A NIGHT OUT OF MANY

The gloomy past comes hunting

JASMINE

I had frozen for a few seconds. The man from three nights ago, how was he able to reach me? Was he calling for the money he gave that night?

The barrage of questions piled up like some documents in my mind and as always, their answers were no where to be found.

"Oh... Good day Sir? How did you get my number?" I managed to ask because the thought of how he was able to reach me got me perturbed.

"I would love to see you again..." He said, now ignoring the question I asked.

"Wh... What for...?" I asked with a calm voice, my hands were literally shaking. I had used the money he paid me to sort Jason's fees for the session, I hoped he wasn't calling to ask for it.

"Two hundred thousand dollars?"

My breath hitched almost immediately, was he playing games with me or was he being real?

I tried to force saliva down my throat as it felt like I had lost my ability to speak. He had better be serious, my head processing how such amount would turn my life around within a short while.

"Sir?" I wanted to be sure he wasn't intoxicated by some alcohol and he proved he wasn't.

"Come around if you are in, I'll send you directions in case you have forgotten." He said and hung up.

He wasn't joking; he meant every bit of what he had said.

"Wear something skimpy." Those were the last words from the text message that came in after he hung up, I stood there like a clueless person. It was safe to say I was in a dilemma because why was everything moving so fast?

But on the brighter side, the money was going be helpful. I wouldn't have to worry about a thing; sponsoring Jason's education all through, setting up a big boutique for mum and relocating to Canada, all these would be achieved if I grab the offer.

I kept pondering and muttering while pacing around.

I wasn't in for this, In fact, I had concluded that night was going to be the first and last time I would be involved in such, but here was Mr. Donald, making me second-guess with an attractive price.

"Oh dear Jasmine, Haven't you suffered enough? This is the life you've yearning for, c'mmon! don't let it go for some stupid reasons!" Whoever it was that kept whispering to me in difficult times had such sugar coated tongue because I was sure to listen—'Twas my heart anyway.

Truly, I had suffered enough, yearned so long for the good life that wasn't forth-coming.

"It's time to embrace this life of luxury!" I exhaled and walked to my wardrobe to get the finest of my clothes.

"Beautiful!" I exclaimed while looking in the mirror.

The dress I wore revealed my cleavages as they were my strength. Oh! did I forget to talk about my curves? Those ones were the real deal that got eyes rolling whenever I walked on the streets, It's funny how beautiful things don't happen to beautiful people at times. If beauty was a criterion for affluence or wealth, I was sure to bag the biggest amount.

"Holy Mary!" Mum exclaimed when she saw me. I wasn't sure if she screamed because my beauty swept her off her feet or due to how my dress revealed my breasts and thighs.

"Mum, stop!" I laughed and walked past her. "I'll be back by evening." I said while slamming the door behind me.

The sunglasses I had on gave me a stylish look, and as usual, People made sure to lift their eyes and brows while I walked. I wore a smile that made it look like I was going to get a contract—Ridiculous!

My first step into his house that day was taken after series of contemplation, I had stood right before the entrance, exhaling and taking deep breath because I was about doing what I swore I wasn't going to do again.

"You decided to come in finally" I felt his hand on my shoulder and his voice made me tremble, just like it did on the first night. He must have been watching me from the window or something.

"Saw you when you walked in a while ago." Aha, he had just proven me right! I bowed my head while twiddling my fingers.

"I'm glad you came..." He spoke and moved closer, making me pause like I had lost my breath. I felt his cold and soft fingers run through my curly hair as his nostrils blew hot breeze across my face. His chins were already close to mine and that made my eyes close involuntarily.

"Chill mama, I won't hurt you..." He spoke softly. My legs seemed like they pounded with every heartbeat and as he tangled his lips with mine, I felt my p***y drip, this time, it was wet like my discharge during ovulation.

Within seconds, we were already wallowing in each other's arms. My brassiere had torn alongside my panties due to how he ripped them apart.

"Do what you know how to do best!" He ordered while forcing his c**k into my mouth—the same that gave me wounds on my lip edge.

His tone was beginning to sound angry but I didn't bother, probably that was his way of enjoying s*x and foreplay.

I jerked and watched him moan from pleasure, my breasts also bounced like balls while the motion increased.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed, he was touching them and caressing my stiffened n*****s. The door which was left open caught my attention but I couldn't say a thing, the stuff in my mouth was all that mattered— It was funny how we didn't care if someone was watching.

I was still jerking when he jolted back and turned me over, making my p***y and butts rest on his face.

"Lie on me." He spoke and I obliged immediately.

The kind of sound my p***y made while he ate it was indescribable but it made my orgasm last for minutes, he swirled his tongue around my c**t and grabbed my butts like he was about to munch them.

I had his d**k in my mouth but when it seemed the pleasure I was deriving was more than his, I released it and screamed at the top of my voice. If he had neighbours, they would surely come knocking.

"Oh my goodness!" I held my lower lip with my teeth while he kept licking—he was damn good at the 69 style!

The thrusting was always the best part, how I felt when his c**k throbbed the walls of my p***y to stimulate them was unexplainable and when he slide it in, I literally exited from the world!

It's one thing to have a huge c**k and it's another to know how it's being used. Mr. Donald was a pro at all of them!

"You're the sweetest!" He exhaled an hour later.

No he was, my p***y had gotten sores and bruises by then but I wasn't flinching, I still wanted more, what could he have taken to make me want his d**k even when I was hurt down there and when I had sworn not to get involved in such again?

It didn't end there, we became s*x buddies who wanted nothing more from each other until a month later...

I had left the U.S for Canada one morning with Mum and Jason due to my decision of starting a new life. I wanted something away from scandals because I felt staying in the U.S would be nostlagic for me; it would keep bringing back memories I tried to get rid of.

Fast forward to 3 years later...

Mum's cloth business was thriving in Canada and Jason didn't cease to amaze us with his incredible performances at the Oxford University as a medical student.

I had set up a restaurant in my name as cooking was something I loved to do, life seemed like a bed of roses.

"My boyfriend would be coming from the U.S today and he'd be spending some time with us, please, make something sumptuous while I go get him from the airport." Mum told me one fateful day.

"I can't wait to see the man that has finally tickled Mum's fancy!" I replied and we both laughed.

I had waited for that day to come, Mum met him on a blind date app two years before then but they hadn't met. Fortunately for me, I wasn't on a business trip when they scheduled to meet.

I was happy for Mum, she was finally getting the life and love she deserved, even though she was older.

"He's 46 and I'm 52... but I sincerely do not care, trust me, Love is all that matters." Mum would always tell me each time we conversed about him.

"Jazzy, we are here!" Mum drawled excitedly from the living room.

"I'll be with you in a jiffy". I couldn't hide my excitement as I rushed to set the table but Mum had other plans, she wanted me to see her man immediately he got in.

"Tadaaa!" She exclaimed at the kitchen's entrance while clutching his hands.

I had turned with a mug of fresh orange juice in my hand to see him when I received the shock of my life, the one that left my mouth opened and made my eyes pop out.

I didn't realize the mug had slipped off my hands as a result of what I had just seen.

It was Mr. Donald, standing right before me and holding hands with Mum.

Wait... was I hallucinating? I froze and became still as a doll.

This must be a dream!