Beatrice and I have been having intimate phone conversations everyday for over a week. There’s hardly any night we don’t have phone sex or chat dirty via Whatsapp. Beatrice wanted to meet me so badly but her job won’t let that happen. Her boss wants her around always even when she’s supposed to be off duty. From all I could gather, Beatrice was living in marital/sexual bondage. She needed some form of liberation or relief at least. She actually prefers staying at work beside her boss to being with her husband. Her marriage was barely three years old. We’ve talked so much I could almost describe everything about Beatrice’s life.
Beatrice’s desire skyrocketed the day we had video sex. She was fond of saying she wished she could see my cock whenever we fucked over the phone. One night, during one of our phone sessions, I decided to set her imagination free. We had a video call and for the very first time I saw Beatrice’s body. She made sure her face never showed on the screen all through. All I saw was her creamed fingers sliding in and out of her wet snatch. From then onwards, our phone sex was upgraded into video sex. Beatrice always wanted more. She never hangs up the phone unless I excuse myself with one lie or the other.
According to her, the husband comes home late in the evening everyday. That was because he doesn’t go home immediately after work. Instead, he’ll hang out with his old friends at some local bar. There they drink all forms of concoctions together until they can’t walk a straight line home. By the time he gets home, he’ll just eat dinner and go to bed. Beatrice’s lucky days are when he asks for sex but it’s a wham bam five minutes thing. He groans and ejaculates then that’s all. Next thing he’s in bed snoring away till morning. Next sex might be in a week’s time or longer. Yet the couple seek fruit of the womb. Apparently, my phone calls were the only thing keeping Beatrice happy.
My lucky day however came one faithful night. Beatrice had moved from the bedroom into the toilet as usual. We were in the middle of a video sex session when we both heard sounds. “Sorry, na my husband be dat. Maybe he don wake up”, Beatrice whispered as she hurriedly dropped the phone and dashed out of the toilet to be sure. I could see the toilet ceiling as she left her camera facing up. She returned about thirty seconds later and was shocked. Beatrice stared at the camera hoping the video session was no longer active. I saw her face clean and clear as she picked up the phone. However, I moved away from my camera before she could check her screen. I didn’t want her to know I’ve seen her face. Beatrice ended the video call and called me back again.
I picked up and pretended like I’ve been away from the phone myself. We continued our video sexing but my mind was busy all the way. The face I saw looked too familiar so I was busy trying to place it. It made the video sex session a prolonged one as my divided thoughts made it harder to cum. I decided to take my mind off it and concentrate on the sex. It’s very possible she just resembles someone I know. I stroked my cock until I ejaculated for her to see. We bade each other goodbye as the video session ended and I laid back in my bed.
Just as I got up to go clean myself up in the bathroom, I got a revelation. Beatrice’s face and her gap tooth matched ASP Bola’s assistant’s so well. Right there I began to remember things. From the moment I was arrested, she was with ASP Bola in the DPO’s office. She must have heard about LTD18 while we discussed. Yes! It was around that time she called as one of my readers. I could also remember her winking at me while in the party with the DPO, ASP Bola and friends. Oh! Beatrice is that police officer, I concluded.
The anxiety in me grew so much I almost couldn’t sleep. I wanted the day to break so I could fake a visit to the police station and wink back at her. If she’s lucky enough for me to catch her in any corner then we may have a quickie. I promised myself I was going to find every means possible to fuck Beatrice as soon as possible. I’ve seen enough of her body and genitals. It’s time for some penetration.
Last thing I remembered was pressing my phone before I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning to Shola’s phone call.
To be continued…