Bitch

Episode 20

They say in Jos, you don’t keep a bucket of warm water outside and run inside your house to paste your tooth brush unless you don’t mind bathing with cold water.

Well, I say you don’t leave your car, or any valuables parked outside in certain areas in Lagos without any form of security if you still like the car.* * * * *

Its amazing how the roads of Lagos are free early in the morning and before one can blink his eye twice, the roads suddenly becomes blocked with traffic.

Jummy still hadn’t said much through out the journey and someone who didn’t really know what has happened would have thought she was the owner of the stolen car.

Clinton he knew following Jummy home would be a waste of time as nothing would have “happened,” so after he took her contact details, he went his way.

Zainab knew she was supposed to be thinking about something but didn’t know which one in particular she was to think about. There was the case of Richard, Boniface the lawyer, E.A at work and now she was car-less. She just stared blankly at the road side as Henry drove them home.

Henry attention was divided into two parts. While one part was focused on the road, the other was weighting his options in terms of “bedding” Zainab. He was the player type and didn’t think it would be cool on his part if after all his effort all he gets was a “thank you and bye bye.”

He turned to look at Zainab who sat by his side and thought it would be nice to try and start a conversation.

“You know thinking too much won’t bring the car back right?” He asked her, but she wasn’t even listening, so he tried again, “Hey! Zain!!” He said.

Zainab was startled, she knew only one person called her “Zain” and she also knew that one person wasn’t around, that made her scared at first because she thought she was now hearing voices.

“Thinking too much don’t bring back cars anymore,” Henry said with a tone of sarcasm.
She heard him this time but didn’t quite understand, “I don’t get you,” she said.
“I noticed you’ve been quite all through the journey and counting all the cars we passed, thinking too much won’t bring back the car, you just have to let it go!” Henry expantiated.
“Oh! I know jhur, it just kind of annoying,” Zainab hissed.

“Yea! I know exactly how you feel, but come on! Its just a car and judging from you looks, you can get a better one with the snap of a finger,” Henry flattered indirectly.
Zainab smiled, “I know what you are trying to say and am not that kind of girl so don’t even go there.”

“So which kind of girl is Zain?” He asked, pushing forward with a grin.
“Err.. I don’t know much about Zain, when you see her, ask her,” Zainab replied grinning. It seemed she had somehow forgotten about the stolen car.

Henry laughed, “you seem like a very smart lady, where do you work anyway?”
“Smart? Yes I am!” Zainab tossed her her back over her shoulder in a mocking way, “I’m an actress and TV personality,” she added.

A bell rang in Henry’s head, “Oh! Yes!!! I should have sworn I’ve seen your face somewhere but didn’t want to jump into conclusion. You the host of singles and married right?”
Zainab’s eye suddenly shone bright, “am a co-host actually, but yes I am anyway, you watch the show?”
“Watch?” Henry asked sarcastically, “I adore it! The issues you guys talk about is just so so on point, at times I feel you guys are talking directly to me,” he added.
Zainab blushed, “Hmmm.. Thanks, so how about you, where do you work?”
“Me? Nah!! I can’t tell you… You going to laugh at me,” Henry replied.
“Why would I laugh? Just tell me na,” Zainab pushed, suddenly interested.
“That’s what you would say, but when I tell you, you would definitely laugh, all girls laugh,” Henry replied.

“Are you an truck pusher?” Jummy who had been eaves dropping chirped in sarcastically.
Henry paused for a bit and busted out in an uncontrollable laughter, “Truck pusher ke? Me? Hell no!!!” He literally screamed.
“So what are you then, tell us na. Okay, we promise not to laugh,” Zainab replied.
“Yes, we promise,” Jummy added.
Henry turned and looked at both of them, “Okay, I’ll tell you guys but remember! You promised not to laugh oh!” He said.

“Yes! We promise,” they both replied in unison.

“Alright then, well, am a part time writer and blogger…” He replied.

