My Madam And I - S02 E16

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My Madam And I - S02 E16

Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 16

About 12 long hours in the air, we finally arrived. Before we touched the ground, I looked at the buildings clustered together thousand feet below. The huge traffic and wondered why the country hasn’t changed.

I boarded a clean white Toyota airport taxi, driven by a young vibrant light skinned boy. He wore long dreadlocks knotted together backwards and neatly groomed beards. He spoke polished fluent English as well as smartly dressed in starched white shirt tucked in a black trouser and a black and white all stars sneakers.

” where are you going sir? “. He asked.

I looked at the note with the description to my grandma’s place and wanted to tell him to take me there, but on a second thought I said. ” take me to any five star hotel around zik road”.

” alright sir “.

After few minutes of driving, we got stuck in a traffic that seemed like we would sleep there. A boy of about 15 ran to the driver side glass saying something. I heard the driver thinking.

Driver: these boys, that’s how they robbed me last week.

I looked at the driver eyeing me on his rear glass. He smiled when our eyes met and looked away.

Driver: this boy doesn’t know this is a thug zone. Well, we didn’t talk the price, he will pay me what they stole from me.

He caught my eyes again, smiled politely and looked away.

The boy came to my side and waved at me saying something I couldn’t understand.

” what does he want?”. I asked the driver.

” sir, ignore him. They’re thieves”

” have you been robbed here before? ”

” yes sir. Once. But this area is filled with bad boys ”

I looked at the otherside of the glass and saw three men jumping into a man’s car, pulled him out and began arguing with the driver who was blocking them from entering his car. One of the men slapped him and pulled him away by his belt while the man struggled for his car that another guy had entered.

” why is nobody doing anything?”. I said in alarm seeing a police walked past as they oppressed the man.

” sir. The best thing is to pin down when driving pass here. They can accuse you of anything just to steal and extort from you. Our government is corrupt. These boys works for them, so they are immune”. The driver said looking nervously at a man coming towards our car.

The man; a tout looking fellow knocked on the glass of the driver side yelling. The driver pretended as though he wasn’t seeing him.

Driver:Otodu! You again! Dont’ look at him, just don’t look!

The drivers thought worried me. I looked away praying that the traffic gives way. Soon the car started moving.

The man whom the driver called Otodu looked at me in the backseat and called one thuggish looking tall teenager across the road. The boy crossed the road without looking. He said something to the boy who then moved in front of our car and stood, weilding his wood at the driver yelling on top of his voice.

” lets give them what they want!”. I said nervously at the backseat.

Driver: I don’t want trouble oh. This guy should just get out of my way!

Then the driver began moving forward ignoring the boy that was trying to stop a moving car. The traffic gave way slowly, the driver sped towards the boy who now jumped on the bonnet. Otodu hit the side of the car speaking his indigenous language.

” if you scratch my car! If you scratch my car!” The driver yelled.

Otodu tried to open the door as the car stopped for another to drive pass. The boy on the bonnet jumped down and rushed to my side hitting the glass with the stick. The driver navigated through a small space, scritched the tires of the car through it and sped off.

I was still catching my breath after five minutes, looking behind if we were being followed. The young driver seem to have gotten over it as he sang along to the song playing. I wanted to ask him if where I told him I was going to was that rough too, but swallowed back my words.

Few minutes later he drove into a hotel and stopped in front of the entrance. I looked at the four storey building and then asked. ” how much ”

Driver: tell him 5000, no, tell him 7000

” seven thousand ” the driver said pretending to be removing something from his beards looking at the rear mirror.

I took out my wallet, and drew out a foreign currency note, handed it over to him . ” I don’t have local cash. I believe this will cover for your troubles”

The look on the drivers face surprised me. He was overjoyed. A broad smile spread on his face as he said. ” oh my god! This is more than I asked for sir! Thank you very much sir!” He turned to face me. ” sir. If you ever have need for a driver, just call me. I can beat any traffic to be here”.

” and encounter Otodu again?” I asked.

He paused and looked startled at me. ” how did you know his name? ”

I realized my fault and said. ” because I know him. Of cause, who doesn’t?”.

The driver suddenly shoved it aside and said.” well, he knows too well not to mess with me. Just call me sir”. Then he dug his hand into his pocket, brought out a modest complimentary card. ” call me sir. I’m on 24 hours services”.

I took the card from him and stepped down.

The hotel was less than what I expected and fvcking cheap for an executive suite. I called grandma with the hotel phone. She was pissed that I didn’t come home directly. I promised to be home the next day. So i called Esther immediately and Phila after before I caught a little slept.

Few hours later, I was up and bored, it was just past five. I thought of where to pass time but knew nowhere. So I went downstairs at the receptionist, asked the young lady I met there if she knew any happening club in town. She was completely mesmerized by my ascent. Maybe intimidated, she couldn’t say anything. I could hear her speaking her native dialet and nodding yes and no to everything I asked her. She was a total waste of time. I moved out and met the door man.

” do you have a 24 hours club around? ”

He looked up thoughtfully and shook his head. Then he snapped his fingers and said like he just remembered. ” we have club here every night 8 pm”.

I just nodded and asked for the direction to the bar. He pointed me to the direction.

