Driving Lessons – Episode 16

Quickly, I sent Tinu a message, “Janet is here but leaving in a few minutes”. “Okay. I’m at your gate already. Can’t go back home now so I’ll just hang around”, came the response from Tinu. Janet came out of the shower and got dressed in a rush. We made it into the car outside in no time and good thing Janet’s place is not so far from mine. I drove her really close to home but I dare not reach her house. The drama she‘ll likely have with her father when she gets home is nothing I would love to experience. Besides, me being at the scene will only complicate issues so I just wished Janet good luck with her dad, a kiss and I drove back home as fast as I could.
On my way home I purposed in my mind that I will not fuck Tinu. My body had to rest for the rest of the day. As soon as I got to my gate I saw Tinu emerge from one of the provision shops on my street. I prayed to God to deliver me from girls in skimpy gowns as she walked toward me with a shopping bag in her hand. I wondered what she must have bought as I parked my car in front of my apartment. By the time I was out of the car, Tinu already came in and we walked into my flat together. She dropped her shopping bag on the table as soon as we entered. “So, tell me, why was Janet here so early? Don’t tell me she came to fuck too”, Tinu jested while winking at me.
After lying to Tinu that Janet’s dad sent her to me, I walked into my kitchen and didn’t care whether she believed me or not. All I wanted to do for the rest of the day was just relax and watch TV until evening time when I’ll go hustling for passengers. I wasn’t in the mood for anything heavy yet so I put some water in the electric kettle in order to make some custard. Meanwhile, Tinu has settled down in my sitting room and was unveiling the contents of her shopping bag. I got into the sitting room and was wondering if there’s a party in the making as my center table was full of goodies. Two big jars of yogurt, some chocolate, skimmed milk, shortbread, a bottle of Jack Daniels and another small bottle of sweet smelling oil.
I was quite hungry so I didn’t waste time in getting glasses for the two of us. Tinu opened one of the yogurt jars and poured me some. I waited until she had some yogurt in her cup too and we toasted to a long lasting friendship even though I didn’t really mean a word of it. After drinking the whole glass, I uncorked the whiskey bottle and poured some in another glass and we drank together. We soon got bored of the lions trying to protect their pride on NatGeoWild and decided it was time for some music. On went the slow jams selection and Luther Vandross’ Power of Love was the first song. Tinu got up and challenged me to a dance with her cute body and I accepted. We held hands and danced body to body. It was real fun until whiskey.
Tinu started biting my chest playfully at some point and I thought I should check the table. She was acting a little strange so I had to ask her how often she drinks. Tinu couldn’t stand on her own anymore. I had to support her back into the sofa after minutes of cuddling and dancing. I know I didn’t drink much but the Jack Daniels bottle was way past half so I knew something great was about to happen. “What’s up Tinu? Are you okay?”, I asked. “Fuck that shit and come lay with mummy”, Tinu responded nonchalantly. I remembered my plan not to fuck anymore for the day so I poured half a glass of whiskey for myself and walked to my window. Thoughts of my sexual recklessness filled my head when Tinu hugged me from behind.
“Tunde, you promised to spend the whole day with me. Be a man of your words”, she said with her tongue almost twisted. Tinu was quite drunk and unstable so I urged her to go use the shower. She removed her clothes and walked into my bathroom.

To be continued.

This article was written by Tunde Jones.

I am Tunde 'Bebo' Jones from Lagos Nigeria. I love my taxi driving job. I encounter a lot of passengers on a daily basis, mostly females. Some are horny while some are not but I have pledged to fuck as many as are willing. This is my diary and you're always welcome to read.

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