My uncle finally pulled up my tight mini skirt. And as his lips came closer to mine, hot air from his nostrils blew against my cold skin.
I could hear his heart beating loudly as soon as his lips fell on mine. The world paused around us and we kissed passionately.
Suddenly, his voice came, jolting me from my thoughts.
Jeez!
That was when I realised I had been imagining things.
God forbid!
“I want to take you to a place, and my wife must not hear about it,” Uncle Fela whispered, as the AC blew about in the car.
“Where do you want to take me to?” I said, my lips shaking. Even though it was cold as he drove, sweat began dropping from my forehead.
"I want to surprise you," He said smiling. "Just be calm and I'd take you there.”
My God!
What sort of trouble was this again? Just when I managed to escape massaging him, now he was taking me somewhere I had no idea of.
Fear gripped me.
There was zero way of escape, only the both of us were in his car and the glasses were tinted. It was only God that could save me.
Of course, my body was very hot but was it enough to cause this much havoc?
So much that a grown up man could not respect himself?
“Esther?" He interrupted my thoughts.
“You’ll like it,” he said with a reassuring smile on his face.
****
After about 20 minutes we stopped at a restaurant.
If only you could see the joy on my face when we stopped there.
My heart was already drumming against my chest because I thought he was taking me to a hotel.
Uncle Fela held my hand as we walked in and I can swear that it was one of the biggest restaurants in the state.
From the walkway to the interior to the furnishings, every single thing screamed luxury!
Money! Money! Money!
It was obvious that the food there would be very expensive.
Uncle Fela ordered a drink and a simple plate of rice. I ordered exactly the same thing because I was soo confused.
We talked during the meal, we laughed, we shared stories, it was a proper conversation. That was when I got to know a few things about uncle Fela.
We talked about family, social life, and even a little about love life. I remember telling him how I had my first boyfriend when I was 19.
To be honest, I enjoyed every bit of the experience, I didn't even realize how relaxed I had suddenly become around the same man I was afraid of.
The evening was picture perfect, I almost forgot that the man before me was my aunt's husband.
It was when we checked the time that I came back to my senses, it was already past 7pm.
That was when we began to speed to the supermarket to get the things my aunt asked for.
But despite all that rush, Uncle Fela still went ahead to get me a perfume worth 35,000 naira.
Jesus Christ! This man was now doing too much.
I couldn’t keep it in any longer, I went ahead and asked him why he was being extra caring and so loving to me, but my question threw him off balance.
It took him a few seconds to provide an answer.
"I... I... just don't want you to have a bad view of me, I want to see you smiling. That's all."
What a big fat lie!
To be honest, I didn't care anymore. After all, I wasn't a kid. I knew what his true motives were.
I knew the load I carried on my body and I knew exactly what uncle Fela wanted.
Aside that, I noticed I was starting to develop a soft spot for him.
For the first time, I began to pay attention to his deep baritone voice, his charming facial features and his beautiful intonation whenever he mentioned my name.
My God! Uncle Fela was a proper spec. He was in his forties but still a very handsome and masculine man.
My brain started imagining all sorts of things. I began to lose myself.
I couldn't explain it anymore, but I think I was beginning to fall for my aunt's husband.
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