The Vacation - S01 E46

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The Vacation - S01 E46

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 46

As the bike began to move, I was lost in

thoughts as to how I would face mom or Fay

much later. “wow”, I thought to my self, she

really got me. Come to think of it, it was only

on Friday we made out without a condom

when she claimed she was safe… Or didn’t I

use a condom that Sunday morning when

Frank went to drop mom and dad in church?

How come I didn’t even think of the fact that

she could actually be pulling my legs? What’s

the possibility that she’s not trying to keep me

by saying mom is aware of our relationship?

All these thoughts kept running through my

head till I heard the sky roar in anger, after

which the bike man said “dis rain sef, e never

do am?”.. It was at that point I realized all the

time while I was inside the clinic with Favour,

the sky had become cloudy and dark. A heavy

downpour was imminent.

I got to Calabar lane, alighted just by the

entrance and decided to walk the distance to

Ella’s apartment. Immediately I settled the

bike man and he turned and left, I regretted

that decision because less than 1 minute

later, it began to rain. I had to run like

everyone else for cover, but in my case, I ran

the whole distance to Ella’s apartment.

“gbam gbam gbam gbam” I banged on her

door. My goodness, it was at this point I

realized I hadn’t called her to confirm if she

was at home, especially after telling her earlier

in the day that I’ll be in the clinic with Favour.

“What if she had left for school?” I asked

myself

Soaked like a fowl caught under rain with

water dripping from my clothes, my anger

began to build up when again I realized my

laptop was inside my shuttle bag hanging on

my back. Bringing out my phone from my

back pocket, I heard a voice answer from

inside “who wan break my door?”

“Oh God, thank you” I said before answering

her “Ella its me, Fury”

“My God, Fury, what happened?” I heard her

run to the door as she began to open it.

“where are you coming from?” she asked

throwing the door open.

“Home my dear” I lied. Continuing I said

“thought I would beat the rain and I stupidly

asked the bike guy to stop me by the junction,

so I could walk the bad stretch of the road to

this place”

“Eyaaa, Baby, lemme help you with this” she

said reaching behind me for my bag which

was soaked partially and took it inside.

Looking at the bag, I knew the laptop would

still be dry because of the section of the bag I

placed it in. “But you said you weren’t coming

again, so what happened?” she demanded

returning and holding the door open for me.

“Wanted to surprise you babe” I said heading

into the bathroom with her locking the door

and tagging behind me.

“Nice of you, but you should have called when

you saw the cloud naw?” she said handing me

a towel after I took off my shirt and vest and

spread them on her towel railing.

“I though I would beat the rain babe” I

answered taking off my trouser. She collected

it, went back into the room and then opened

the door and stepped outside the room. From

the bathroom, I heard her shaking the trouser,

in a bid to get the sand that had gotten on it

while i was running. After which I heard her

brush the trouser with her hand as I stepped

into the room in just my boxers.

She spread the trouser on the line just by her

veranda and came back inside. Bringing out

my laptop from the bag, and every other

content including my condoms, notepad and

power pack, I handed the bag to her and she

went back out to spread it after cleaning it.

Looking on her bed I saw her phone with her

earplugs plugged to it giving out little tunes.

Obviously she was listening to music when I

was knocking on her door. I guess the loud

banging made her hear me. Well, I was still

gonna dial her number.

Coming back inside she locked the door

behind her and stood looking at me. “So what

about Frank’s sis? You made that up too?”

she asked as I turned on my laptop and

moved to plug the auxiliary cable of her home

theatre system.

“Nah, she’s sick for real, but its later in the

day that I and Frank would go there to pick

her. Mom already went there this morning and

dad and Frank just left for Ogoja so I told

them i have something doing at the café, the

reason I didn’t go with them so i could come

be with you like I promised” i said to her in a

bid to flatter her.

“Hmmmm, are you sure?” she asked looking at

me suspiciously.

“About what? Favour being sick or wanting to

be with you?” I asked looking back at her

“Everything” she replied folding her hands

across her chest like a 16 years old girl

Done plugging the auxiliary cable as i also

started to play my music playlist, i stood up

and walked to her. Opening her hand and

giving her a kiss which she didn’t respond to

saying “where I come from, you don’t play with

someone’s health or life by lying about the

person being sick or dead because it’s

seriously forbidden and secondly, i always

keep my promises. Since i promised you

yesterday that I’ll be with you today, that’s

why i defied the rain to be here”. After these

words, i made to kiss her again and she

responded before pushing me away saying

“lemme make tea for you, you body is cold”

I smiled to myself saying in my mind “o boy

ye, you sabi lie o. See sweet lie wey you talk

without planning. Sitting on the bed, i pick up

my phone to see 5 missed calls and a chat

message from Fay. Wondering when she

called, I then discovered my phone was on

silent.

