IN HER BOSOM...
From his days as a young adult, the reoccurring word that constantly rang in the ears of Chief Badmus Adekanye was, ‘hustle’. No doubt this had also propelled him to strive for excellence in all he did, refusing to settle for less. Despite being the last child from an average family of 9, he had made up his mind not to allow his background to determine his destiny or limit his success and this had become his reality.
Today was one of those days
when he just wanted to relax at home and take stock of all he had achieved in
his 56 years of existence. Although his family had been invited by one of his
business associates to celebrate a contract he had secured from the government,
he was just reluctant about the invitation. He couldn’t give a reason for not
wanting to go so he sent his 3 wives and children with gifts to represent him
at the event.
Chief Badmus strolled from his
room upstairs, taking in every item in his sitting room that oozed money, to
the verandah as the cool evening breeze hit his face. Looking out into the neighbourhood
that housed his family mansion, he knew that passersby would see him so he decided
to take a walk around the compound and enjoy the piercing silence.
He was sure that his domestic
staffs were out too so it was an opportunity to relish the solitude. He was
turning into the corner that led to the back of the house when he heard
footsteps.
Wondering who it was, he
followed the sound only to discover it was someone who was taking the clothes spread
at the back of the compound.
Who
could this be? Chief thought within himself as he quietly
followed the figure from a distance.
Obviously, the person was
heading towards the staff quarters but he was curious to know why there was
someone in the compound when everyone was out merrying so he kept following
from a distance.
By the time he got to the
entrance of the staff quarters’, the person had entered, he noticed it was
opened so he walked in quietly before he heard a sound. It was the splashing of
water from the shower and it was loud enough because the bathroom door was open
too.
Just as he walked to the front
of the bathroom door, it was not up to a second when it happened. The boneless
blood vessel in between his legs saw it first as it responded with a full erection
before his eyes could comprehend what it saw.
There she stood, in all her glory,
as naked as a newborn baby with water flowing from the opened shower above her
head running down from her face to her
neck, shoulders, down to her large succulent bosom whose nipples were hard
and a shade darker, to her belly button and down to her long legs.
Immediately their eyes met, she
quickly grabbed her towel from where it hung and wrapped it around her body
hoping that as she wiped her body, she would wipe off the memory of what he
just saw. Shame was an understatement to what she felt as she looked up to meet
his eyes again.
“Good evening, Chief.”
“Good evening, pretty. And
what’s a beautiful damsel like you called?” Chief asked as she engaged her with
his eyes not wanting her to see the erection of his third leg protruding from
his trouser.
“Sheila, sir. My name is
Sheila. I am Martins, the Gardner’s fiancée.”
“Interesting! So why are you not
out with every other domestic staff?”
“I came to spend some time with
my fiancée but he received a call from home that his mother was ill and had to
travel to see her. I just wanted to stay a little while till he returns. I hope
that is not a problem, Chief,” her eyes pleaded before she looked down.
“Not a problem at all. In fact,
I am glad you did,” Chief closed the gap between them, pulled the towel from
her body, and dropped it on the floor before planting a kiss on her lips, her
neck, and slowly going down to everything below, teasing and tasting.
Struggling to stay calm despite
the emotion that was already building inside her, Sheila partially moaned and
stammered as she spoke.
“Excuse me, Chief. I…I don’t
think … we should…”
“Relax, I promise you, you will
enjoy every bit of this. Just be rest assured that it will be between us,”
Chief said as his hands caressed every sensitive part of her and pulled her to
the bed in the room.
*** ***
Sheila missed her period a few
weeks later and sent a message to Chief to inform him that she was expecting a
baby. After a restless night, Chief woke up the following morning and sent for
his personal bodyguard Dele, who specialized in taking care of uncomfortable
situations.
“Good morning Chief. You sent
for me,” Dele prostrated before his boss.
“Good morning, Dele. I need you
to do something for me. Is the Gardener back?”
“No, Chief. Word is that his
mother is still very sick and has been rushed to the hospital so he may not be
coming back anytime soon.”
“Hmm. I need him in this house
latest tomorrow unfailingly.”
“Noted, boss. Would that be
all?”
“Yes, for now.”
“Done,” Dele tapped his right
fist across his left chest as a sign of loyalty and exited.
The following evening, Chief
remained uneasy even after he had been informed that Martins had returned to
save his job as instructed. Chief Badmus looked at the clock that rested on the
wall just above his bed, it was a few minutes past 1 am but sleep had eluded him.
He got up from his bed where he
slept alone as all his wives were in their respective rooms, put on his
sleeping robe and footwear, and headed for the door. The sudden urge to take a
walk around the compound was something he could not fathom.
