Alhaji Garuba was the other suitor in contention for that night. He was in his 30s. He had some ranches, ,some gas stations and other businesses that he promoted with some of his siblings in the north.He visited Benin whenever he was in the state for busíness.Kemi was one of the benefits of his visit to Benin.Alhaji was loaded with money and was eager to spend it for whoever was willing to grace his bed.
He would send his driver to pick up any of the girls that caught his fancy. He had only visited the campus twice. He didn't like that the girls spoke English that he could barely understand. He preferred to send an emissary to the campus to invite any of the dainty girls to his classy suite in the best of the hotels in town.This particular night he was lodging at Excellence Hotel.He didn't need to speak English. He knew how to undress a woman with his eyes and hands. He was very fast at that. Just name your price.
Kemi was not new to Alhaji. She had been here uncountable times.So she knew the routine. Alhaji was a sucker.He was adept at numerous styles.He loved to be in control. He who pays the piper calls the tune. He understood s*x as a therapy, a medical regimen.He would suck the juice dry before throwing the peel away. He loved his women young and energetic.He spoke little. His English was just passable. He would rather use his hand and mouth dexterously touching, pressing ,fondling and licking. s*x to him was a full-time vocation.The aftertaste was memorable.
This night Kemi chose to be with Alhaji. An escapade with Prof had to wait. Prof was at her beck and call. This was Alhaji's turn.She remembered her last game in this same hotel. She nursed herself for three days after Alhaji had left. It was a weekend;she wouldn't forget the humongous amount of money that was transferred to her accountt as a proceed of her sweat."She was sweet to be with." That was the thought that played on Alhaji's mind as he wired half a million to Kemi. Alhaji had just alighted from the chattered flight in Abuja, where he headed the next day. There would be another time. That Kemi can kill...
This was another meeting. Kemi wrapped herself in her ready-made trousers and shirts. She would like to enter the hotel surreptitiously. That would protect her identity.Besides, she was expecting from Garuba a box of clothes. She would change into one of these. She had already seen the videos of these clothes and even chatted with the stockist.She was salivating already-- how she would ask Alhaji to help remove every piece on her. First it would be her suit and her shirt. Then to the trousers. He would take off her adornments. Next would be her undies,her lingerie and her bra. She would allow herself to be pampered. She was already getting wet from her dirty thought.
They could then lay on the bed exploring every crevice. No restrictions. Alhaji would pay for everything. She trusted. That would be the first course. She would give him a treat. She would respond to all his fantasies. Nothing she would not give.'Alhaji,just ask me!' She was soliloquizing.
She had dozed off by the time the Uber driver slowed down to attend to the sentry at the entrance to the Excellence Hotel where she would be lodging with her wealthy client for the weekend.As soon as the Lexus Jeep pulled over, Kemi got off and headed straight to the bar where the lover boy was sipping some expensive wine.