Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

Episode 6 years ago

Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

“I went back to Naza and sat beside her.

“What were you doing upstairs?”
“I went to masturbate,” I answered casually. She laughed. I walked to the door and bolted it. The devil in Naza might just decide to take her outside when Chidimma might be sneaking out.

I sat on the bed and eyed Chinaza as she focused on the movie, hiding her face each time guns were raised.

“Why can’t you just buy a film you like?” I asked.

“Did I say I don’t like it?” she asked.

“Then why are you covering your face?”
“It’s just the shooting part that I don’t like.
The Romance parts are ok and that’s why I bought it. Don’t you like it?”

“I do. The Romance parts especially,” I said sizing her up with my eyes and biting my lips.

“Shuku Shuku boy,” she said and smiled.

“Are you calling me a fvck-boy?” I said and drew her closer. She actually let me and I plucked her lips.

“I love you,” I murmured and kissed her in bits.

“Are you sure you are not up to something?” she asked amidst giggles and kisses.


“I’m up to love baby.”
We kissed and missed many scenes on the movie. I didn’t care, Chinaza had a succulent lips and I needed Chidimma out of that house. I slid my hands around her body and felt her b0s0m. She undid her bra herself and let me rub the tip. She m0aned and held the nape of my neck. I caressed the tip of her tits and my phone blared. We disengaged immediately and across the parlor, standing at the dinning was Chidimma, staring at us. My phone kept ringing.

“Hi,” she said and waved. My face turned red and Chinaza kept burning us with her eyes.


“How far?” I asked.

“I’m fine. Is Amarachi around?” she asked. Smart girl.

“No, she’s not yet back from school.”

“Sorry, who are you?” Chinaza intruded.

“Chidimma, Amara’s friend,” she answered diligently and respectfully. A thing I wasn’t expecting.

“Why did you have to come in through the back door?”

“The front door was locked,” she answered. I heaved a sigh. I was glad the girl could defend herself. Chinaza kept looking at me, unsure of what to make of it all.

“Come back later in the evening. She will be back by then,” I said. She nodded and ran out of the door.

“Are they not in the same school?” Chinaza asked after she was gone.

[B] “I don’t know, you could have asked her.”
“Something is not right about her,” she said, giving me the impression that she was in deep thoughts.

“Let me lock the door before someone else walks in,” I said and rushed at the back door. I bolted it and came back to meet Chinaza giving me the deadliest looks I have ever seen.

“What?” I asked.

“Why is she wearing the kicker I bought for you?” she asked.