“That’s cool, so you are a full time what then?” Jummy asked, she seemed to have gotten back her speech.

“Am a hairdresser,” Henry replied and looked at the road.

Zainab and Jummy forgot their promise as they both bursted out in laughter, that was the last thing on their mind.

“You see, you both promised not to laugh,” he lamented.

“Am sorry.. Am really sorry,” Zainab then made a mocking zip sound, “my mouth is zipped, no more laughing from me,” Jummy on the other hand didn’t seem to give a fucck, she literally rolled on the floor as she kept on laughing for over ten minutes, Henry thought she had ran mad.

“That’s how she is!” Zainab replied in Jummy’s defence.

“Okay, so where exactly do you stay in Festac?” Henry asked as he drove passed a platform which said: “Welcome to the Festival of Art and Culture (FESTAC).”

“Just drive, I’ll tell you where to turn and where to stop,” she replied.

Few minutes later, they arrived at the front of Zainab’s house.

As Jummy and Zainab jumped out of the car Henry asked Zainab, “should I still delete your number?”.

Zainab looked at Jummy and Jummy shook her head in disagreement, Zainab then turned to Henry and replied, “your choice.”

“Okay, I’ll call you later on, maybe to make your hair,” Henry replied in a sarcastic tone and drove off before Zainab could think of a suitable reply.

Jummy boarded a bike to her own house.

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It all seemed to be a very cool day for Richard, after Tony (the lawyer) had postponed their meeting twice, he finally booked an appointment and promised not to fail Richard this time.

Richard walked out of his hotel room by 2:24PM and headed to the bar to chill till 4:00PM which was his scheduled time for his meeting with Tony.

He sat down at the seat close to the air conditioner and signalled the waiter to come over. He ordered for bottle of red wine and leaned back to survey his environment in search of any single lady to spend time with, and he spotted one.

She dressed and looked like a hooker and Richard noticed this, he knew he could just go straight to the point, pay her and drag her up to his room but that wouldn’t be fun so he decided to just play around.

He walked up to her table, “is this the latest trend?” He asked.

She slowly looked up at Richard with an obvious look of confusion, “pardon?” She replied.

“Oh! I was just wondering if its now a trend for beautiful ladies to sit alone in a bar,” Richard replied grinning.

The lady blushed, “I don’t know, maybe you should ask any beautiful lady,” she replied.

“Oh! But I’m already talking to the most beautiful lady in this club,” Richard flattered, he definitely had a sugar coated tongue.

She just smiled in silence.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked, referring to the seat beside hers.

“No, not at all, please seat,” she replied.
“Thanks, am Richard by the way,” he said as he sat down.

“Am Bukky,” she replied with a smile.
“Nice name, so where is Bukky fro…” He suddenly felt his phone vibrate in his pocket so he brought it out and picked the call.

“Boss,” he heard the caller say over the call.
“Yes? How did it go?” Richard asked.
“Smooth boss, we ditched the car along Lagos Ibadan express way as you ordered,” the caller replied.

“Good job! I’ll send you your balance later on,” Richard replied and hung up. That would teach her a lesson, since she wants to play rough then I’ll show her what “rough” is, he thought.

With a wide grin on his face, he turned back to Bukky, “Okay, enough chit-chat, why don’t you follow me up to my room and let’s get down to business?” He asked.

Bukky smiled, “I was wondering when you would say that.”

They both stood up and went to Richard room.
As they got to the room, Richard la!d on the bed and watched her admire the room.
“Where is your bathroom? I need to freshen up first,” she said seductively.

“First door on your left,” Richard replied, pointing to the corridor.
“Okay, I’ll be back in a giffy,” she winked and shaked her huge arse as she walked away.
Richard looked down at the bulge on his trousers and smiled.
But once again, he too forgot that things don’t always go as planed.
The alarm which blared like a hysterical police siren truck woke Jummy up at exactly 7:30AM the next morning. For the first time ever, since Jummy bought the alarm, she actually regretted buying it because of the headache it gave her that morning.
She recalled buying the alarm. She had walked into the market in search for a normal alarm but after the salesman had some how manipulated her, she left with a made in China alarm, and just like our everyday made in China mobile phones, the alarm was so loud that it woke up the neighbours who lived at the next block.

