stay here tonight if you want, I will go and let Oga know I’m keeping you guys for today, but if you want to talk, I’m here” – I said, looking at her.
She seemed small, pain does that to you, shrinks the sweetness and robustness out of you.
She was silent, just shaking her head to acknowledge what i had just said. I left her and went back to her house to talk to the husband, he seemed relieved they were with me and thanked me for my interference in the matter. “Ada help me beg her, its not what she thinks, I have talked to the girl but she’s saying she won’t remove it” – He said, obviously thinking his wife had told me what the problem was.
I shook my head, playing along… “don’t worry, I’ll talk to her…. I said.
On my way back to my place, I kept thinking why do men who decide to stray do not also make the decision to use protection and worse still what kind of demon of a girl would decide to keep a baby for a married man?? Is that how low your self esteem is?
I decided I wasn’t going to bring it up except she does.
When I got home, the kids were asleep and akua had placed them on my bed. I quickly packed the carrots and the other vegetables I was previously dicing into the fridge.
I walked over to my small stash, i always had a pack of cigarettes for days like today… My friends called me the 1 pack per year girl.
We went to the balcony facing away from their house and we lit a stick, both sharing, puffing and passing like 2 bad girls in a confraternity. “you know I have never cheated on this fool, not once! I was a really bad girl when he met me but I gave all that up for him since we were married, since I started dating him from Ghana till he brought me to Nigeria, I have never cheated on him” – she spoke rapidly, her voice quivering, the pain seeping through her pores. She was broken and betrayed… I listened because that was all I could do… “and now he goes and impregnate another girl, my mother warned me, my mother is Nigerian, she warned me about him but I was too in love” – she said and for the first time since I’ve known her, her ghanaian accent was very pronounced. “I just don’t know what to do” – She ended, passing me the cigarette and lighting another. I walked in and brought the bottle of whiskey outside, there was no need for cups, misery loves company.
We drank from the bottle, chugging because we both knew that this pain wasn’t going away, it would only disappear as long as we keep drinking. “I was married once” – I said and continued “He died…. He was the love of my life but he didn’t love me well enough to live for me” – i caught the disbelief in her eyes. No one would guess I ever experienced such pain, I had the biggest smile at all times. “I’m so sorry Ada, I didn’t know” – She said, immediately seeing that whatever she was going through could never compare to loosing the person you love.
I brushed it aside and said “Akua, only you know if you can bear this pain, only you truly knows where it hurts, if you decide to leave, nobody will fault you, everyone has a different threshold for pain, but if there is anything I’m sure of, it is that, this is a test of the love you share with your husband. He loves you that much I know, everyone on this God damn road knows it. Search your heart and be strong because tough times are coming. If you decide to stand by him, please understand that you now have 3 children no longer 2 and that you have to inconvenience yourself and your kids just so he can take care of the other child. It will hurt, you will cry, your marriage might never feel the same again, you might even blame yourself, but always remember, IT WAS NOT YOUR CALL! He fucked up, he will bear the consequences of his actions, this has absolutely nothing to do with you, you didn’t take his penis and place it inside the other girl” – when I was done, you could hear a pin drop, the puffs from our cigarette joining the blue sky above us. “I just want to hurt him, I want to hurt him back” – She said after a while. “Revenge is not sweet my darling, it’s draining, whoever coined that statement Sweet Revenge Lied, i know this for a fact” – I said.
She looked away, then grabbed the bottle of whiskey and gulped a huge amount of it. “Now that’s enough” – I said, collecting the bottle from her. “Let’s go inside” – I continued and led the way. “Here, you should go shower, you can wear this when you are done” – I said to Akua, passing her a nightgown and a towel.
I waited in the living room for her to finish before going in to have my bath… The night seemed slow… Or maybe I was just too high
I was drycleaned, kids snoring soundly Akua laid on the floor, a glass of juice in her hand attempting to clear her head of the alcohol.
I laid next to her on the floor rug, the TV playing some old music video…. Silence, gulp… Silence…. Silence…. Another gulp.
