Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

8 years ago

Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

Deola left me there in the house for work. There is no soothing way to relax and refresh oneself after such a nerve-jerking and life-threatening hot-s*x with Deola. It was as if I just lost all my blood in one single shot. Thank God for the timely intervention of the food, I for don collapse. I need not describe how tight her juice was. Guys, I f**ked and was f**ked by that Tokunbo girl.

Before I slept, I called Ini to inform her about the change of plans,

Me: Hello baby. How are things over there?

Ini: Good sir. How far? Where are you?

Me: Remember the Wale friend I told you about whose mother slipped?

Ini: Yes I do. Is that where you are? How is she now?

Me: Yes that’s where I am and Ini, things doesn’t look the way my friend puts it last night oo. She is gonna go through an operation pretty soon and I had to stay with my friend. So that means I am not coming home anytime soon.

Ini: Eeyah. Sorry ooo. God will be with her.

Me: Amen oo. So what did you cook?

Ini: I am cooking vegetable soup for you and poundo yam. But since you’re not coming anytime soon, I am gonna suspend the poundo yam so that it won’t get cold.

Me: That’s nice of you Ini. I missed you my queen.

Ini: I missed you too so so much. I thought you’re gonna come into my courtyard today. I am so Hot.

Me: Me too my angel. Don’t worry baby. I will make it up to you.

Ini: Be careful there ok?

Me: I will.

Call ends.

Phewww! I just bought some time for myself there. But as I was thanking my luck for how I managed to trick Ini, a sense of guilt engulfed my heart. I not only cheated on Ini, I lied to her too. I was very remorseful after the call. This is the girl that has been so simple, truthful, gentle, loving, helpful and wonderful to me. She has opened the door of her life to me so much that there seems to be no more space left in her heart for another man. How then do I always feel comfortable when I cheat on her? It hurts me but I can’t help it.

Most guys are like me. We don’t really wanna cheat on our girls but we just couldn’t pass up the chance to flex whenever the opportunity presents itself, especially when its not gonna cost us anything! I know there are some of us who just don’t care, who are straight up p**symongers but trust me, there are still many more out there who will think twice before even subscribing to cheating on their girl. Some of us are tempted with opportunity to ‘try out’ other girls, especially when our own girl starts acting up. I am not campaigning for guys here ooo. All I am saying is we are not all bad. I know some guys who will never cheat on their girl, no matter what!

Because of the silly speculation of Cynthia earlier, I got angry; eventhough she was right. The law says “no man is guilty of any offence until he is tried and convicted by the law.” What proof has she that I was going to meet a girl? That’s one trait I hate about her. She is prone to premature speculation and conclusion – although some are true, many of them are ruse. Na she sabi jare. I decided not to call her again throughout that day.

Gradually, the sleep began to set in. Before I close my eyes finally to sleep, Deola sent me a message,

“I’m at work now. Oluwafemi, thanks for today. It’s been almost a year since I had such a pleasurable moment. You made me feel a woman again. Femi, I don’t believe I’m gonna say this: I think I’m falling in love with you.”

I read the message over again, especially the last sentence, “…Femi,… I think I’m falling in love with you.” Yepa! See gobe! I don die. Love? Sleep clear comot for my eyes sharp sharp. I think I have bitten more than I can chew this time. I thought my dalliance with Deola is just gonna be a one-off, a non-committal sexual fling. But now, it looks like she has found the word “love” in her dictionary again. I don enter one chance!

What am I going to do with this new development? My fragile and small heart can only love one person at a time. You can’t love two people same way; not in this life. I felt like replying Deola’s message and tell her to forget about the word, ‘love’, at least for now. But how can I? How can I tell a woman who just gave me her body less than 2hrs ago that I happy with her promo? How can close up a promising profitable venture just because someone may not like? Not doubt, for that moment, Deola was the best f**k of all time. She was a master of her own body, she twists, she turns, she opens and closes her body at interval. Mehn! Apologies guys, Deola is the new name on my lips after that mind blowing s*x with her.

But not so fast. What about my Calabar Girl Ini? What am I going to tell her is the excuse if she notice that I don’t have time for her anymore? What about Cynthia? Even if she just made me angry, she still hold a special place in my heart. She did her part when I was sick.

In the song, N.O.T.O.R.I.O.U.S by Biggy ft P. Diddy, he said “more money, more problem.” But as for me, it is definitely, “more p***y, more trouble.” *sighs*