Diary of an Addict - Episode 13

DIARY OF AN ADDICT 

A little over 30mins into the movie, she complained that the fan was too much for her. She requested I put it off, I did speedily. Later, she said I should sit on the chair with her.

At first, I pretended that I didn’t hear what she said. She repeated it again and this time, I asked if she was feeling uncomfortable. She said she just want me close to her. I obeyed Immediately, I sat on the chair with her, she laid back on the chair with her head on my lap.

I felt a little uncomfortable because my third leg is a little sensitive, a simple touch on any part of my body by the opposite sex sets it in motion. As a smart guy, I quickly took one of the little pillows on my chair, placed it on my engine room and asked her lay again.

What happened next was.

“Na wah oo. Bros, wetin be that stick wey dey under this pillow now?” Grace enquired.

I was ashamed to reply initially. I just summoned the courage to answer, “Well, it’s my thing. I’m sorry.” After a serious minutes of laughter, she said, “You don’t have to be sorry. It’s normal. I would have felt otherwise if this hadn’t happened. Just relax, ok?”

I felt a little shy that moment, you know now, you would be embarrassed if a lady noticed such militant movement under a supposed ‘pillow’. Lol! Anyways, we both acted maturely and continued with the film.

Few minutes later, Grace started acting funny. She would lift up her top at interval to reveal her tummy, stroke it for a while and close up again. She was doing this apparently to gain my attention, she succeeded.

I asked if she was feeling any heat. She said no, soon, it was her wayward hand that found its way to my chest, she started moving her hand deliberately up and down my chest. I said nothing.

Later, she requested I remove the little ‘pillow’ off my lap, claiming it was making her uncomfortable. Really? Seriously? I became so tensed because by now, my third leg had bulged in full swing, begging and pushing for freedom off my trousers.

"But she will see the shape of my swollen thing now. How then will she be comfortable laying on such a thing?” I thought within myself, with her head already raised in anticipation, I obliged.

To my surprise…

TO BE CONTD