Jummy was certain the salesman used juju on her.
NB: juju means charm.
She slammed her hand on the alarm and it abruptly stopped it’s noise.
She was expected to be at work by 8:00AM and usually set her alarm at 6:45AM but after the events of the previous night, she thought it would be wise to add a few more minutes to her nights rest. After all, it was her first day as the assistant branch manager and wouldn’t want to sleep all day in her office, come to think of it, she hadn’t seen her new office yet, she thought.

The thought of her actually having an office of hers and not just a small cubicle excited her and she suddenly sprung out of her bed and stripped. She literally flew into the bedroom and showered, the splash of the water echoed round her two bedroom apartment. Zainab had told her times without number to rent a cheaper one bedroom apartment since she almost never uses the spare room but for some strange reasons, Jummy just never obliged.

In a total of ten minutes, Jummy stepped out of the bedroom with just a towel wrapped round her body. She walked to the dressing table and applied all the things every casual lady applies on her body and face. Satisfied, she walked to her wardrobe and that was the tricky part.
She looked at all her clothes in the wardrobe and felt irritated, she just didn’t think it would be nice for an assistant branch manager of GNP to wear such old clothes, she made a mental note to go shopping during the weekends, after all, “she had to look what’s she was worth.”
She picked wine coloured plain t-shirt and a milk coloured plain trousers to match. When she done dressing, she looked at herself and she nodded in approval. She might not have new clothes, but the old ones weren’t bad at all.
In her attempt not to rush to much and not to be two slow, Jummy was ready to leave her house at exactly 8:00AM.,
unlike most ladies who spend days and months just to prepare for work or any outing, Jummy didn’t spend much time at all, as a matter of fact, she wondered why her fellow ladies spend so much time to prepare, she just didn’t get it.

Luck seemed to be on Jummy’s side because as she stepped out of her house, and empty cab cruised by and all she had to do was wave it down, in another thirty minutes, she was at the front of the GNP building. She settled the bills with the cab driver and watched the cab zoom away.
She took a deep breath, puffed her chest upward and held her hand bag firmly. Nothing can possibly go wrong today, she sighed to herself as she walked into the building.
The security guard was the first to greet her,”good morning ma, welcome,” and it surprised Jummy because in her five years of service at GNP, he never looked at her more than once and here he was, greeting her, Jummy smiled at him in response and kept on walking with swagger.
But then, the cleaners started greeting her too, one by one and Jummy started wondering whether it was “world greeting day.” She smiled at them in response and doubled up, trying to quickly walk into the office so that the strange greetings would stop, she was getting uncomfortable with it.
In no time, she was inside the office: a vast hall with thousands of cubicles perfectly arranged and few offices at the extreme end, opposite the main entrance.
She walked past the first cubicle and it was empty, as the new assistant branch manager, she knew it was her duty to ask where the supposed occupant was, but she felt there would be enough time to torture the employees later, as for now, she just want to clear her desk and move everything into her office… Her brand new and well furnished office with a TV set, she smiled at this thought. Nothing can possibly go wrong, she murmured.
She got to her cubicle… Her former cubicle and sat on the chair. She switched on her computer and inserted a flash drive into it, she tapped some buttons and tampered with the mouse, in a few minutes, a box showing: “copying files… 5 minutes remaining” appeared on the screen, Jummy once again, smiled in approval, she hadn’t smiled so much for a very long time and it sure felt good… Nothing can go wrong, she sighed once again.
While the files copied, her phone rang and one look at the screen told her how bad a friend she was, she gave her self a mental knock for not remembering to call him back before picking up the call.
“Hey John.. Am so sorry for not calling you back as promised. I was so occupied that I forgot, I went to celebrate my promotion yesterday and can you believe Zainab’s car was stolen?”
Jummy said immediately as she picked the call hoping that would soften John’s heart towards her.

