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Weekly Fiction > Thirsty Thursdays (Part 4)
The movie was a chick flick, and so Dapo wasn’t really interested. Dinner was a lot better. He had no idea Sister Kunbi was such a good cook. It was pounded yam and efo riro (vegetable stew). The vegetable stew was like nothing he had ever tasted in his life. There were all sorts of assorted meat, fish, shrimp, locust beans, in short, it was heavenly. This was definitely one thing he liked about her, not that she was bad looking either.
Kunbi had dark chocolate skin, and it seemed to glow even more tonight. Her hair was not covered and he could see that she had long black hair. He had always been a sucker for long hair. Only if he could just reach over, and run his fingers through her hair…
He got up and packed the plates they used to eat, and headed for the kitchen. He dumped the plates in the sink and returned to the movie, and Kunbi. This time, instead of sitting on the armchair across from her, he plopped on the couch right beside her. She seemed so engrossed in the movie, and that made her look even more beautiful. Was it the wine he had been drinking earlier before she came in, or something else, because all of a sudden he seemed drawn to her like never before. Heck! Before this evening, he had never even looked at her as a woman. She had cleavage, and the blouse she was wearing only emphasized it more.
He didn’t know when he reached across, and before he knew it his hand was in her hair.
“Bro Dapo, what’s wrong? I just had my hair done o, don’t mess it up, or else…”
“What if I mess it up? How about I mess it up, and then take you to the salon to get it done again fair enough?”
She giggled. Her giggle was sexy as hell. It seemed like his hand had lost contact with his brain, because his hand was now sliding down her neck and shoulders.
“Bro Dapo now, we’re just getting to the climax of the movie, and I don’t want to miss this scene, stop disturbing me” In her head, Kunbi’s brain was racing overtime. She liked this guy very much, but things were getting too close too fast.  “C’mon Kunbi, chill out, I know you want this as much as I do, relax”, he coaxed. “Dapo, please leave me alone”.
Alarm was turning into panic, and into fear.
By this time Kunbi was frantically trying to get away, but Dapo was bigger and stronger, and deftly removing her clothes. Before she knew it, her blouse was gone, so was her bra, and Dapo was already working on her jeans. Dapo had her pinned on the cream rug in front of the TV. Tears were streaming down her face as Dapo forcefully had his way with her. He didn’t even seem to be bothered by her kicks and screams. When he was done, he rolled off her.
There was blood everywhere. She gathered her clothes and ran from the living room, trying to find her way to the nearest bathroom. She locked the door, and hurriedly cleaned herself up. By the time she reentered the living room, Dapo was snoring in front of the TV.
She didn’t disturb him, but quietly let herself out of the house.
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Weekly Fiction > Thirsty Thursdays (Part 3)
November 29, 2012 • by Unknown
the mighty mighty pen bumight November 29, 2012 9
Bimpe waited a little bit uncomfortably as Dapo went to get the car, he had parked a little distance from the auditorium. She didn’t have to wait for long before Dapo pulled up his BMW, and she got inside the car. They rode in silence for about 5 minutes while she folded and unfolded her hands in her laps. Dapo was the first to break the silence.
“So tell me about yourself, who is sister Bimpe, and can I call you Bimpe?”
“umn.. I guess so” Bimpe shrugged, “In that case; I think I can call you Dapo if you don’t mind?”
“Sure! I really don’t like the ‘brother’ stuff, it makes me feel pressured, you know, I must confess I’m not real comfortable with that title, if you can call it that”
After that, it was awkwardly silent for a while before Bimpe spoke: “you’re making the next right, and my house is the last on the block”
As soon as Dapo pulled over into her driveway, she almost jumped out of the car. “I guess I’ll be seeing you soon right”, Dapo called out to her “umn, yeah” she nodded, “we’ll see in church on Sunday”, she managed to mouth back before she walked up to her door.
Things had gotten a little too uncomfortable in the car, and she didn’t like it. At least that’s what she told herself. It was almost as if…oh! forget it! She couldn’t believe the thought that just crossed her mind. She really would have to watch her step around that man. No doubt he was very attractive, soft-spoken and all that…. She continued with this train of thought till she grudgingly went to sleep.
hmn, so that’s where she lived. It wasn’t that far off from his place, and by the looks of things she lived alone. They could be friends. It seemed like it was only yesterday that he walked into that church. He had decided to take a walk around the neighborhood the other day, and he had seen the church. He had gone there just to relieve his boredom. There was no doubt that there were a lot of friendly people in the church, and some were a little too friendly! The other girl, Kunbi, he could tell she liked him. That wasn’t strange since he was used to being the object of people’s admiration. She was cute though.
As soon as he got home, he took a shower, and settled down in front of the TV to watch the movie he picked up from Blockbuster a day before. He hadn’t gotten round to watching the movie, and since he wasn’t doing anything he might as well watch the movie. He was about to settle down in his favorite chair when he heard the doorbell ring. He looked in the peephole, and almost jumped back in surprise. Kunbi was at the door!
He opened the door to see her standing there, cooler in her hand “Hello Brother Dapo” she cooed. “Sister Kunbi, pleasant surprise, you were the last person I expected to see” Kunbi giggled, “Is that why you got rid of your shirt?” she retorted playfully. Kunbi’s heart did a double take. C’mon she knew he was handsome, but this was an Adonis standing right before her. That body had to have been carved out of stone or something. She could relearn how to count on his abdomen, and the sprinkle of jet-black hair on his chest was…
She quickly caught herself before she started drooling, visibly.
“…Errm.. Actually, I live in the same estate, and I…. just wanted to welcome you to…. our estate with dinner that is if you haven’t eaten”, she stammered
“oh, come in, I didn’t mean to be rude. That was very thoughtful of you. Actually I haven’t eaten; I was just about to watch a movie. We could watch the movie together, over dinner”.
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