Pearls of Love (Episode 12)



Though I graduated from one of the best universities in the country, being a graduate is supposed to be an important part of anybody's life, but being a graduate, was becoming senseless, graduates are becoming beggars, commercial bike riders and the most dangerous criminals in the society.

Almost everyone suffered hardship, except for a few elites and others who ate deep into the national resources, carting away monies that could last a whole generation, while millions of other people wallow in a abject poverty.

For me, leaving school and not getting a job was not the saddest news for me, but the separation from Ann.

For more than three weeks, for someone who we spent every day with, while in school, I did not communicate with Ann. The only available means of communication then was landline table telephones which were not only very expensive but also inaccessible, network was always very poor and there was constant network failure, and you may have to book a date for probably a week to receive a call from someone around your area who could manage to have one.


You know we didn’t envisage, or didn't plan properly for a time when we were going to be separated from each other; we never stayed apart while in school, in fact we spent some holidays in school. I remember a particular Christmas holiday that we spent in school, we were so broke that we had to ask some of our classmates that lived with their family around the campus for some money on Christmas day, to enable us eat, but we still had so much fun.

After leaving school, I registered for an evening computer class. I didn't make any friend in the class, none of the students, I could reckon making friends with. Most of them where just secondary school students and a few others seeking admission into a higher institution, apart from the fact that I didn’t see myself as being in the same class as them, they could be so childish, and I wasn’t interested in any childish relationship whether with a guy or a girl. Having an affair was the least of my problem, I was contended with Ann in spite of the distance, I could not even imagine cheating on her.

Things changed a bit when I met Rita in the computer class, I was hanging somewhere outside the classroom when she approached me, she had braided and packed hair. I have always liked natural girls; I like girls with braids. She was wearing a fitted body hug blouse and from her appearance, you will easily know wasn't in the class of most of the other students. I liked her taste for fashion, simple and smart.

"Hi”, she looked me straight, probably sizing me

“Hi” I tried a smile, I have heard too often how tough and bold I looked all the time, I thought, trying a smile could help a little.

“Please, is this where the computer class holds?” She asked

“Yes”, I nodded “You a new student?”

“Yes”, she replied walking away towards the class.

Nice shape, I thought. She had a better shape than face. Sometimes I wonder which one men prefers; the good looking face or the good shape? We didn’t talk again after that. She was always quiet in the class, just like I was. But I noticed her all the way, I can she noticed me too, but that was all.



The day I knew she could talk was during a general argument in the class, I can’t remember what exactly it was about now, but that was the day I knew she could talk.

After that day, we started talking, and that was how we became friends. About a fortnight after the computer class ended I was strolling down the estate where I lived one evening when I ran into her, surprisingly. You know I didn't think she was living anywhere close-by, we didn’t exchange address after the end of the program and I never thought I was going to meet her again. She was the first to recognize me

“Hey Dan, it’s been a long time. How're you doing?”

“Hi Rita, it’s been a while truly, you stay around here?”

“Yea, not far from here”, she pointed along the opposite direction

“Really, I didn’t know you stay around, I live in the estate”

“Really?”

“Sure”. We were standing at the edge of a minor road; the road was always busy at nights with teenagers and some adults taking night strolls particularly in the company of an opposite sex.

Since I wasn't having any particular thing I was doing, I walked with her to her place that night, she lived in a newly built house, the house has flats, mini flats and self-contained apartments, she lived in one of the self-contained apartments, the self-contained apartments were at the exterior of the compound.

I just got to know the place and left almost immediately. I needed a friend that I could talk to, I wasn’t having any at this time, and you might have probably noticed by now also that I hardly have any friends. Rita looked like someone I could make friends with.

A week after, I visited her, she was probably in need of a company too; that day we talked about our relationships; about Ann and her own boyfriend.

She had a photograph of twin girls on the wall she told me they were her kids. She had them from a broken relationship. The kids lived with her parents in their home town since she about five years when she had them. I wasn’t impressed, I didn’t really like people having children outside wedlock, but it wasn’t a problem for me as long as it wasn’t a problem for her, and beside the fact that I didn’t plan going into a relationship with, we were just friends.

After my visit that day, we began to see more often, we watched films, and talked about life in general. I was the one who was going to her place, since I lived with my parents. I liked Rita, but couldn’t describe my exact feelings for her. Sometimes when am alone with her I imagine silly things like slipping behind her and doing some naughty things with to her, but never summoned the courage to.

Let me say something else, I was never sure when a girl wants a man, I always imagined all sorts of things like, what if I tried one on her and she reacts negatively. Sometimes I feel she wanted sex with me, but I wasn’t very sure.

Maybe if I describe the way she dresses you will understand what I mean, imagine being alone with an adult female in her room and what she wears most of the time is a very short skirt hardly covering beneath her thighs, and this girls has this damn! Very attractive hot, straight, long legs, that is always uncovered. It wasn’t only the legs, she also has very busty boobs, and she which she also hardly cover. I see almost everything, I mean almost everything, because even the right under that very short skirt was never a pant.

One thing I am sure of is, most guys would have made attempts on her even when not alone in a quiet and lonely room like hers, not to talk of this very inviting and tempting atmosphere. Well, call me a slacker for all I care, I guess I am just a very different guy. No, I am not an impotent, I get the hard-on, but unless I have a prior agreement with a female that we should have sex, I don’t seduce a woman for sex, but I have been seduced severally.

It was on my third visit to Rica, I met her friend Jamie. Jamie was young but rich; she owned a cyber café and business center. That was one of the most lucrative business those days. Jamie was also beautiful, very busty and large back side She used an Audi. The first time we met, she didn’t as much showed any interest in me, it was more like she didn’t even notice my presence.

One day, I went to Rica's apartment, I met her sewing. I have forgotten to tell you that she sows and designs, she had just designed a gown and was excited when I came in, she was anxious to show the gown to me. I should mention also that she was into a big designing business; she designed clothes for rich clients, and was making good money from the business. Most of her clients were politicians in the town.

As usual, she wore a short revealing dress, this time, a very short fitting gown, the gown was hardly beneath her thighs, I mean you needn’t try hard to look to her see it, her breasts shot out from the the tight gown, nipples pointing to me, like I should touch them, she had on no bra. Honestly I had a great huge to grab her and squeeze some hell out of those boobs....

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