John initially had the intention of complaining but after hearing that, he calmed down, “oh! I’m so sorry about that… So you and Zainab have no car now?” He asked.
“Yea, but don’t worry. Once I receive my first pay, am going to get one, I don’t like this taxi idea,” she complained.
“Anyway, am kind of on the road now and just wanted to check on you since you’ve been quite scarce… Maybe we could go out tomorrow night, its friday night you know?”
“Yea! Sure… I’ll call you later on after work today so we can talk better,” Jummy replied excitedly, she just couldn’t believe how everything was going in her life. The promotion and now a handsome, rich guy who is interested in her, wow! She mentally exclaimed.
“Okay.. Got to go now, I’ll be expecting your call,” John replied and hung up.
By the time this call was ended, the files Jummy was copying had be completed, so she removed the flash and stood up from the chair. She picked up the picture frame of her and Zainab which was the only property of hers on the desk, and walked down to the extreme end of the building, towards a door which had:

“ASSISTANT BRANCH MANAGER”
boldly written on it.
She stared and the writings on the door for a few seconds smiling, before she walked into the office.
Immediately, she she walked in, she saw something on the desk which caught her attention and the smile she had on her face widened. It was a bouquet of flower.
Naturally, she assumed it was from John, and she just couldn’t help but feel excited about how lucky she was to have a guy like him, even though it wasn’t confirmed yet.
She picked up the flower and perceived it, she had no idea what type of scent it had but it sure had a nice scent… What can possibly go wrong? She asked herself rhetorically.
Just then, someone knocked at her door and she instructed the person to enter, it was the least person she expected to see, Stephen- co – acting manager of GNP.
“Stephen!” Jummy exclaimed in surprise. Was he here to tell her she has be fired like he has wanted, she thought to herself.
“Oh! I see you’ve already gotten my flowers?” He grinned.

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After laying on his bed for close to five minutes waiting for Bukky to come out of the bathroom, Richard finally stood up from the bed and walked towards the music player. He switched it on and played “Motivation” by Kelly Rowland featuring Lil wayne, he put the song on repeat. What an ideal song for what he was about to do, he thought.
The provocating lyrics from Kelly only made Richard more h—y: “Go, go, go, go/ Oh lover, don’t you dare slow down/ Go longer, you can last more rounds/ Push harder, you’re almost there now/ So go lover, make mama proud/ And when we’re done, I don’t wanna feel my legs…”

The bulge in Richard’s trousers only grew bigger and at long last, Bukky finally came out of the bathroom wearing just her p@anties and bra.

Richard smiled and he stood up from the bed and walk towards her, he admired he perfect curves for some seconds, she had the perfect size of curves Richard loved, not to small and yet, not to big… Just perfect.

*CLOSE YOUR EYES. 18 only.
As he stood at her front, Richard let his hands wander on her stomach and he playfully used a finger to tickle her left b0s0ms right above the bra and Bukky m0aned in approval, she loved when guys played with her b0s0ms.
She didn’t think it was fair for her to have all the fun so she placed her hands on the bulge on Richard’s trousers and Richard m0aned in approval. He became more Hot… He slowly allowed his hand to wander to the back hook of Bukky’s bra and unhooked it in one swift move.

