Chapter 49

He had even lost count of how many love letters and gifts he had received from them, but despite everything, he found none of them appealing. He was afraid to get attached to any girl because he feared that one day, they would desert him just like his mother did.

Scrutinizing his stepmother again, Vincent noticed that she was clad in a very short nightgown which was so flimsy that he could see the shape of her body in it and other details, especially her nipples. Swallowing hard and tearing his eyes from her body, he quickly covered his erection with his hands since she wouldn't stop staring down at it, then he managed to squeeze through a narrow space past her, making sure that he avoided any form of body contact with her. "I've to use the toilet, auntie." He told her and quickly rushed into the bathroom, bolting the door behind him.

Now safe inside the bathroom, Vincent turned and leaned his back against the door, shutting his eyes and taking a deep sigh. He remained that way for a while, trying to stall for a while as he calmed his hormones. After what felt like ten minutes, he finally leaned away from the door, opened the toilet lid and pulled his dick out from one of the leg holes of his boxers and began to urinate.

 When the stream of yellow urine was done coloring the colorless water in the toilet, he shook the last drops off his dick, flushed the toilet with half a bucket of water which was placed under the tap since the water closet was spoiled and couldn't work anymore. After flushing the toilet, he returned the bucket under the tap and turned the tap on. When the bucket was filled again, Vincent turned off the tap, turned towards the door, opened it and froze when he saw Njideka waiting for him right outside the door with a sly smile on her face.

"It took you a long time to come out." She said to him.

Had she been listening to him pee all this time? Gosh! He felt embarrassed. He gingerly stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

"You know, from how long it took you to let all that urine out, I can deduce that you must be quite endowed. Men with longer pipes take longer time to pee." She said in a sultry tone.

Vincent almost looked flushed as his feeling of embarrassment heightened, but he said nothing.

"So, are you going to lesson today?" Njideka asked.

"Not today auntie, there is a public holiday this Saturday." He answered.

"Because of you, I won't go out too. I am supposed to go to church, but I'll rather stay here with you...how about that?"

Puzzled, Vincent asked with a slight frown, "But why, auntie?"

Njideka chuckled. "Oh, come off it! Stop behaving so naive. I want to stay with you because I want us to get to know each other better. I want us to go beyond just a stepmother and stepson relationship. I want us to bond more than that." She stated, then added, "And don't think that I haven't noticed how you have been avoiding me ever since I came to this house. I know that I'm not your mother and I'm even too young to be your mother, but we can strike a balance here, you and I; we can become best of friends. What do you think?" She asked.

Vincent was quite confused. He didn't know why Njideka was saying all these and even though it made him rather uncomfortable, he had a feeling that saying no might hurt her feelings. "I have no problem with that." He mumbled, unable to really look her in the eye.

She noticed how coy he was and smiled. "You are shy, aren't you?" She asked but when he said nothing, she asked again. "Have you had sex education talk with your father?"

Vincent lifted his eyes to give her a surprised look. "No."

"I understand...you two aren't really that close." She said, "How about I teach you all you need to know about sex education? You are growing fast Dike and you are also very handsome. I know that most girls are already flocking around you, and you as a boy need to know all there is about yourself and also about a woman."

"No, thanks..." He softly declined. "My biology teacher has taught us all about reproduction."

Njideka chuckled again. "Dike, reproduction is nothing compared to sex. Besides, I'm sure that your teacher must have left out some very important parts. As a woman, I'll show and teach you everything you ought to know, but on two conditions."

"What?" Vincent asked.

"One is that you agree to sketch me and the second one is that, you should never tell anyone of what I'll teach you; not even your friends in school."

Vincent hesitated. "How about I think about it first then get back to you?" He sounded nervous about the whole offer.

"No, there's no need thinking about it. I am in the mood to teach you all you need to know today... I might not have the spare time again." She told him.

Vincent sighed now after a brief contemplation. He was not thrilled by the prospect of being taught sex education by his stepmother, but it was obvious that she was not going to let him off that easy nor would she take no for an answer. "Fine... When do we start?" He asked.

"Now." She answered.

"Okay, let me go put on a shirt and a pair of shorts." He told her.

"No." She quickly stopped him. "You are just perfect like this." She knew that it would be easy to see his reaction through his boxers and somehow, she couldn't wait for the sight of that young but long instrument hiding in the boy's boxers. In fact, she had never been this excited or horny before. Even sleeping with Father Thomas didn't make her feel this hot, but she had only one problem- would the young boy agree?

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 As Vincent sat down, Njideka stood before him and asked. "Have you ever kissed a girl before?"

"No..." Vincent answered. "My father doesn't even want me playing with the opposite sex."

"So that it means that you are a virgin all over?"

"Yes."

"Do you really want to be a priest?"

"No, but that's what my father wants."

"Have you watched pornography before?" Njideka asked again.

"Urm...not really?"

"What do you mean by not really?"

"I've seen my friends secretly go through a pornographic magazine in the bush, but I've not really gone through it myself, just glimpses of naked black and white women." He answered.

"Anyway, pornographic magazines are outdated, the latest are the clips. I've some on my phone and I'll show you when I'm done with the theory aspect."

"Is that really necessary, auntie... I heard that watching such things cause boys my age to go into masturbation." He complained.

"Why masturbate when I can help you with it?" She winked at him.

He gave a confused frown now. "What do you mean, auntie?"

"Don't worry about that for now, Dike. Let me just show you the places girls and women love being kissed. First, you have to kiss them on the lips..." She placed a finger across her lips. "You have to suck on their tongues, the lower lip and exchange a little bit of saliva too...not too much. That's how intimate a kiss should be. Next, you have to kiss them on the side of the neck, then down the cleavage and on the belly."

"Okay..." He slowly nodded; his lips pursed.

"Next..." She placed her hands on both breasts and said, "This is a woman's breasts and it comes in all sizes and shapes. Women like it when you fondle them while you kiss them... You can fondle them from the front or from behind while you kiss the sides of their necks or shoulders." She began to fondle her boobs as a form of visual description. "You have to also play with the nipples by pulling and twisting them slowly and not too hard..." She began to do that to herself through her nightgown. 

"But what women love the most is when you put your mouth on them... Let me show you how the nipple even looks like so that you can have a better understanding of what I mean..." She said and before Vincent could stop her, she began to loosen the top of her nightgown when someone interrupted by knocking on the door, startling them both. Njideka glanced towards the door now, looked at Vincent and quietly asked, "Dike are you expecting anybody?"

"I've never had a visitor before." He reminded her

"Then who could it be?" She asked, glancing at the wall clock which showed 7:43 a.m. then she glanced towards the door again as another knock came.

"I don't know." He said, relieved that he wouldn't get to see her nipple after all. Her words were beginning to make him have a funny feeling in his boxers.