Chapter Thirty-Six

Seating naked on the bed, Adaeze picked up the television remote and turned it on. It was still on the music channel, and as she watched it, her mind was not even on it in any way. She was watching the music videos and hearing the songs, but she was not even registering them. Even though the songs felt familiar, she just could not bring herself to understand them.

Her mind was roving all over the place, with what she was about to do. She was about to take a major step in this her week of tryst. One step she had not seen coming at all. And she had no idea how it would all end up. Thing could most definitely blow up in her face.

It could be that the guy Femi was coming with could be a tattle tale, and he could somehow find a way to leak all this to social media.

But then, even Femi does not know her status. She did not inform him of her father’s standing in the country, she had not wanted it to be a deciding factor in how their short relationship went. All she wanted was cruise and fun, she did not want pesky things like money getting in the way of that. And so far, she was succeeding.

That was why she was enjoying Femi so much, he truly had no problem. But what if his friend was different from him?

At the moment, she had no idea what she would do if the guy decided to stir up trouble for her. but then, if there was one thing she was definitely sure of, it was the fact that she would most definitely handle it. She was sure she would handle it all and come out on top. Anything else would just be detrimental.

She let out a sigh, lying back in the bed and staring blindly at the ceiling while the music washed over her. The air conditioner was pumping cold air into the room, as usual and she was feeling it over her naked skin, but she was not chilled. As a matter of fact, she was enjoying it.

She enjoyed the cold air, because it kept her fresh. Thanks to the cold air, she could stay an entire day without taking a shower and she would not feel dirty. That would not be possible if there was no power and she had to rely on fresh air coming into the room.

She looked around the sparse hotel room, nothing was out of place. After all, she was the kind of person that always made sure to put things back in the place she had taken them from. So, the room could not get any neater than it already was. As she was, she was ready for Femi and his friend.

She wondered how he would be, what kind of person he would be. Would he be as muscular as Femi? What about his dick, would it be bigger or smaller? She had no idea if she would be able two dicks the size of Femi’s at the same time. Even worse when it was bigger. No, she would not be able to at all.

Fuck… how the hell was she going to do this?

As the time crept on, she began to feel the nerves she had felt the first night she met Femi. Back then she had been nervous because it was the first time she was cheating on her fiancée. She had really come far from then, it feels so long ago now. Seeing as she has now cheated not with one but with three. And the number keeps on growing.

Wow… she was really moving up the ladder.

She gave a sigh, she would definitely handle it. She had assured Femi that if she became uncomfortable in anyway during the night, she would let him know. And he had also assured her that, if that happened he would call it off immediately.

So, there was truly nothing to be scared about. Or nervous about. And still, she was still feeling the butterflies swarm in her belly.

“Fuck…” she groaned, turning in her bed as she hugged a pillow close to her and tucked it between her legs. How the hell was she going to handle two guys with all these nerves?

Back when she and Femi had first fucked, he had been the one to take charge and begin the process. She could only hope that he would take charge again tonight. That was what was going to determine if this would be a great night. Or it would be a bum.

At that moment, she heard a knock on the door.

She felt a thud in her chest as she looked at the door.

“Fuck…” she muttered. They were here.

As they knocked again, she pushed herself off the bed and hurriedly took her nightgown. She was wearing it as she made her way to the door. Just as they were knocking for the third time, she took hold of the knob and turned it, pulling the door open.

“Hello Ada…” Femi muttered as he stood on the other side of the door, smiling disarmingly at her.

“Hi… what’s up?”

“We are here,” he told her. Then his friend walked into view, “I would love you to meet Musky.”

She looked at the man in question and swallowed visibly, “hi…”

She felt something akin to cold water wash all over her as she took him in.

He was not as drop dead gorgeous as Femi was, but he was even more muscular. He was wearing a thin polo that did little to his perfectly ripped body. She could clearly see the outline of pacs and abs, and she could just imagine running her fingers along the ridges.

She swallowed once more, feeling a familiar stirring of hunger flow through her.

“Uhm…” Femi coughed as she stood staring for more than a few seconds. “This is the part where we come in, Ada.”

“Oh… I am so sorry. Forgive me.” And she stepped back to give them passage.

The two men walked past her into the room, she could catch a drift of their perfume and that seemed to add to their allure and charm they were exuding. These men were about to fuck her brains out, hours after another man had done it to her.

Could life get any better?

She closed the door quietly and locked it.

Then with a deep breath, she turned around to face them.

Femi had already made himself comfortable on her bed, while Bobby was also seated on the edge of the bed but it was obvious he was yet to really settle in. he looked at her and smiled, “it is great to finally meet you, Ada. Femi has told me so much about you.”

“Oh…” she muttered as she too walked to the bed, seeing as it would look odd if she chose to seat on the chair. She did not seat close to either man, instead she climbed the bed and moved in, seating with her back against the wall so she could watch them both. “What did he tell you about me? I hope they were all nice things.”

“Yeah, they were. Every one of them.”

“Come on, Ada.” Femi muttered, turning on the bed so he could see her better. “What else will I say about you unless it is nice things? After all, we have only been nice to each other.”

She gave a short laugh, she could see that he was already trying to defuse what was most likely a tense situation. They could probably see she was nervous and they were working to ease the tension. God… was she so easy to read?

“Uhm… would you like anything to drink?” she asked, not knowing anything else to say.

Femi raised his eyebrows at her, then he cast a glance at the mini fridge, “do you have anything to drink?”

She smiled at that, “just water though. I have not really stocked up on anything else, not really seen the point yet.”

“I understand…” he chuckled.