I sat drinking a bottle of cold beer thinking of Daniella and tried to forget about her. I needed to be in a busy place, I needed a distraction. Then I remembered the driver. I took out his card from my wallet and looked around for a phone when my eyes fell on a pretty young black skin girl that just walked to the bar ordering for something. She was about 4.9″ with an amazing small round backside. Slim waist, straight legs. She was in a black bumshort, a see-through yellow blouse and a long white braided hair she packed upwards.

I forgot all about Daniella and calling the driver and focused on her.

She walked to a seat at my left and sat. I could see she wore no bra, she just used a black tape to cover her nipples on her slightly saggy boobs. Just how I like them.

Then she took out a stick of cigarette from the packet in her hand and lit it. I stood up abandoning my drink and went to her table.

” hi , can I seat?”

She looked so beautiful, her makeup made her look like a typical African model on a front page magazine with her oval face, small African flat nose, lovely kissable lips, bold white eyes looking up at me. Her perfume was rich and enchanting. I already had my heart beating for her.

Girl: wow, a handsome young foreigner. This is a good one.

” sure. Seat!” She said and turned away dragging smoke into her lungs.

Girl: Mary, play it cool, he’s the first foreigner you’re meeting in your life. Don’t scare him away, play it cool Mary.

I sat and looked at her, my d--k kicked immediately.

” has anyone ever told you, you’re so beautiful?”

She smiled.

Girl: old line.

She looked at me and said. ” thank you ” puffed out smoke.

I adjusted in my seat. ” what should I get you? ”

Girl: champagne? No, Mary play it cool.

” I already ordered for something”. She said looking at the bar.

” my name is Mike”. I said extending a handshake.

She received it. Her hands were soft and small in mine. “Queen”.

I smiled. She doesn’t know I knew her real name.

” Queen. Beautiful name. What is a beautiful girl doing here by this time of the day?”

Girl: meeting a client. But I have met a better one.

” is that what you came here to ask me that?” She sounded offended.

” no! I just felt it’s rare to meet an angel walking alone without an over protective superman by her side. Who would want to loose such a perfect being as yourself?”.

She smiled and checked her phone.

Girl: He’s calling! How do I delay him? Lemme send him a text.

“Excuse me” she said and began typing.

Girl: please lets meet somewhere else. I met my uncle there. I have to keep him waiting so I don’t loose both at once.

I smiled and looked at her as she was busy typing. She finished and said to me. ” what are you doing here?”

” I just came into the country. Feeling bored. I really could use a company. Can I count on you?” I said smiling at her.

” time is money. I don’t like wasting it “. She said beckoning the bar man over.

” I understand. I’ll pay you well for your time. Can you tell me where to find a 24 hours club? Would like you to accompany me there”.

The bar man came with a glass of whiskey, dropped in front of her and left.

” I know a few depending on your pocket “. She said and sip from her glass.

” I want the best ”

She smiled and sip.

Girl: I like this guy.

She dropped her glass and said. “Okay. I got a place in mind. You lodge here?”

” yes. The cab man brought me here”

She sip again and turned to me. ” on a business or pleasure? ”

” well, both. I think I can get both from you ” I said smiling.

” I’m not a prostitute just so you know ” she sounded hurt.

” I never said you were. I’m just saying I need a friend that is fun and knows how to manage time. You strike me like you can do both perfectly well ”

She sip again and asked. ” how much can you pay for my time ?”

” you tell me “.

She looked at the entrance door.

Girl: I have to leave here before this fool comes here and spoil my show.

” 50,000″. She said and took a sip.

I winced as though it was too much. Then said. ” can I give you 30,000? ”

Girl: is he stingy? Well, that’s a good bargain, but I have to insist on 50.

” I’m a very busy person. I’m not cheap. 50 or no deal”. She said impatiently and pretended to be looking in her phone like she was expecting a call.

I nodded and said. ” are you passing the night with me?”

” that will be 80,000″ she dropped the phone looking expressionlessly at me.

I smiled and said to her. ” okay. Now I’m your employer. Can we get going? I’m bored here ”

She smiled casually.

Girl: thank god I came here today, cool 80k!

She rushed her drink and stood up. Then moved in front of me. i looked at her behind and my heart skipped a beat. Soft and bouncing to her steps.

I quickly paid the bar man, maybe I paid him a little too much because he was overly happy.

Outside of the bar I turned to her. ” can I call my driver with your phone?”.

” sure “. She took out her phone from her short, took out another SIM card, slotted it in the phone and handed it to me.

“Why did you put that SIM?”. I asked.

” nothing. Don’t like strangers calling with my line”. She said.

I called the driver with the SIM she put in. He was happy to hear my voice and asked me to give him an hour thirty minutes. That was too long a time. I turned to her.

” he said an hour thirty minutes. Can we wait in my room ? ”

Girl: prank to get in my pants for free?

She showed me her palm. ” money !”. She looked away.

I smiled and handed her a note. Her eyes widened in surprise.

Girl: what? This is a blessed day! Foreign currency! Mary! Comport yourself!

She then nodded casually putting her excitement in check. ” lets go “. And put the money in her pocket.

My d--k cried bitterly to be fed. My thinking went straight to my loins. She moved in front of me and I almost caught a heart attack watching her ass bounce.