FOUR OPTIONS PART 4

NOSA

It was a Tuesday service at one the most sophisticated churches in town. The ambience was ecstatically heavenly. From the entrance of the church beauty took away your sorrows. The ushers were like the girls in zenith bank MAITAMA branch. Very fair and friendly but don’t dare go there to open a 200000 naira account. They welcomed me with pamphlets and magazines. I thought it was for sale like my local church does but they said it was free. I followed as envelopes were given to us. I sat between two girls that looked more refined than me. Their cadence is not of this world. Their accent is a combination of different origins. At a time I thought they were speaking their dialects. 

The preacher continued ….. turn to your neighbour and tell them three beautiful things about them. The lady on my left (NOSA) turned and looked at me and said. I love your attire, I love your shoes and I guess I’m following you to your house…. Nice perfume. I smiled and told her; I could get you the feminine sort of the same. I told her three things also and thus we became friends throughout the service. She always look at me in anticipation of the perfume I guess. I tried to concentrate but the distraction beside me became the new focus. She captured my heart and entirety. The pastor’s message wasn’t in concordance with what I was thinking. He was preaching against fornication and adultery and perkily every girl in the church were jumping up as if they were not culprits to the same course. I kept the smile simple in anticipation of the stroll to my house. 

When service was ended she sat back to pray thus I prayed also. I waited for her to be through and in a while I stood up also. We both bought tapes after the service and amazingly she walked to my car and demanded to sit in front. I was so gentlemanly with the flinging of the door open. I settled her in and increased the air conditioner to the highest for her comfort. I drove to an ice cream bar for a refreshing before getting home. When she stepped into my house she eulogized me a little with the neatness and detailed arrangement. She inspected the house as if she was an agent about to get a new tenant. 

So tell me, how many girls do you bring to this house. I swore by everything I had ……. No girl. I promised heaven on earth and in a couple of hours I got into the relationship that was going to tie me for a very long time. Nosa wasn’t that romantic like Joan and giving. Not as prolonged in sex like Ene or adores sex like Ema. She has dominating spirit. She takes over your existence. She could just tell you lets go see your parents and before you know it….. You are on your way. She knew the pin to all my ATM. I started dodging the other girls and one after the other she found out about them. She called them one after the other to warn them to stay clear of her boyfriend. I lost all control till I reported to a friend called UYI. He told me Benin ladies are bossy. I gradually pulled away from her. She still comes around a little but I’m just tired.

Now I moved closer to Jennifer and asked her… now that you know a little about the history of the four ladies I have dated in the last two years and how I can’t compare anyone to you. You have what all of them lacked and in all sincerity I wish you could just be the only one I can say the truth to. I want to spend time with you and you alone. If you will permit me a lifetime. But let’s start with this. When she heard these words she believed immediately and the kiss began with a deep pull towards herself. I slipped her hands through my short to feel the hardness within and swiftly she pulled my short for activities to begin. I stopped her and looked straight into her eyes and said. Jenny no no no wait…… I’m not in a hurry with you. I want you for a lifetime. Thus there is enough time. Those words confirmed my being genuine and she started crying. At this point I looked through the window and saw Tony starting at me. We just won a jackpot……

FOUR OPTIONS 3

ENE

Markurdi is a happy place with happy people. Their hospitality is extreme. Just a three hour journey from Abuja, it seems we crossed seven seas to felicitate with their children on their wedding. Everything we needed was given even things we assumed were given. It was going to be a long night as we sat at the pool side of our hotel sipping some alcohol. It was a combination of foreigners in a land that didn’t belong to us. Four of the ladies on the bridal train with the six active men were there. Some other ladies came but then I was almost gone. I got connected to Ene because we had some things in common. She is disciplined in political science also. Thus we started sharing our knowledge in our fields. We spoke from Aristotle to ENGLES. Immanuel Kant to Herbert spencer. Karl Marx was the crowning discussion before the weather changed. We all rushed from the rain and one after the other we settled for our different rooms. 

Ene came with me to my room while we held one of the bottles of Jack Daniels we were drinking as if we were going to continue. The key to the door was forgotten at the pool side thus we spent the next ten minutes at the door for the receptionists to help with another key. At last we were inside the room tired from the dance and procession of the day. It was time for us to settle. I and Ene continued the gist like it wasn’t going to end. I started seeing the beauty in her as the Jack Daniels was going down. I tried to stay awake but something was dragging my eyelids close to themselves. I wasn’t very intoxicated as exhausted. I wasn’t making so much sense any longer ……… it was at this moment I discovered someone was pulling my trouser for me. I didn’t know what it was but whatever I was too tired. Slowly my boxers was vanished. She pulled me up with all her energy and said baby lets shower. From this moment till the next morning I was ridden like a rodeo. 