The TV volume was turned down completely but we watched still, hearing nothing, reveling the peaceful ambiance, my head doing the most to purge the effect of the alcohol…Akua had gotten up to get the bottle of whiskey again… Silence…. Gulp… Silence…. Gulp… Sip…. “I really think you should stop drinking” – I said.
She turned away from me, obviously not wanting any advice.
I kept to myself, waiting for sleep to come to me… It seemed like a long lonely night for both of us. We felt alone even though we were together…. And soon, I started to drift away… I must have fallen asleep no more than six minutes when I heard her ask… “Have you ever been with a girl before”
I turned to face her – “why do you ask?” “no reason, I just want to know” – she responded.
I heaved, took a pause and said “you should sleep, you really should sleep.”
“no really, you should tell me” – she said. “No I dont need to tell you anything Akua, you are hurt, high and most probably horny, what you need is sleep not making inquiries as to my sexual preference” – I said, my back turned to her
***************************************** I was asleep, the TV was off, I am sure because when i opened my eyes, the room was dark and I don’t sleep in the dark.
Boobies pressed against my face, the silk nightgown rubbing across my thighs. “What are you doing” – I asked. “I’m so high, I can’t sleep, I just need to cum so I can sleep, just help me please, pleaseee”
She talked like she had been crying, I was shocked (ok not exactly shocked but surprised and most importantly wary). I was wary of the fact that we were friends, she is a married woman, her husband trusted me enough to let her sleep here. That was the day, I understood why my ex used to say I couldn’t be trusted around men or women. “Akua you need to stop this, I can’t, I just can’t” – I said, afraid of pushing her completely over the edge with my refusal. She bent down and kissed me and dear gawd, she had the softest lips in the whole world, it melted every inhibition I had, I found myself grabbing her head and kissing her hungrily… My ass running through her ass, clawing her dark skin….
“breathe slowly” – I said to myself. “you might pass out”
Akua kept kissing, rubbing the palm of her hand against my nipples,drenching my lips in wetness. We were both struggling to keep our demons in, to not let our wild cats out of its cage.
Just then, her son called out in the dark “Mummy, mummy I want to wee wee”
Just then, her son called out in the dark “Mummy, mummy I want to wee wee”
We stopped and she quickly got off me, hoping her son didn’t see anything. I sank into the floor, my hands placed over my head wondering what the fuck I got myself into. This was not the plan, I should have just stayed here chopping my vegetables instead of going over to settle their quarrel, like what the hell is it about me that makes people feel I’d be open to fucking them? This woman knows nothing about me, yet somehow here we are kissing. I was already drilling a hole through the back of my neck, when I felt her on top of me. “hold on hold on, wait…. Akua wait first” – I said. “why” – she asked and continued “he’s already asleep” ” it’s not about your boy, I… I… I just feel that this is not a good idea” – I said, looking directly in her eyes “Ohh stop, we are both adults” – she said, the ghanaian accent seeping through. “or you don’t find me attractive?” – she asked and in that moment, I could see that she was seeking validation, she wanted to feel like she was in control, I was the forbidden fruit and she thought that if she “took” me, she could feel a bit of power again.
I dropped my hand down slowly, not out of fear for her state of mind but because she was a good kisser. I wanted more than anything to kiss her again, at that moment, I didn’t care if she was the president’s wife, I wanted her too.
She pressed against me, kissing me while she ran her hand on my body and like the moon shines at night, our monsters came out to play… Kisses wet and slurpy, soft body on soft body, hard nipples pressing against my skin, hand rubbing on soft ass, body weighing like a feather, pussy juicy from all that wetness.. Kiss her, grab her skin, hold her by the neck, choke her, then kiss her again… “Ahhhhhh babyyyy” – she moaned, raising her body up and grinding on my thigh, her hands rubbing my clit. I sat upright and took her boobs in my mouth, holding her waist while I sucked on both of them, slow licks…everywhere, making sure my lips sopped her tits. I turned her around so I was on top of her careful not to let my clit rub on any part of her, I didn’t want to cum yet.
