Keywords: Everybody’s Man, Brostitute, African Folktales, Femi, Alero, Web Novel, Nigerian, A Fablingverse Story, Origin Story, Jackal Tales, Fabling, Pam, Free Short Stories
“Have you called your friend?” the HR asked
“Which friend?” Femi asked, not looking up from his desktop.
“He called in sick.” She answered.
“Ha, sick. I see. I’ll call him.” Should I tell her? Nah.
“Okay, by the way, do you mind grabbing dinner later today?”
‘Say yes, look at her, she really wants you.’ the voice in his head said.
Femi ignored it.
“Sorry, I have somewhere to be.” He said.
“Okay,” She replied, a little disappointed as she abruptly turned away.
“So you are turning down that ass.” Femi did not respond to the voice. “At this rate, you will be stuck with me forever.”
Femi was not going to respond to the voice, he was used to ignoring it in public, but since Chidi showed up, the voice had gotten more persistent.
The rest of the workday went with him furiously trying to shut his inner voice up. It was strenuous, he felt like he had been playing tug of war and as soon as the clock struck 5, Femi got up and headed home.
On his way home he saw Aisha, just as he had seen her the day he gave her a lift. She is weird, just drive. he thought, but he still stopped. “Are you heading home?’ he asked.
“Yes.” she looked down when she answered. She was shy, at least, her face was, but her hand had already opened the door and entered before her response came.
“How was work today?” She asked.
“It was fine.” He answered
“How have you been?” she asked again
“The weather..” she was going to ask another small talk question.
“Do you want to stop at my place?” Femi cut her off.
She stared at him, shocked.
“It’s fine, forget I said that.”
“No, no, I want to.”
Femi was not sure she understood him so he clarified. “I was inviting you over to have sex.”
“I know, I know, I want to come.”
“See, doesn’t this feel more like you?” His inner voice said.
“So, is there anything that you’ll like me to know?” He asked as he drove into his compound.
“I, no, nothing, I’m just, happy.”
He almost felt guilty that he was about to use her, but he reminded himself that she would also enjoy it.
And she did. He had to stuff her pantie into her mouth, to muffle the moans. When he was about to go down on her she looked nervous, but when he got there and went to work, her personality transformed, the shy girl became shameless. Calling his name like they were lovers, and begging him to put it in. He also enjoyed it, he wasn’t sure if he enjoyed it this much because it had been so long since he heard a woman scream for him, or if her screams were special, but watching her throw away her shy personality because of him made him feel powerful. And after an hour or more, they were done. Femi rolled off her, the condom on his member was full so he took it off and disposed of it then sat beside her.
“That was amazing, I didn’t know sex could feel this good,” she said, her fingers trailing his back. She seemed like a completely new person.
“I’m glad you think so. Will you like to have your bath?” he asked.
“Together?”
“No, I’m out of condoms.”
“We can go without it,” she said.
“No, we can’t,” he stated. “It’s getting late won’t your brothers be worried?”
She said nothing again, she knew he was chasing her out of his house. Her original personality had returned too. She got up, got dressed and left.
Femi laid back on the bed exhausted and relieved.
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An eight-year-old Femi is pinned against a couch.
“Leave me! Leave me!” He cried, begged and struggled.
A firm adult hand held him down, then a fist connected with his jaw. “Keep struggling and I might just kill you”
Femi begins to cry but doesn’t stop struggling.
The fist connects again.
—–
Femi jolted up and cradled his head in his palm.
He took a deep breath, glanced at the bed and widened his eyes then immediately took off the bead spread and pillowcases, to wash.
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