The Chronicles of Bewa 26: Rocking that ass

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX




Rocking that ass


This little light of mine

Am gonna let it shine

This little light of mine

Am gonna let it shine

This little light of mine

Am gonna let it shine

Let it shine, let it shine

I sang loudly alone with the choristers and the church members. Marcus was right about another thing. I felt alone and I didn’t know I was alone until I was with my people. I danced and jumped with joy and happiness as different Nigerian songs in both English, Yoruba and igbo was been sang. The prayer session was highly powerful and the sermon was amazing. During the newcomers’ session, I was warmly welcomed and at the end of the church service, different people introduced themselves to me. I was pretty sure that if Alice came into the church with me, she won’t allow me to meet so many people

One particular young slim pretty lady with light skin walked towards me in her expensive lace. Round faced and slightly tall with a wedding ring on her left fourth finger

“Hello, I am Dr. Joy Eruese” she introduced her to me and hugged me

“Please call me Bewa” I said as I gently pulled from the hug

“It is nice to have you among us”

“I am glad to be here too”

“And I see you girl, rocking that ass”

Oh really, I was?

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean…”

“Girl, you don’t have to apologize for rocking your ass, I mean what is the point of having it in the first place if you can’t use it” she cut in “I am just appreciating the goodness of God in your life”

Okay! It seems this lady is from the hood

“Thank you”

“How has life been treating you in France” she asked softly

“The first few months were a bit shaking but now I am getting the hang of it”

“I feel you, Marcus made it sound like you almost died”

“You know Marcus?” I asked in surprise

“Yes, he is in our band, he asked me to keep an eye on you and make you feel welcome. He said France has not exactly be treating you well”

I felt an aching warmth in my body at the unwanted affection I keep receiving from this stranger. Why can’t my husband be like him?

“So Marcus is in a band?” I muttered sassily 

“Yeah and very a good drummer”

“Oh wow! I never thought an A-lister footballer will be a drummer”

I saw her shoulder drop as her eyes held so much pain

“I know he is rich and all but you don’t know how choking been in the limelight can” she explained 

“So he is a band to de-stress?”

“Yes, that is the way to put it. We all have tedious jobs, so we come together twice a month to sing and dance”

“Like the kegitte?”

“Yes, like the Kegitte but without palm wine” we both chuckled “You should check us out, our band can use a good dancer like you”

As tempting as the offer sounds, I can’t be around Marcus. For my marriage and Alice’s sanity 

“I will love to but right now, I just need to focus on settling down”

“I feel you, when I just came to France, adjusting was really hard for both my husband and I. so I understand where you are coming from but if you change your mind, please call me” she hands her business card to me

“It is really nice meeting you, Bewaji”

“Same” I responded with a bright smile on my face and watched her walk away


I sat outdoor in my terrace as the moon finds its way to the sky catching up on the new episode of Power: Book II. I started following this series when the Book I was been aired. Ghost was a drug lord and he fucked up his family because of a woman. If he had stayed faithful to his wife and not his dick, then his daughter won’t have died and his son won’t be a drug lord on the run from the feds and his rivals. Everything that happens in life leads to something else like a chain reaction. 

I think the word is a rippple effect

I hear the door to my room open

“I know you said you want a complete series but Alice, you need to see this, Effie is a bitch but I love her” I stated 

I focused my attention back on the movie I was watching on my laptop when I got no reply. Effie has betrayed Tariq like a billion time now and you would think he would stay the fuck away from her but that nigga kept going back to her time after time. I watch as Effie threw her head as he went down on her.

Suddenly, that image popped up in my head, my husband’s head in between leg sucking my pussy. I let out a loud heavy sigh as the memories from our first night together pops into my head. That feeling when he entered me, his mouth on my breast, his breath on my skin, the tingling of my skin when he placed his lips on my body, the painful yet delicious poking of my vagina, the warmth of his essence creaming my insides as the intense desire I never felt before rushed through me

God! I miss him

I slowly placed my hand on my clit and started massaging with my clothes on. I would do anything to have him in between my legs again. To feel him inside me….

“You love Effie?” a sullen voice behind me asked and I jumped up, unconsciously slamming the laptop before turning to look at the intruder.

And there he was, the figment of my imagination

“Kylian!” I called out in shock. 

In my defence, I was not expecting him. I mean it is not even a month since our last copulation. 

Oh my God! Did he hear about Marcus? I thought we were friends, how could Alice just snitch on me 

“Hey” he muttered

“What are doing you here?” I blurted out. Even without seeing the confusion on his face, I knew I sounded rude

“Excuse me?”

“I am sorry for how it came out” I said as I shake my head in nervousness “Alice didn’t tell me you were coming, so I was not expecting you”

“You said you wanted to talk”

I did text him that but…Really? He came because I wanted to talk to him. I mean, I can’t count the number of times that I wanted to talk to him but got nothing in return. All of a sudden. He is responding to my calls. 

Wait a minute, so he was really reading my messages and he just decided not to respond back

“Yes…”

“I am here now, talk”

He moved back into my bedroom and sat on the bed. I moved the small cushion in my room closer to the bed and sat opposite him. I looked at him and got lost in his face

“What do you want to talk to me about?” he yelped

“I am sorry” I sighed as I tried to get myself together “The result for the test I did came out and I have….”

“I know already” he cut smoothly in a cool voice

“What?”

“Your condition, I know you can’t have babies now”

Shit! Alice snitched on me

“I should be the one telling you that and not Alice”

“I didn’t hear it from Alice, Monica told me”

“Who is Monica?”

“The doctor”

Shit! That bitch! What did she tell him? I can’t believe she went behind my back to my husband. How dare her? She had no right at all

“I don’t know what she told you but my hormones are just fucked up, I can be cured with medic….”

“I told you I know everything” he retorted 

Then if he know, why is he here?

“Then why are you here if you know?”

“You said you wanted to talk about something, I didn’t know it was about that”

“You could have called me or replied my messages, I would have saved you the trip” I retorted in annoyance

“Monica also said that we make use of your ovulation

"Make use as in...." I said in confusion, 

Sex, sex, he is talking about sex, when did you become so dumb, Bewaji. My inner voice barked at me

“Oh!" I exclaimed "She didn’t tell me that” I countered back

“You think I am lying”

“Of course not, I am just saying.... So you think I am ovulating”

“Are you not?”

I am, so I looked away. I wondered how he knew and I know the answer to that. 

He came to fuck me and that is why he is here not because he wanted to talk to me. He came because he wanted babies. I should be mad but I am not. 

I love fucking him 

I stood up from the cushion

“I will ask Maria to make you something to eat you first while you freshen up”

“Okay but something light and I have it on the terrace”

I opened the door and walked out of the master’s bedroom



TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SATURDAY, 9.00PM WAT


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