Radio after dark

Written by @big_stan

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Chapter Seven

Femi just got out of the shower with a towel around his waist, wondering who’s trying to break down the door. He’d spent almost two hours at the gym and he was really feeling the effect on his body and he was hungry. “Who’s it!” he called out for he wasn’t expecting anybody and Chioma would have let herself in if she’d been the one. “It’s me, Femi.” He wasn’t expecting Darasimi today till later tomorrow but right now, He would rather enjoy her company than spend a lonely evening listening to the radio. Darasimi was one of the very few women in whose presence he was comfortable being undressed in. They’d spent couple of nights together and nothing happened so her coming over definitely shouldn’t be an issue, moreover he also wanted to know how her little errand with Tunde went. So he opened the door and let her in. He caught the whiff of alcohol on her breath as she walked past him into the living room and wondered when his bestie started drinking.
“I really don’t see what Chioma found in that creep. Some ladies would have something good and won’t appreciate it till it’s gone, she doesn’t even know that he’s married.” “She deserves whatever is coming to her. So how did it go with Tunde, what happened?” He asked her as he went into the room to put on shorts and apply cologne. He loved his body and how toned he was, but Darasimi was the last person he hoped would be impressed with his body, for she always teased his lack of six packs, after all she’s seen him half dressed many times. “Come and see a movie!” she called out, wanting to feel him next to her and be lost in his cologne. Darasimi loved to smell nice but she got that trait from Femi. Back then in school, she’d always go to his room to spray whatever perfumes she found and Femi was a sucker for perfumes, He was a connoisseur of good perfumes. He had a smell that was uniquely his and whenever she travelled, she craved and missed that smell.
Femi stood there a moment, thinking if it would be proper to make a move on his best friend, after all she was single and he wouldn’t call what he was currently in, a relationship. No one really understood you like your best friend. And he also knew that with her, He was sure of forever within a numbered days. “What movie is that?  Hope it’s not an Indian movie?” “This one is way better.” She said as she adjusted a little so he could sit next to her and his smell took over her senses for a minute. Femi had always known how she loved his smell. “open your eyes jor. Let’s see the movie.” He put his hand across her shoulders as she cozied up Into his arms. God she really loved her bestie. She turned the phone into landscape mode and then pressed play. She knew what was about to unfold but Femi definitely wasn’t ready. “Wow! Where did you stay to video them?” “I didn’t stay anywhere to video them, this is a live feed.” Femi watched in pain as the girl he’d been in love with for 3 years suck on the dick of his old friend and Tunde had his hands on her head as she performed oral sex on him like a pro. This was someone that kept telling him oral sex disgusted her. He didn’t want to watch the video anymore. Darasimi could feel his pain too. She stopped the video and started playing the audio recording she had of her conversation with Tunde. It was as clear as bell, like he was in the room with them. “I would give you my memory card tomorrow so you can proceed to the next stage. Their plan was to send the video and audio evidence to Tunde’s wife and an exclusive to Linda Ikeji’s Blog, that way, the world can watch how two people with loving partners would disregard that love and hurt the people that love them. In the audio recording, they both heard Chioma telling Tunde that she’d been single for over a year and Tunde had finally given her reasons for wanting to be in a relationship again.
Femi stood up, walked to the wall and started looking at the painting he got a week ago of some Labrador puppies. He was looking at the painting but the image etched on his mind was the happy face of Chioma as she performed oral sex on his old friend. Darasimi’s cameras didn’t miss anything. He didn’t hear her when she stood up, so when she wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, He definitely wasn’t prepared for the surging hormones that flooded his body. He turned around to look at her. She held on and looked up into his teary eyes and through her own teary eyes, laced with alcohol, she saw how badly he was hurting and she felt for him. She stood on tiptoe and gave him a peck on his lips. Femi didn’t know where it came from but the peck from Darasimi just broke his dam of control as he held her head and kissed her. He kissed her in a way that emptied his soul into another human being and this happened to be his bestie. