THE ONE NIGHT STAND PT. 3
With disappointment written all over her face and a stare that could kill, Tola inquired of her neighbor Flora what she wanted without even stepping aside for her to enter. She always enjoyed Flora's juicy gist but that was the least of her problems now. Pushing her aside, the Benin girl whose inseparable romance with bleaching, evident in her multicolored skin tone, the grey patch on each of her cheek bones and large stretch marks went into the sitting room.
"Tola why you dey drink na? You and your 'boifen' don dey kwata again?" she asked looking at Tola who was already tipsy. Despite moving down to Lagos two years ago, the hair stylist who grew up in Benin city still found it difficult to pronounce some words correctly. Her accent actually made her gist always fun to Tola.
Seeing that Tola was not responding, she stated what brought her to her flat.
"Errr e get one mask party wey dey happen for my friend club today, I like make we go" she said.
"Flora I'm not in a good mood please, I don't want to go" Tola replied yawning. She was tired and pissed, clubbing was the last thing she wanted to do moreover, she always clubbed with David.
"The idiot!" she thought, why did she still care about him? Thinking about it now, she decided to go for the party.
"Oya I will go, but I don't have mask or costume o" she said turning to Flora who was chewing her gum in an irritating way. She really wasn't in the mood to lecture Flora on her manners so she let it slide.
"No worry, I get mask for you, make we go check your wardrobe for cloth" she said still chewing.
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The club was full with both men and women all masked, Tola could only recognize Flora from her leopard print bum short and horn-like mask. Squeezing pass men and women digging it out on the dance floor as the DJ gave them crazy jamz, Tola found her way to an empty seat, she wanted to be anti-social in this club, moreover she was already tipsy from home. Looking around, she saw a big 'bootied' girl rocking a fat guy at the far end of the club, she smiled, she knew Flora loved fat men and always went for them. According to her, fat men usually don't get an equivalence of what they pay you, once you give them the first round, they would fall asleep and snore till the next day unlike their slim counterparts who would want to take more than they paid for, thinking about it now, Tola shook her head smiling.
She wanted to drink badly, she never clubbed alone so ordering for drinks was like a big work for her,she sat there thinking and wishing David was with her, her phone rang, bringing it out of her bag enthusiastically, she saw it was a flash from a private number.
"whoever this fool is, he or she should continue" she hissed dropping the phone. It rang again, looking at the phone, she was disappointed and more pissed to see it was a call from GLO. Switching the phone off, she tossed it into her small bag and continued looking at the dancers.
"Excuse me madam" a young unmasked bartender said presenting a bottle of Hennessy to her.
"I did not order for a drink" she replied the young man.
"I know ma'am, the young man over there did" he said pointing to a corner, looking quite impatient.
"Who is........." he was gone before she could even complete her statement.
Looking at the bottle, her favorite drink, she smiled to herself, she wanted to drink badly and she would not be the first girl to get a drink from a guy in the club. She opened it and poured a little into the glass in front of her. A surge of happiness went through her, she loved Hennessy so much and she wanted to get drunk so badly.
Just like the content of the bottle, she was gone, dead drunk, horny and hyperactive. Staggering up, she felt a firm hand hold her, smiling as she turned round to look at who her helper was, she said
"I'm okay, thanks".
Without a word, he pulled her to himself as he spun her around so her butts were touching his groin. She responded by rolling her waist on him, rocking him hard, doing justice to the DJ's Jamz. Chuckling as she felt his hardness on her butts, she loved the effect she was having on this stranger, after all, this night was all about being naughty, she was single and not cheating on anyone.
The car came to a halt in front of a building, she didn't know if it was a hotel or not, she didn't care. All she cared about now was getting laid, she saw faint frames walk in and out of the building, 'her partner' still masked, helped her out of the car and they both walked into the reception.
Few minutes later, they were behind closed doors, tearing at each others' clothes, removing her mask, she made for 'her partner's' own, holding her hands, he kissed them trailing his tongue down to her neck and kissing softly. Gasping as he nibbled at her ear lobes, she let out soft moans, cupping her left breast and he continued kissing her neck, she started sobbing, telling him about her relationship, how she ended it because of what she heard, why she had come to the club and how she still loved her boyfriend but was hurt. Stopping, he took a look at her naked body and stroke her tit like he didn't pay attention to all she just said.
