Mrs Olu has not been feeling fine for about a week. She did some self medication for a while before deciding to go see her doctor. I got dressed and left for school too. My bus got stuck in traffic and I was about an hour late for lectures. As I alighted from the bus, I crossed the road hurriedly and got hit by a bike. It wasn’t severe though. Just the tire tracks stain on my white denim pants. I didn’t even sustain a single bruise.
On getting to my department, I realized my course mates were not in class. Rather, they were loitering about in groups. “Hey Tunde! We don’t have classes until next week. Lecturers are embarking on a warning strike”, Tomi said with a smile. She had a new hairdo and was looking super attractive. “Wow! And I almost killed myself trying to catch up with lectures”, I said. Then Tomi observed me closely until she saw the tire tracks on my jeans. “Oh my God! Hope you’re not hurt?”, she asked. “Nope! I’m fine. By the way, where’s Titi?”, I responded. With a disappointed look in her face, Tomi told me Titi was in the school mart.
As we approached the school mart, Tomi and I saw Titi from far away. She was standing with Larry, one of the big boys on campus. He’s a 300 level student who is known for changing his cars every year. Tomi was going to yell out Titi’s name but I covered her mouth with my palm. Before we could count four more steps, Titi entered Larry’s car and they zoomed off. I felt so terrible that I couldn’t hide it from Tomi. “Maybe they’re going to get something off campus. They should be back soon”, Tomi said in a bid to console me. That was around 9:30am but Tomi and I didn’t see Titi until 1pm when we decided to leave campus.
Tomi and I called Titi’s phone severally but she never picked up. Tomi walked with me to the bus stop. She knew I was really disturbed. Suddenly, Tomi asked me, “I don’t want to go home yet. Can I come with you?”. I didn’t give it a thought before answering her question. A bus came and we boarded it together. We got to my house before 2pm. We sat and watched TV together until Tomi moved closer to me. I was desperate to do anything to get my mind off Titi. Tomi kissed me and I kissed her back without resistance. We smooched until she unzipped my pants and brought my hard dick out. Tomi looked excited and impressed at the sight of my cock. She planted her lips on it and began to suck me.
We both got up from the sofa and I led her into my room. Tomi took her clothes off and climbed into my bed. She is slim but curvy with her round ass and slightly oversized breasts. I took off everything on me except my wristwatch and climbed into bed too. Tomi quickly turned her back and went on her knees. I took her cue and pushed my dick into her from behind. We fucked slowly at first but then I began to think of Titi. Larry must be fucking her right now, I thought. That was how the anger built up in me. I began to pump Tomi’s pussy furiously. She screamed and moaned like she was enjoying the hard fuck. Then she jerked forward until my dick was out of her pussy and she squirted on my bed.
Tomi looked embarrassed by her squirting but I’ve seen it too many times so I understood. I told her it’s normal and she really appreciated it. We fucked two rounds that afternoon before Tomi left. I fell asleep and woke up around 5pm. Titi picked up her phone when I called. She sounded so sleepy. Larry must have done the same thing I do to make her sleep, I thought. I had to end the call in anger as my blood began to boil. It wasn’t long before Mrs Olu returned from her shop. “Tunde, I want to talk to you. I’m in my room”, she said with a very sad look on her face.
“Tunde, I’m three weeks pregnant for you”, Mrs Olu said. Then she handed me the pregnancy test result. I was clueless and didn’t know what to say or do. But I wasn’t scared. I was too sure Mrs Olu won’t want to keep the baby. How will she explain to my mom that I’m responsible for her pregnancy? I was so bold to tell her it’s none of my business. She’s the one who always made me cum inside her pussy claiming it’s good for her health. As I got up to leave her room, Mrs Olu began to cry like a baby. I couldn’t help but move closer, apologize and try to console her.
To be continued…