Walking towards the staff
quarters, he noticed a figure sitting on a plastic chair outside. As he walked
closer to it, he realized the person was asleep.
“Why are you out here?” Chief
asked as he tapped the person.
“Good evening, I mean, good morning,
sir!” He replied with fright written all over his face.
“That doesn’t answer my
question.”
“I am sorry sir. I just wanted
to receive some fresh air and clear my thoughts, I didn’t know when I slept off.”
“So why not go to bed since
your body needs the sleep?”
“Chief, I feel very
uncomfortable sleeping in my bed when I know that my mother is in the hospital
bed fighting for her life.”
“But you have been with her the
past few days. I asked you to come home so that you can spend some time with
your fiancée before you return. The break will do you good before you also
break down.”
“Thank you, Chief. I appreciate
that. But I am okay here. I want to say some prayers for my mother so I
wouldn’t want to disturb anyone that is why I am out here.”
Chief looked at him with a
mixture of worry and disappointment. He wasn’t exactly sure how he felt but
knowing what was at stake, he had to press further.
“I understand you and I wish
your mother a quick recovery. You can go back tomorrow to be with her…”
“Thank you, Chief. You are very
kind,” Martins knelt to show appreciation.
“But you must take care of
yourself. Now go inside and spend some time with your fiancée before you leave.
She has been lonely for too long.”
“Okay, sir. Thank you, Chief.”
Rising to his feet and carrying
the plastic chair with him, Martins turned to Chief, “God bless you, sir. Good
night, Chief.”
“Good night, Martins.”
*** ***
“You sent for me, Chief,” Sheila
said immediately she stepped into Chief’s private chamber.
“Yes, I did. Has your fiancé
traveled?”
“Yes, Chief. He left this
morning.”
“Okay. I hope he did as
instructed. Did he…” Chief winked at her.
“Hmm. Not at all. I tried to
seduce him several times. I almost took advantage of him but he refused to
touch me. At a point, I started crying so that he would succumb but he comforted
me saying that sex was the last thing on his mind. According to him, his mother
was to undergo surgery tomorrow and he couldn’t bring himself to do anything
else.”
Chief folded his arms across
his chest while sitting on the double sofa in the room as he listened to her,
searching for a remedy to the situation. His eyes ran from Sheila's face to her
neck and down to her breasts as memories of their little escapade filled his
thoughts.
Since his coronation 11 years
ago, he had never been in such an awkward situation. He had any woman he wanted
without objection, after all, money was the solution to every issue, and that,
he had in abundance.
Martins didn’t even deserve
such a beautiful damsel like Sheila, with the meager salary he was earning, how
could he maintain her beauty regime? As Chief stared at her bosom, fresh blood
rushed through his veins, and speedily took over his manhood. He wanted another
taste of her, as a matter of fact, he should keep her for himself.
Without a second thought, he
knew what he had to do.
“You can go. Call me Dele on
your way out.”
Within the next 5 minutes, Dele
walked into Chief’s private chamber and bowed.
“Send some money to Martins for
his mother’s surgery, make sure it is successful. After that, take care of
Martins. I don’t want to set my eyes on him again.”
“Yes, Chief.”
“Treat as urgent,” Chief got up
and walked out of the room as Dele followed him closely.
***
Sheila sat on one of the sofas
in Chief’s living room weeping and rubbing her baby bump. She was
devasted after hearing the news of Martins, she knew that she had failed him by
being unfaithful but there was nothing she could do at the moment.
Her tears were not just about
his demise in a road accident on his way back after his mum’s successful
surgery, she cried because she would have to leave the staff quarters since she
had no business in the premises now that her fiancée was no longer a staff.
She wondered what would become of her and her unborn baby, she was just a pawn in the chess game of life and Chief had intentionally taken advantage of her, unfortunately.
“Sheila, I have told you that
everything would be alright. I know your worries and I am here to take care of
them. Contact your family and inform them that by the weekend I will be coming
to pay your bride price so that you can officially become my wife,” Chief said
as he rubbed her back with his right palm.
Too shocked to believe her ears,
Sheila looked up into Chief’s face searching to see a confirmation of what she
just heard.
“Yes, I mean what I am saying. You
can go and pack your things and move into the room that has already been
prepared for you as the fourth wife of Chief Badmus Adekanye. You have nothing
to fear. I am here to take care of you.”
Sheila was filled with a lot of
feelings at the moment, joy that she was getting married to a wealthy Chief,
anxiety that she would be the fourth wife, happiness that her child would have
a father, fear that she would live in competition with 3 other wives or even
more.
Life is a mystery indeed, she
was determined to focus her mind on the present pleasure and stay hopeful.
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