Bitter Sweetness

Episode 12

I was getting water ready when Onyinye
walked in. I was with some buckets that
had been stacked into each other and was
making an attempt to release one so that I
could get water into it. The washing
machine was already open and waiting. “He
has boarded a bus o” she cheerily said as
she walked into the lobby and when she
got to where I was, placed a hand on my
bare back. I had taken off the pullover shirt
I had on, for washing. “That’s cool. How
long should the trip last?” I replied feigning
total oblivion of the place she had kept her
hand. “Not more than two hours. Should be
less” she said, bringing it further up in
quick movement. “Have you seen the new
detergent I bought?” she continued;
stretching her neck as to look into the
washing machine. I could sense a new
found air of freedom. Her hand were now
traveling up to my shoulder and when it
got there, it stayed there. “Not yet” I said,
finally freeing one of the buckets and
inspecting it closely. She then started
making an attempt to say something else
before being interrupted by movements
from the living room. It must have been the
sales boy who was the only other person in
the house with us. She reacted to this by
dropping her hand to my ribbed belly and
as the movements continued back there,
she began walking away and towards her
bedroom while letting her hand drop and
brush my J0yst!ck heavily! I had no idea I was
turned on until I felt her hand there; I was
unexpectedly heavy. “I need to bathe, I
have a place to go to” was the last thing
she said swaying her huge bubble butt0ckz as
she walked away.

My mind was racing! Why did she want me
to stay home when she had planned places
to go to? I thought her idea for having me
at home was for us to enjoy the absence of
Uncle D together? Even though I had
decided to find a place to go to, I was only
taking that decision at this moment and
was squarely reacting to Uncle D’s changed
routine. “She cannot also be trying to react
to it too or was she?” I questioned.
Considering how she had said it. I was
never going to get to the end of this
mystery called Onyinye. Not long after, she
appeared with a sachet of detergent which
she dropped into the dryer of the machine
and disappeared again. The next time I
heard something from her was when I
heard her ordering the sales boy; through
her bedroom window; to go fetch her pink
tissue papers. Why she would ask for a
given colour, completely beats me. He
complied and must have received money
for this from the same window before
leaving for the errand.

I had began washing now and was
gradually getting my hangers ready for
spreading the cloths outside when she
walked straight back again. OH MY
GOOODNESS!!! HOLY F**K!!!! She was in
the skimpiest attire she would ever dare
putting on all her life! She had a very little
white towel wrapped around her of which I
kept wondering how it even managed to
take her body through the first wrap!

The towel hardly covered her b0s0m that ever
looked like they would spill from the upper
regions of the towel; and her butt0ckz checks
that had all its underneath open to fresh
air!! I had an instant hard on!! This must be
her own version of getting set for a bath!

As she walked towards the lobby from her
room, she kept struggling to keep the tiny
white thing to her body as it continuously
looked like it will break loose and fall freely!

Her entire legs up to the highest echelons
of her thighs came to full view at each step
she took. I was in another world!! I had not
said a word all along and in fact remained
in the same position as I had been when
she got out from her room. She could
completely see the effect she had on me as
my J0yst!ck had since found its way out
through one of the openings on my boxer
shorts. (In preparation for this very day, I
had worn no bum shorts).