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she did some emptying of herself into him. She’d always fantasized how lovely it would be to kiss Femi, she’d even played it out in her head many times but she still wasn’t prepared for the intensity of this kiss. Femi was by far the best kisser she’d ever had. He definitely was one of those few men that would kiss you and your panties would fall off by themselves. Good thing her panties won’t be falling off cos they were in her purse. She was thinking of this moment on her way here and the thought seeped into her panties soaking it, so she had to take it off. She started to feel weak and wobbly as the kiss started taking her to places and vistas she’d never been to. Without breaking the kiss, they both got down to the floor. Her hands were all over Femi, rubbing his chest, rubbing his nipples. Being his best friend for so long, she knew all his trigger points and he knew hers as well for they’d both had lengthy conversations on what their trigger points were. In her befuddled state, she remembered all of his. Alarm bells started going off in Femi’s head but he ignored them, for if there was anything he’d ever done right, it was what he was currently doing. He started to kiss her eyes, her nose, her ears and her neck and she kept pinching both his nipples. Darasimi started to feel like her body was on fire when he started to kiss on her neck. She loved the gown she had on and didn’t want the heat from her body to burn it. She gasped when Femi brought out her left breast and closed his mouth on her right nipple. She saw angels waving at her when he started to suck on her nipple. She would have waved back but she was in a mushy state and the only strength she had was coming out through her mouth in moans. Femi started to pinch her other nipple while still sucking on her right nipple. Then he stopped and asked her a very stupid question. “Darasimi, do you really want to do this?” She looked at him with eyes that could rival Medusa’s. What kind of question was that? She’d made love to him more than hundred times in her head and she still was seeing the fading white lights of heaven from all the emotions he’d awaken within her. She couldn’t even give a legible answer. When she opened her mouth to talk, all that came out was a “yes” that was more of a moan. She stood up, got rid of the gown and took off her bra. If in some way he didn’t hear her “yes”, He most definitely would hear the “yes” her body was telling him. Femi never really got the concept of body language till now. He watched his bestie stand nude before him in all her curvy glory and he wondered what made him blind to this all these years. He reached out his hand to her and brought her down to the floor with him. And he started to kiss her all over. He went back to her left nipple that was already hard like nails while his fingers went down to the heat between her legs. She was leaking happy juices. He paused to lick his fingers, she tasted sweet, like fruits. Then he kissed her stomach, making his way down to the centre of her essence. He started to kiss her inner thighs as she tried effortlessly to push his head to the place she desperately wanted him to show some love to. Without warning, He kissed her fully on her pussy and then gave her clit a long slow lick with his tongue and then started to suck on her clit while he slided a finger into her warm moist walls. The sensation was sublime. She was seeing stars and different shooting lights. She’d been with different lovers but none of them was this good. Femi was there between her legs, using his mouth and tongue to connect her body to the clouds. She felt she was floating and her legs started to shake as she struggled to walk on the clouds Femi had sent her to.
He kept wondering how a woman could be this sweet. He was between her legs, lapping up her juices like a man lost in the desert that just stumbled on an oasis. He planted circular strokes on her engorged clit before sucking on it. While his two fingers kept going in and out of her, making her moan like a banshee. Darasimi started to shake her legs wildly as she came in waves, like an ocean hitting the shore but Femi still didn’t stop the good torture he was doling out on her. She had multiple orgasms in minutes and then started to push his head away before she dissolved into a wet mess. When Femi got up on his knees, she saw her juices on his chin but her eyes went down his body and saw the outline of his dick straining like a horse that wants to be let out of the stable. She reached out for his waist and pulled his shorts down. She did a double take at the length and girth of his dick. She wondered how she’d be able to take all of him, but her body shocked and betrayed her again as he positioned himself between her legs, raised her legs up in a 10 past 10 position and she held her spread legs as he eased into her. Her walls held and released him, too slick and wet to resist the intrusion. He was deep in her and then she gasped his name. He moaned hers too and then let the horse take over.
Spent and exhausted, Femi cuddled her in his arms as she slept satisfied and happy. He just lost his best friend, but he found his wife. That was when he realized that no matter what happens between Chioma and Tunde, between Tunde and his wife, He wouldn’t let anything spoil what he would have with Darasimi. Then he got up, covered Darasimi up with a blanket for it was starting to get cold, then he took her handset and watched the live feed. He took the video back to the very beginning and watched it till the end. He didn’t feel hurt anymore, just disappointed. Then he took out the memory card, walked to his laptop, and uploaded the evidence to two separate addresses. Then walked back to Darasimi laid, in a dreamless sleep, watched her for a while and then started to kiss her awake.