“Where did you learn how to unhook a bra so fast?” Bukky asked seductively as she applied more pressure on Richard’s dicck.
“That not really important? Is it?” Richard replied and smiled. He slowly removed the bra from Bukky’s shoulder and behold! The twin towers were let loose.
Bukky’s b0s0ms were as big as a #100 agege bread and as soft and firm as a ballon filled with air, wink. Her Tips were already hard and stretched fully.
Richard took a deep breath as he grabbed the both of the at once, he sq££zed them so hard that they hurt.. Just like clock work, the kelly Rowland track that was playing in the back ground was at the part where Kelly said: And when we’re done/ I just wanna feel your hands all over me/ baby but you can’t stop there, music still playing in the background/ And you’re almost there/ You can do it, I believe in you, baby/ So close from here.
Bukky suddenly held Richard’s hand and pushed him to the bed. She bent down and undid his belt, slowly she removed his trousers and boxers… His dicck was already erect and at full length, Bukky sighed in approval, the thought of his dicck in her excited her.
Bukky held the dicck firmly and leaned on it, it slipped perfectly into her mouth and the warmth of her tongue on his dicck made Richard m0an out loud: “ahhh!!” He exclaimed.

Slowly, she started moving up and down, increasing her pace and her grip on the dicck, the s£nsat!on was overwhelming on Richard and in no time, he felt the urge to release…
“Stop! Am about to cumm!” He exclaimed as he just didn’t want to release before the main fun started, she smiled and stopped immediately.

She crawled up to his lips and kissed him hard. Bukky definitely knew what she was doing and Richard knew he made the right choice.
Richard slipped his mouth into one her b0s0ms and stared sU-Cking it hard. He used his free hand to remove her her p@anties and she gladly let him.
Once the p@anties was removed, she turned over and bent on all four like a dog, Richard knew what he was supposed to do.
He bent down after admiring her perfect Bottom for a while he navigated his dicck into her pusssy and started slowly.. Slowly.. And slowly…

Then slowly.. He started going faster… Faster..
The scream of Bukky, “Ah!! Fucck me harder! Faster! Fucck me!! Faster!!” Gingered Richard and he started pumping in and out of her like his life depended on it.
He did the canine style for quite a while before he somehow carried her from the bed to the wall and turned her.. He pushed her Bottom and back to the wall and raised on of her legs for easy entry, he slotted his dicck once again and started pounding her..
“Yes! Yea.. Awww… Ahh.. O my gosh! Faster babes..harder.. Fucck me!” She m0aned.
Richard went harder and soon enough Bukky was about to c—-x, “am about to c-m,” she yelled. “Me too!” Richard replied. “C-m in me,” she replied.

In a few seconds… Paw paw paw!!! They both climaxed and came on each other.
Richard brought out his dicck from Bukky’s pusssy and slumped to the floor week, she slumped right on him and let her b—m land directly on his face.

The rested for a few minutes before Bukky the s-x machine slipped her hand on Richard dicck and started caressing it. In response, Richard slipped his index finger into Bukky’s pusssy and watched as her lips curved into a smile.
“You don’t get tired, right?” Bukky asked.
“I’ll get tired when you get tired,” he replied.

“I don’t ever get tired,” she replied.
“Let’s watch and see,” Richard replied and he dragged her to the bed and without any warning he inserted his dicck into her pusssy roughly and Bukky screamed… Richard smiled.
He started pounding on her for round two and the bed was already shaking, at the rate the went, the bed legs would have broken soon but a knock at the door saved the bed.
Richard ignored the knock the first time and kept on banging Bukky, until a second knock came, he reluctantly stood up from the bed and walked to the door.

He opened the door and saw two hefty looking men at the door, they could pass for bouncers.
“Can I help you?” Richard asked irritated.
“Are you Mr Richard Anderson?” One of the hefty men asked without even smiling.
“Yes I am, who are you?” Richard asked.
“Good, am Agent Ambrose and my friend here is agent Emeka, we are both from the new Lagos state investigation agency, and we have a court order to arrest you,” Agent Ambrose flashed his I.D card to Richard and showed him a piece of paper which showed contained the court order.

Richard was confused.
“Arrest? What did I do?” He asked.
“All your questions would be answered when you get to our station, you have the right to remain silent because everything you say now can and will be used against you in the court of law,” Agent Emeka replied as he brandish his hand cuffs.
“I don die!!” Richard murmured as he stared at the two hefty men and the hand cuffs