“But I do have some snacks. I am yet to exhaust the ones I bought from the supermarket, I can get you guys one or two.”

“Nah… I am good.” Femi replied.

“Uhm… I can have a bottle of water.” Musky said.

She cast a glance at him and nodded, “of course. It is cold o, hope you would like it like that.”

He laughed at that, it was rich and deep from his belly, “anything that is liquid, it is always best to serve it cold. So bring it cold like that, babe.”

She laughed as well, she was already beginning to feel comfortable in his presence. She climbed down the bed and made her way to the fridge, where she pulled out a bottle of water. She could see that she was more than halfway through the entire pack and she might have to restock water before she returned to Owerri.

After all, the only reason it was lasting this long was because she was the only one really drinking the water, and then since she came she had not really been around. Seeing as she had spent most of the days in Abike’s place and then most recently in Ken’s house. So it was understandable that the water was still remaining a substantial amount.

She closed the door to the fridge and turned to return to the bed when she paused, she could see that Femi and Musky had changed their positions on the bed. They had also moved in further to the bed and had left some space for her between them.

She continued walking have gave the bottle to Musky who gave a muffled “thank you” as he took it from her and popped the cover at once.

She let out a deep sigh and climbed the bed between them, as she settled in, she felt sandwiched between their bodies but she liked it. They were still fully dressed and nothing had been done just yet, but she could feel the air changing already. It was about to go down, and they were all easing their way into it.

This was the first time for her, so she wanted it to be one that would make sense for her and she wanted it to remain in her memory for a long time after tonight. She wanted to enjoy it indeed. So, she was going to let everything flow naturally, give it her best and see what comes of it. If it goes well in the end, all the better for her. And if not, then she would know it was not for her lack of trying.

Musky drank the water like halfway through before he covered it once more and placed it on the floor beside him, “just the right temperature. Really good.”

“Well, it is the hotel you should thank. They are the ones that put a working fridge here, I know of some people that were not so lucky.”

“What are you talking about? There are some hotel rooms that their air conditioners do not even work, and they would not provide options like ceiling fans, or even standing fan. You would have to fan yourself throughout your stay there.”

“Ahh…” Adaeze muttered, turning to look at him. “That is too much na, I can never stay in a hotel without a working air conditioner. If I wanted to boil myself I would just jump into my pot.”

Both guys laughed hard at this, she laughed as well, enjoying the fact that she could make a joke. It meant her nervousness was reducing. And that was a good sign.

“Hah… that is a good one.” Musky commended.

“But then,” Femi said, placing one of his hands casually on her thigh, “it is usually based on how much you have. The rooms you are given are based on how much you can afford. Your money also determines if you get a room with an air conditioner, or one with a standing fan.”

“Or maybe one with a hand fan.” Musky suggested.

“Oh God forbid…” she laughed. “I pray it never gets that bad.”

“Nah… the hotel would not provide the hand fan for you. They will just give you the motivation, by giving you faulty fans or air conditioners. You are the one that will convert your books or pamphlets to hand fans.”

“That is just too bad.” She muttered, relaxing deeper into the bed.

Femi was busy running his hand slowly across her thigh, she could feel his coarse palm through the thin material of her nightgown. He was warming her up for what was to come, and she could feel her honeypot begin to get damp in response.

“I am sure there is an agency in charge of things like that, shut down such substandard hotels.” Musky said after a while, his hand too had found a way onto her thigh and was softly caressing it. “But then, they will most likely bribe their way out of it.”

She wanted to reply to that, but her words got trapped in her throat as she felt his fingers lightly graze the inside of her naked thigh. She let out a deep sigh as she remained still. Her legs were apart and she was clutching the sheets while the two men continued teasing her.

She did not know how much she could take, but she was willing to endure to see how far they would take it.

Femi and Musky were just being casual, running their hands up and down her thighs. Until Femi inched closer and his hand disappeared under her gown.

“Fuck…” she whispered through her teeth as she clutched the sheets tighter.

He did not touch her honeypot, even though it was aching to be touched. All he was doing was to run his fingers across her flesh. Moving close to her honeypot, then pulled out once again. Teasing her over and over again.

But she said nothing, just enduring it all.

Musky’s hand too disappeared under her gown and she felt him feeling around on the inside of her thighs. She let out a hiss as she could feel their knuckles brush her inner walls over and over again. If they kept this up, she would go insane from the want and anticipation.

But they were definitely in no rush at all. They were taking their sweet time as they kept on stroking her.

Until they both stuck their fingers inside her.

“Ahh!” She cried out in shock as electricity zapped through her body in a jolt, sending shockwaves through her system, “fuck…”

“You did not see that coming, did you?” Femi grunted.

She made to reply, but as her mouth opened to speak it remained that way and nothing came out as the two guys began to twirl their fingers inside her.

“Shit…” she cursed as she held on tight to the sheets, it was the only thing that was keeping her sane, if not she would simply lose her fucking mind.

Femi pulled his finger out of her honeypot, letting Musky have a field day with her. Then he took his wet finger and raised it to her face, when the smell of her own sex hit her face, she felt lust turn in her stomach and her mouth just fell open of its own accord.

“That is my girl,” he muttered as he stuck the finger in and she sucked on it while Musky continued finger fucking her.

She sucked on Femi’s finger like it was a little member, until he pulled it out of her mouth, took her by the neck and pulled her into a kiss.

Like all their kisses, it was deeply passionate and she kissed him back with such fervor. Letting go of the sheets to wrap her hands round his neck while Musky raised the skirt of her nightgown so he could see her honeypot better.

They gently laid her back on the bed.

It was time for the orgy of her lifetime to begin.