The message read “I’m deeply sorry baby. I

don’t know why but i just wanted to see if you

really cared about me or just enjoying the free

sex you were getting. Please forgive me. Just

pick my call please, I’m feverish now. Where

are you baby. Don’t leave me please”

At that point, i asked myself if i wouldn’t have

gone ahead with my plans of taking

responsibility if she had been pregnant for

real. Besides, I think I actually did feel

something for her. But another fear now is, she

had told mom we were together. Or was she

kidding about that one too? But can I blame

her? There’s no girl actually who wouldn’t

want to know if she’s been used or not. I felt I

should tease her or pretend to be angry by not

replying her, but on a second thought, I

decided against it.

Typing a reply, Ella called out from the

kitchen “sugar or honey?” “None baby, abi you

no want make I perform again?” I replied her

laughing. “you’re not serious Fury” she shot

back.

I sent Fay a text which read “that wasn’t

necessary at all. I actually do care about you

and not just the sex. But I’ve been holding

back cos I felt you were already gonna be with

someone else and no need to show you I had

feelings for you. Besides, I felt you were in

control of the situation we found ourselves. I’ll

come back after the rain, stop thinking about

anything. I understand how you feel”

A few minute later she sent another text

saying “thanks baby. Love you”

Minutes later, Ella came out with two cups of

tea. Opening her fridge, she brought out a half

loaf of sliced bread. Placing the bread down,

she handed me a cup while holding one for

herself and sitting next to me. It was at this

point she picked up her phone and turned off

the music playing.

The rain kept falling heavily, hitting the roof

like it was gonna rip through it. “This rain has

given me a reason not to attend my 12pm

lecture. Not like the lecturer would attend

though, but trust all those busy body students

to be in the lecture hall waiting” she said

helping herself with a slice of bread.

“What if he shows up?” I asked her taking a

sip from my cup and looking up to see the

time was 11:20am

“you don’t know who Dr XYZ is, left alone for

him let the rain fall all through the semester

so he won’t lecture but fail everyone so he can

be sorted in cash and kind” she replied folding

her legs on the bed.

I was tempted to ask her how does she sort

her courses, in cash or in kind when “Push it

Baby” a song by the musical group “Pretty

Ricky” ft Sean Paul started playing and she

stood up screaming. “Oh my God, I love this

song Fury. Where did you dig this out?” as

she placed her cup of tea on the floor and

stood up moving closer to the main woofer

speaker.

Humming the tunes “I wanna see you girl

push it push it push it, now lemme see you

girl move it move it move it….” as she backed

me, she started moving her hips back and

forth with her hands in the air dancing to the

song. (If you know this song, then you should

have an idea of how a typical Nigerian girl

would dance to it)

My God, it was at this point that I became

conscious of what she was putting on. A black

pair of leggings, the type most girls use for

jogging and other sporting exercises and a

white vest top that revealed a blue bra strap.

With her hands up, the vest automatically

shot up and I could see clearly the outline of

her red panties. Guys you have to understand

that at this point in time, with the weather, the

panties (my fetish) and the waist and as§ that

were moving in front of me, it was only natural

for fury to rise. And it it rose up hard.

“Ella what do you think are you doing?” I

asked her picking up a pillow to conceal my

erectiön.

“Dancing to a song I like. This is my room

remember, so i can do whatever I want” she

answered not turning to look at me as she

resumed singing “push it push it…….”

“you can’t even dance that much”. I teased

her.

Turning to face me, she saw me smiling and

the pillow in crotch covering what obviously

was an erectiön.

“what’s that smile on your face fury?” she

asked.

“Nothing, just that you are trying too hard to

impress me” I replied her

“huh, are you for real?” she asked slowing

down the hips movement as she spoke “like

you are not already impressed right now, if I’m

kidding remove the pillow from your lap fury”

I grinned my face before laughing saying “the

view was just awesome babe”

“the view huh?” she repeated after me as she

resumed swinging her hips before adding

“thanks for the compliment”.

“Can you twerk?” I asked repositioning myself

on the bed for a possible dance show.

“Is that a question? Can I twerk? She asked

me back

“Every girl can move and shake their asse§

thinking that’s twerking, so can you twerk, like

twerk for…..

I didn’t even finish the statement when the

next track began. “Rihanna – Pour It Up”

“Today is your lucky day Fury” she said as she

backed me and started clapping her hands

humming the song:

“Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That’s how we ball out

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Pour it up, pour it up

That’s how we ball out

Strip clubs and dollar bills

I still got my money

Patron shots can I get a refill?

I still got my money”

By the time the song got to the point where

Rihanna said “Strippers going up and down

that pole”, with her red panties visible to me,

she spread her legs apart whilst tilting to one

side, she made a twerk move that made me

smile while fury on its own part, nodded in

agreement that we’re both gonna enjoy the

show….