House Blues – Episode 13

Mrs Coker wanted me to drive her to a wedding at the Yoruba Tennis Club on the coming Saturday and we just got into a conclusion when Yetunde knocked on my main door. I was quick to apologize to her about the earlier disappointment. I also told her to always notify me ahead of time whenever she will be needing my taxi service. We both agreed and shared a few jokes about the past few days. I have not been home much and Yetunde attributed it to me spending time with one of my fuck buddies. I denied although I knew deep within me that she was right. “I will be going to visit my dad tonight and I want you to take me there with your taxi. Will you be chanced or are you booked already?”, Yetunde asked.

I had no appointments for the evening so I rested for a few hours until around 6:30pm when Yetunde was set to go to her dad’s. It was a fun ride as we chatted and flirted all the way through the closing time traffic of the Isolo/Jakande road of the Lagos Mainland. We got to Yetunde’s family house after about two hours. She alighted from my car and I was about to bid her goodbye and find my way home when she asked me to come in for a moment. She wanted me to meet her dad at least. A pretty middle aged woman appeared from the main door of the house and greeted us with a very cheerful smile. I couldn’t help but return the smile. She greeted Yetunde and was staring at me in some type of way that could have made me feel uncomfortable. Yetunde quickly cut in, “Iya Tosin, meet Tunde my neighbor. He has been a good friend and also decided to help me get home to visit dad despite the crazy traffic”. “Tunde, Iya Tosin is my one-in-a-million step mum”, she added. We both exchanged pleasantries as we walked into the large sitting room.

Yetunde rushed up the stairs to meet her dad in his bedroom but was quickly halted by Iya Tosin who broke it to her that her dad was on an emergency call moments before we got to the house. Yetunde descended the stairs disappointed and there I realized Yetunde’s dad is a surgical doctor. I was already plotting my way back home and praying I get another passenger going my way to keep me company when Iya Tosin came back to the sitting room. “Tunde, will you like to eat some Amala before leaving?, I have ewedu and egusi soups so you can choose whichever one you like”, she asked. It sounded good to me but then I thought of the time plus I don’t have to create an ‘I-never-chop’ impression of myself to a woman I met only a few minutes ago. I told her not to bother as I will be leaving soon but Iya Tosin insisted. Yetunde joined in persuading me by advertising her step mum’s cooking so I had no choice but to wait and devour the meal.

Yetunde called her dad’s number and he picked up. He just got to the hospital and was about to enter the theater so it’s most likely he won’t be home til the next morning. A sweet aroma filled the sitting room and it was obviously coming from the kitchen. I knew my amala and egusi soup will be ready any moment. Yetunde joined me in devouring the heap of amala prepared by her step mum and after appreciating the meal I promised to return for more sometime. It was the best home cooked meal I’ve had in months. I bade Iya Tosin goodbye and Yetunde asked to see me off to the car. We soon changed our minds and Yetunde wanted us to drive around her neighborhood. She wanted me to have a good view of where she spent her childhood.

We stopped at some neighborhood bar and Yetunde offered to buy me a drink for the road. She ordered two bottles of Jack Daniel’s whiskey and I was quick to tell her it’s too much. She explained the other bottle was for her step mum. Iya Tosin drinks too. We almost halved one of the bottles when I checked the time. It was almost 10pm. Yetunde on the other hand was tipsy as fuck and stroking my crotch with her toes from under the table. “I have to run now”, I announced. Yetunde had other plans. She begged me to pass the night and leave very early in the morning. Her step mum will be fast asleep by the time we get to the house and we can go sleep in the boys quarters since her brother who occupies it is in school at the moment. My craze for adventure won’t let me say no to such a devilish idea.

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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