The ladies from Benue are so good, they know all the sensitive parts of a man’s body. They activate like a Chinese man perfect in acupuncture. For every spillage I create, they touch the sensitive parts again for a rise. My body reacted to every touch and instead of Ene giving the soundtrack, I was in charge of that. All she wanted was something inside of her. It was past 4 am and all energy had gone. She called room service and asked for red bull. When she ended the call I asked what that was for and she said for me to stay awake. I declined the offer and begged for a sleep and her response was baby please 30 more minutes just for me to come. 

I woke up late the next morning feeling like a dead rat. All life was lost. She was awake also and she slipped her hand to my thighs again for another ride. I jumped off the bed and asked what she was doing. She stood up and came close. She touched one of those parts again and before you knew it I was inside the congo again. 

In two weeks she was in Abuja for a visit and that was another wasted weekend. No one calms me down like Ene. She is also a great planner with a foresight I respect. She is industrious and loves cooking. We are not always together and she understands she isn’t the preferred but something keeps her close to my heart. There are two things about her I don’t understand.

·         She loves prolonged sex with the word harder

·         She loves alcohol also

It was now becoming a problem for me to get focused. I had five different ideas and I can’t just actualize any of them. My finance was reducing without any concentration. The starting was always good but the finishing was very poor. I needed to visit a church. It was during one of the services in church that I met this wonderful lady from BENIN CITY called ………..

FOUR OPTIONS 2

EMA

I needed to buy fuel as the scarcity has started building up. I knew two managers of different fuel stations but they had no fuel at the moment as they said. I drove to the CONOIL filling station in my estate to use the ATM in withdrawing some money before I start the adventure of fuel hunting. To my surprise they just started selling fuel. The queue was little. I had less than ten cars ahead of me. I rushed to the ATM to withdraw what could fill up my tank with extra money for the weekend. I opened my door to enter thus I saw a girl with a keg of 25 liters with an appeal to put it inside my car. The filling station doesn’t sell fuel to kegs that are held without a domicile vehicle. I allowed her as we both bought fuel. I drove to her car and helped her pour the fuel into the car. She was acting weird and happy. I thought it was just the fuel but something else was about to happen. She gave me her card as I exchanged mine with her. Two hours later a call came through my phone and surprisingly she was the one. We exchanged pleasantries again and she invited me for lunch at her place the next day. I accepted immediately. I always knew Calabar and AKWA IBOM people are wonderful cooks.

It was a long service as the pastor was trying to raise funds for one thing or the other.

 We closed service so late that I just drove to her house immediately I left church. The two bedroom apartment was impeccably neat. I felt too dirty for the apartment. I was ushered in by a maid and I started to wonder if it was a family house or she stayed alone. She came out after a while and gave me a hug. She smells so romantic that hunger for food disappeared. The home wear exposed a lot of her lap. I never knew they could be that fresh. She sat close to me as she offered a cup of juice. For the first time I was shy. She told her maid she could go to the BQ when she is done with the food. In ten minutes the table was set.  The arrangement was a five star arrangement. I was filled up with sea foods and the result was filled tummy and I felt I needed to rest. After eating we were best of friends. I told her how well I’ll love to be with her thus the room was the next destination. 

EMAOBONG, calling her by her full name pulled the curtains close to create a dark room. She lit the candles that produced the scents and put on a light slow music that arouse the urge into satisfaction. She slowly helped me pull down my trouser and boxers. Thank God I was wearing a clean one that day. She started with her hands and by the time she had stroked it for close to twenty minutes her mouth was the next destination. I felt the chill run through my spine and without any insertion I spilled out the fluids. It was at this moment that I knew AKWA is really IBOM. I was under her tutelage for the next couple of weeks. I adored every moment we had together. From the caressing to the real act….. She was heavenly. She fed me like no other till I started adding so much weight. I have only two problems with Emaobong

·         She is just too jealous

·         She survives on sex

If she could just trust me and believe I don’t have intentions of continual cheating it will be good. Being jealous leads to nagging sometimes and ……. The other side is the sex. I am only free for three days in a month. 

Emmanuel was getting married and as one of the groom’s men I was in Markurdi. It was after the wedding that I met this beautiful Benue girl and then my life was never the same again …. Her name is