I sat astride her for a minute, then got up and walked to the chair. She got up and followed me “Ada, what’s wrong?” – she asked… “Nothing” – I said, shaking my head. “kneel on the sofa” – I said to her. There was a spark in her eyes, you could see the sheer excitement brewing.
She knelt down and i went behind her
“Hello” – I said to her, smacking her ass and reveling in the high it gave me.
She drew a breath and responded “Hello”. I knelt down, gave her a kiss on her bum, black skin taste different (like chocolates and roses). I wrapped both hands across her thighs because I was half expecting her to run away and I didn’t want my knees scraping the floor while my tongue struggles to lick her.
She was wet, dripping wet, thighs soaked and thick, ass bouncy, i held her as tightly as I could, letting my face Bury in between her ass while I took a big swipe right up till her butt… If i was going to be a ho and fuck someone’s wife, I might as well be the best ho that ever lived. “ohhhhb damnnnnn” – she moaned, her ass bouncing on my face… “swoosh, swooooooosh, long swipe from pussy to butt….” ” ohhhhhh gawdddd, fuckkkkkkkkkkkk” – she screamed and tried to run away just like I thought… “suck on your fingers, you will wake up the kids” – I said, taking a break to give her space to collect herself.
And while she was busy stretching to grab a throw pillow to silence her screams, i dipped a finger inside her pussy, curving it and drawing out every wetness I can, my tongue drawing circles on her butt, one of my hand smacking every part of her ass and shaking it on my face… “ohhhh dearrrr lawd, ohhhhb fuckkkk, this feels sooooo goooood”
I put my hand down, pressing her thighs towards me, licking every crevice of her pussy, long sweet swipes… Finger in….. Then out…. Curved back in… Spit on her pussy… Then slurped it all back up with my tongue…. Take my tongue out… Put my finger back in… Then arched my back deep enough so I can lick on only her clit…. “ohhhh fuckkk, yesssss fuckkk meee” – Akua moaned… I just kept praying that the kids don’t wake up and catch up…
The more I Licked, the more she threw her ass back, bouncing ass on my face… Wetness staining my face like it rained. Stuffed, hushed moans escaping from the couch fabric she was biting into. “Ohh Ada” – she placed her hand behind to push my head further in, but i held her hand, placing it behind as I spread her butt cheeks with the other, drawing long lines with my tongue… “ohhh my fuc… Ohhh my…. Ohhhhhhh my fucking gawd” – Akua was a loud bitch, enjoying every swipe, every lick, every gulp of wetness I took from her.
My tongue going in circles… Then going inside her…. Back arched, so i could do a 360 on her clit…. “don’t stop” – she said… Well i didn’t plan to but that thanks for the reminder… I stretched my hand and played with her nipples, then back to her ass to smack… “fuckkk, fuckkkk” – she was throwing that ass back quicker than I could breathe, but I’m a big girl… I didn’t need oxygen… 😏
I Licked, sucked… Tongue fucked and then Licked her over and over… I’m cuming, I’m going to cummm” – she screamed, her ass bopping against my face. I took out my tongue and replaced it with 2 fingers inside her, other hand rubbing on her clit… “ohhhh yesssss, yesssss, yessssss” – she screamed as she orgasmed… And then laid on the couch.
I got up and laid on top of her, dropping my nipples in her mouth and grinding my clit on her thighs. “suck on it” – I said and she did, hungrily like she was saying thank you for making me cum… She sucked and dragged on my nipples, pushing her thighs up between my legs so i could cum faster. I propped myself, shaking my tits on her face, while she Licked on them. “suck it good” – I said. Watching a person cum gets me to cum quicker… I moaned, grinding my clit on her thighs some more… “ahhhh yesss, yesssss” – I screamed, my hips bucking wildly, my boobs swinging as I stuffed them in her mouth… The sweet cum dripping down my thighs….and then the sighs of relief followed.
We both laid on the floor tilll morning… She’s still married and I still watch cartoon with her kids and sometimes her.. (OK, me and her don’t really watch a lot of cartoons 😂😂😂😏) The End.
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