Chapter Eight
The smell of pancakes filled the air, Darasimi tried waking up but she was still so exhausted. The clock on the Wall said it was past 8. She couldn’t believe it. She had always been an insomniac but Femi gave her a good pill last night that knocked her out.
One thing Femi was good at, besides banking and making love, was pancakes. Darasimi had tasted his pancakes once and she almost threw up, but then again that was years ago when he was still learning how to make it. He had woken up early around 4am and had just sat watching Darasimi sleep, He loved the fact that she was hairy, He started to notice things about her he’d never taken note of, before. Especially the hair on her arms, the cute mole on her left breast and the birthmark above her navel. He watched her sleep for almost two hours and then he went to sleep again and now, here in the kitchen he was making pancakes, He hoped breakfast on the floor would replace the cliché ‘breakfast in bed” ladies read about in novels. He was being very careful with the hot oils and pans because he was cooking in the nude and didn’t want to have to explain to a doctor how oil singed his nether regions.
The smell of the pancakes made Darasimi’s stomach start to feel as if her throat had been cut off. She started to collect her thoughts and the mere thought of everything that happened was already starting to make her feel hot again. She was already feeling awkward and didn’t Know how she would face Femi. She wondered what he must be thinking of her now. She got her gown and tiptoed her way to the bathroom, her happy juices had caked on her thighs and butt, a reminder of how much time she saw stars. She went into the restroom with her phone. Then she watched the live feed and screamed.
“Are you okay, Dara? Is everything alright in there?”, He asked as he turned the door knob to open it, but it was locked from inside. “I’m fine, Femi. I would be out soon.” But she was very far from fine. The live feed was gone and she didn’t Know where or how that happened and she didn’t Want to ask Femi until she was sure of what happened, they both watched it yesterday evening before they started making love. Did she mistakenly delete it?  She hoped not. This definitely wasn’t the time for this. Another knock on the door and Femi let her know he had a toothbrush and one of his shirts and shorts for her to wear. She opened the door to collect it but she couldn’t look in his eyes. She felt she’d disappointed him with her carelessness for how could she explain that she was so horny she accidentally deleted the only evidence they had? Femi held her outstretched hand and she had to look up at his face because looking down would mean having to look at his goods, for he was still naked and right now she wanted her wits around her. “Are you really okay, Dara?” “I’m fine Femi. I’d be with you shortly.” With hat, she locked the door and went back to searching her phone. When she turned on the mobile data on her phone and her notifications started coming in, she realized that why she slept, the world didn’t sleep with her.
Chioma got to the office earlier than usual looking happy in her brand new suit and shoes. Memories of the night before still lingered. Leke was definitely not as good as Femi but Leke seriously aimed to please, but she was the one doing all the work on him last night. She sat at her desk, day dreaming and didn’t notice all the funny stares she was getting from colleagues and customers. Today’s definitely the day she would break up with Femi. She planned on asking Leke today as well to get serious with her or lose her.
People generally didn’t cheat in good relationships, so Hadiza wondered what went wrong in their marriage in the space of a few hours that would make her husband cheat on her. The same man that called her on the phone four hours ago, was the same man in the video that has gone viral on the internet making love with another woman and making the woman believe that his name was Leke and he was a single man. She gave up on her dreams to be the best wife and mother just so this man was happy. Whoever sent her the video and audio evidence must be related in some way with the woman in the video. She knew Tunde was yet to see how popular he had become for he wasn’t an internet savvy person, so she proceeded to call him and tell him of his new celebrity status.
He sat up in bed, ordered room service and was watching the music channel, admiring the ladies gyrating in Timaya’s new video. He definitely felt so good. Chioma really put in an amazing performance last night. He was going to see about making her nightly stay a permanent feature but that could definitely wait because after breakfast, He planned on calling up the lady from yesterday, Brandy. For all the time he was with Chioma, He kept imagining that she was Brandy and that kept him going, but today, He was going to get the real thing. He went to unlock the door to room service and then heard the ringtone he’d known for 2 whole years. Anytime he heard “No Air”, He already knew it was his wife calling. The room service guy had a foolish smile plastered on his face as he pushed in the trolley, but ignored him and jumped on the bed and picked up the phone on the second ring.

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