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Nigeria's leading fictional story blog - CHASING LOVE: LAGOS TO ABUJA - Episode 1, MMM, Blinker Supermarket in Asokoro, Wakkis restaurant, on Aminu Kano Crescent, Adetokunbo Ademola Crescent, Abuja, love, University of Lagos, Play Lounge night club, hotel.

His skin glistened as he rolled gently out of bed. My eyes were fixated on his body – his bulging muscles that gyrated with ebullience with every tiny move of his body and his glossy skin, which radiated life as the fluorescent light bounced off it. What a lucky woman I am, I thought to myself. At forty two, it was inconceivable that such a good looking twenty two-year-old was actually seeing me. I lay flat on the bed, fagged out from another session of marathon sex. A glowing smile that smacked of iridescent joy and complete satisfaction hung pleasantly over my face. I could nearly see a glow of joy emerging from my fulfilled heart. This was pure joy.

“What have you planned for today?” Yinka asked me as he headed for the bathroom. I barely heard him. I was busy thinking of him all over me moments ago. “Did you hear me, Funmi?” Yinka asked, raising his voice this time. “What did you say, honey?” I asked, smiling. “Are we doing anything today?” “Yes darling, we are going to burn some of that my MMM return. I got paid 250,000 naira for my 30,000 naira investment. I guess we can celebrate the glory of MMM while folks are crying and beating their heads against the wall for the crashing of MMM. We are going to Blinker Supermarket in Asokoro for some shopping darling.

“At Blinker Supermarket, you can pick up some new clothes in preparation for your return to school (University of Lagos). I will pay for anything…the finest clothing for you, my love. From there, we will head out to Wakkis restaurant, on Aminu Kano Crescent. I want to treat you to the finest fusion of Indian-Nigerian cuisine in the country. When we have eaten to our fill, we will return here and make love again…in the heat of the afternoon, we will roll all over this massive hotel suite with the air conditioner shunting away at full blast. Then at night, we will be going to Play Lounge night club on Adetokunbo Ademola Crescent, perhaps the best nightclub in Abuja and the country at large. You know what comes after that?” I asked him with a cheeky smile on my face.

“We’ll come back here and I’ll rock your world again!” Yinka said, returning my smile. “You can read my mind, can’t you?” “Pretty much, my love. We are going to Blinker Supermarket?” “Yes, darling!” “And then Wakkis restaurant? And Play Lounge night club?” His eyes were glistening with brilliant energy and excitement. “Yes my love, we are,” I answered him, stretching my arms. He walked back into my arms and held me. I was completely naked, so before I knew it, I was moaning again…pleasurably. With my eyes shut, Yinka and made love again. I didn’t want it to end. When we were done, he lay beside me sweating and breathing hard. I lay on my back, breathing just as hard. A streak of tears began to drop from each of my eyes, languidly descending down my happy and satisfied face. “What is it?” Yinka asked, his voice laced with concern. “Nothing, my love…nothing but pure joy. You…you make me so happy. I don’t know what my life would be without you, Yinka.”

As if on cue, my phone rang. I ignored it, staring into Yinka’s face as he began to kiss me again, but my phone won’t stop ringing. I rolled over and picked it up. A frown quickly colonized my face. It was my husband – the last person I wanted to talk to at that very point in time. I cleared my throat before answering it, reluctantly. “Hello!” “Hello sweetheart, how is Abuja?” He sounded exuberant. “Abuja is fine, my dear.” “The conference is going well?” “Yes love. I did not realize the International conference center Abuja was such a massive arena. I had driven past it several times, but being inside it…it is a whole new world. I am loving the conference,” I lied. Yinka was stroking me as I spoke, forcing me to smile and stare into his handsome eyes.

“Yes, it is a very big and beautiful place. I hope the government does not allow it to become dilapidated like the National Arts Theater Iganmu, Lagos. I am glad you are enjoying your conference though. I can’t wait to see you next week.” “Me to, honey,” I lied yet again. I had been married to my husband for nearly twenty four years. I was a teenager when we got married. I guess I can say that I did not fully enjoy my teenage years. I remained loyal and faithful to him all through our marriage…until some two years ago when I met Yinka.

I had decided to return to university to get a degree. With my husband, Aremu being very rich, I never had to look for a job nor pursue a degree. He opened up a boutique for me in Lagos and pumped a lot of money into it. The boutique took off right away – money talks. After our children had left for university, I began to feel empty, so I began to make plans to return to school. Eventually, I was admitted into University of Lagos to study Economics. Thinking about it now, I realize I just wanted to do new things, meet other people out of my regular circle after so many years…and I met new people indeed.

Yinka was one of the brightest students in my class. Soon, he was helping me with my assignments. I enjoyed the atmosphere at University of Lagos – the student parties, the shows, exhibitions, award dinners…you name it. I went to every one of them. At forty two, I still look like I was twenty eight, so you could not tell my age. All of a sudden, I was sleeping with Yinka. I began to stuff money down his throat while he satisfied my sexual desires. I became hooked…addicted to Yinka.

“Okay love, I have to leave now,” I lied. “Great. Have a good time honey,” he said. “When are you going to leave him, really?” Yinka asked as I was dropping my phone. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Do you really want me to leave him?” “Well, you have a lot of money saved up. Your business is in your name and you have other investments here and there. What are you still doing with him? He is much older than you are and you obviously don’t love him anymore.” “Would you marry me if I left him?” “Why not?” “Really?” “Yes, I will. I like older women. Besides, you look like you were twenty seven or something.” “What about your family?” “Leave that to me, Funmi!” “I…I have to think about it, Yinka.”

“Okay, you do darling. I want you to know that I would do anything for you,” he said. I loved him with every breath that I drew and every drop of blood that journeyed through my veins. “I would…I would do the same for you too, Yinka. Now, let’s get ready to leave. Blinker Supermarket is calling us, honey.” “And Wakkis restaurant and Play Lounge night club!!!” Yinka added with excitement.”

Two hours later, we were browsing through the aisles of Blinker Supermarket. Whatever Yinka wanted, I paid for it. We left Blinker Supermarket with bags full of clothes – jeans, plain trouser, short and long sleeved shirts, socks, boxers, singlets, shoes…you name it. “Thanks to MMM!” Yinka said sarcastically. “Be careful how you say that, love. Some people would lynch you for praising MMM after numerous people lost their money,” I cautioned him. “I guess you are right, honey, but I can’t help but thank MMM for what I have bought from Blinker Supermarket today.” “With or without MMM, honey, I’d pay for all that for you, you know!” “I know you would, sweetheart. I can’t wait to pay you back someday.” “Pay me back when we return to the hotel room with a hot steamy session,” I whispered into his ears as we left Blinker Supermarket. I could not stop thinking of making love with Yinka as we got into my rented Toyota RAV4. “Back to the hotel first or Wakkis restaurant?” Yinka asked. I looked at him, smiled and asked, “Why do you bother asking, honey? Of course you know Wakkis will not happen until we have had our afternoon session.” “To the hotel then.” “Yes dear!”

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Victor Chinoo

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