In the middle of our kisses we had the door being locked. It is when it hit me that Betty did not close the door when she came in
Rita standing right in front of us. ’It’s not what you are thinking madam’ Betty shouted as she unplanted a kiss off me, her knees knocking each other vigorously. From her face, Rita seemed to understand the plight of adolescents. “Beatrice, you are now grown-ups, don’t be afraid of what you are doing but be careful how you do it’ that statement seemed to bring some courage to Betty.
She turned and faced me,’ Conrad you know you are very handsome, all this while I have been watching you guys from the window and to be honest am turned on’ Rita said. With a smile plastered all over her face, Rita started unbuttoning her white silk top, exposing a well
packed package but she did not remove her black brassiere. She then unbuttoned her black glossy khaki trouser and thong exposing her blotted belly and curvy hips. Betty and I were in shock.’Guys, we need to try this’ Rita said as she crawled towards me.
It was fun, I loved everything that we did. They made me happy and I made them too. At around 11am I received a text from Sabrina, the Somali girl I told you about. She was confirming if I was still going to help her with forex trading. I did not respond to her immediately. I did not want Beatrice and Rita to note that I was texting a lady. You know how ladies behave when you shift attention. I let Beatrice and Rita leave at their own convenience. Rita left early for she was already late for work. Beatrice followed almost immediately after she helped me stretch my sheets and dispose.
I replied Sabrina and informed her I was on the way. I took a shower and changed to my Khaki trouser and Levis T-shirt. I took a nduthi outside the gate and left to meet Sabrina. When I got to their gate I called her, she picked and informed me to wait at their gate. She picked me and we proceeded to their home. Immediately we entered, I was welcomed with 6 smiling lasses. 5 were of Somali origin and 1 of Indian origin. After the unnecessary introduction, I learnt that they were all first year students at Egerton, tackling finance option.
I folded my sleeves and went down to business; tackling forex trading. A good teacher should first introduce self to the students and give them your contacts. I did exactly that.
A phone vibrating in my pocket interrupted my class. I was hardly 30Mins into the lesson. When I removed my phone from the pocket I found it was Rita calling. I excused myself and rushed outside. ‘Beb?’ It was how Rita started. That word alone brought back so many memories.
Memories of love. It was almost a month since we had a conversation like this
‘Uko free tuongee?’ Rita asked…….TO BE CONTINUED