Lifting her hand to yank off his mask, he placed his mouth over her nipple and suckled, she dropped her hand and gripped his arms. She didn't care if he was a monster behind that mask or a prince charming, all she cared about right now was that he continued with what he was doing to her body.
Hehehe, continuation tomorrow *pink kisses sweethearts*
"Tola why you dey drink na? You and your 'boifen' don dey kwata again?" she asked looking at Tola who was already tipsy. Despite moving down to Lagos two years ago, the hair stylist who grew up in Benin city still found it difficult to pronounce some words correctly. Her accent actually made her gist always fun to Tola.
Seeing that Tola was not responding, she stated what brought her to her flat.
"Errr e get one mask party wey dey happen for my friend club today, I like make we go" she said.
"Flora I'm not in a good mood please, I don't want to go" Tola replied yawning. She was tired and pissed, clubbing was the last thing she wanted to do moreover, she always clubbed with David.
"The idiot!" she thought, why did she still care about him? Thinking about it now, she decided to go for the party.
"Oya I will go, but I don't have mask or costume o" she said turning to Flora who was chewing her gum in an irritating way. She really wasn't in the mood to lecture Flora on her manners so she let it slide.
"No worry, I get mask for you, make we go check your wardrobe for cloth" she said still chewing.
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The club was full with both men and women all masked, Tola could only recognize Flora from her leopard print bum short and horn-like mask. Squeezing pass men and women digging it out on the dance floor as the DJ gave them crazy jamz, Tola found her way to an empty seat, she wanted to be anti-social in this club, moreover she was already tipsy from home. Looking around, she saw a big 'bootied' girl rocking a fat guy at the far end of the club, she smiled, she knew Flora loved fat men and always went for them. According to her, fat men usually don't get an equivalence of what they pay you, once you give them the first round, they would fall asleep and snore till the next day unlike their slim counterparts who would want to take more than they paid for, thinking about it now, Tola shook her head smiling.
She wanted to drink badly, she never clubbed alone so ordering for drinks was like a big work for her,she sat there thinking and wishing David was with her, her phone rang, bringing it out of her bag enthusiastically, she saw it was a flash from a private number.
"whoever this fool is, he or she should continue" she hissed dropping the phone. It rang again, looking at the phone, she was disappointed and more pissed to see it was a call from GLO. Switching the phone off, she tossed it into her small bag and continued looking at the dancers.
"Excuse me madam" a young unmasked bartender said presenting a bottle of Hennessy to her.
"I did not order for a drink" she replied the young man.
"I know ma'am, the young man over there did" he said pointing to a corner, looking quite impatient.
"Who is........." he was gone before she could even complete her statement.
Looking at the bottle, her favorite drink, she smiled to herself, she wanted to drink badly and she would not be the first girl to get a drink from a guy in the club. She opened it and poured a little into the glass in front of her. A surge of happiness went through her, she loved Hennessy so much and she wanted to get drunk so badly.
Just like the content of the bottle, she was gone, dead drunk, horny and hyperactive. Staggering up, she felt a firm hand hold her, smiling as she turned round to look at who her helper was, she said
"I'm okay, thanks".
Without a word, he pulled her to himself as he spun her around so her butts were touching his groin. She responded by rolling her waist on him, rocking him hard, doing justice to the DJ's Jamz. Chuckling as she felt his hardness on her butts, she loved the effect she was having on this stranger, after all, this night was all about being naughty, she was single and not cheating on anyone.
The car came to a halt in front of a building, she didn't know if it was a hotel or not, she didn't care. All she cared about now was getting laid, she saw faint frames walk in and out of the building, 'her partner' still masked, helped her out of the car and they both walked into the reception.
Few minutes later, they were behind closed doors, tearing at each others' clothes, removing her mask, she made for 'her partner's' own, holding her hands, he kissed them trailing his tongue down to her neck and kissing softly. Gasping as he nibbled at her ear lobes, she let out soft moans, cupping her left breast and he continued kissing her neck, she started sobbing, telling him about her relationship, how she ended it because of what she heard, why she had come to the club and how she still loved her boyfriend but was hurt. Stopping, he took a look at her naked body and stroke her tit like he didn't pay attention to all she just said.
Lifting her hand to yank off his mask, he placed his mouth over her nipple and suckled, she dropped her hand and gripped his arms. She didn't care if he was a monster behind that mask or a prince charming, all she cared about right now was that he continued with what he was doing to her body.
Hehehe, continuation tomorrow *pink kisses sweethearts*
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