“So, I don’t understand; tell me again how you’re needing new lingerie like every other week!”
I smiled as Ranti asked her questions; with all the goodness those blessed lingerie have been bringing in the form of rock hard-edness, why wouldn’t I want them every week! I should get ‘em like every three days, even.
“Madam I’m talking to you, be here!”
“Here! Yes I’m here jor. Ranti ooo… just tell me if you have new collections! Ehen, and I want that Calvin Klein panty with strings on each side… aaaaand I want the denim print thong… will go very well with my denim crop…”
“Aunty! Climb down from that your cloud first! Bimpe I’m not leaving this your house until you tell me what is going on o! Those underwears are in your size so I know you are not getting them for someone; besides I’m like the only girlfriend you have! Did a less-privileged home for ladies with limited undergarments open up somewhere?!”
“Chai! Ranti, you can twist someone’s intestines with questions, hian. Ok, I’ll give you a very short answer – things got really not-happening between Felix and I; so I decided to spice things up! And you are the angel God is using right now, so if you have plans to close up shop, not now o! Don’t even think about it!”
He slammed my back against the dining table; good thing I hadn’t laid out all the food yet… my back was going to hurt later; but later was when I was going to attend to that. Right now I could not ignore the bulge in Felix’s pant pressing hard against my lower tummy…
Five minutes ago…
I heard him enter the compound; I took one last look at my reflection in the living room mirror before I proceeded to the door. I looked into the peephole to be sure it was him; cos you know, a girl cannot afford to open the door to a stranger dressed in… this!
“Babe you will not believe who I was just on the phone with…”
He’d said those words before he took a look at me; and the instant he laid his eyes on me, I knew whoever was on the phone was the last thing on his mind! “Babe, you’re home horny… early today.”
I smiled my million-dollar, dimple-flashing smile at him, enjoying how he had stumbled on his words and was struggling with his tie. “Felix? I left work at the regular time, it’s you who’s late.”
“Oh yea, sorry, the guys wanted to grab a few drinks after close of business. I didn’t eat though, I knew you’d look… cook something nice.”
I took off the robe I was wearing on top of the main attraction… “Oh yea, I sure did; but first…”
He didn’t let me get any more words out, he grabbed me by the waist, and in about seven giant steps my back was being slammed against the dining table…
I could still feel his bulge growing, by the way, against my stomach. He was kissing my mouth, my face, my neck. His breath was hot on my skin. My lips were parted; I was trying to say something – I hardly remember what it was I was going to say; oh yes, his belt! “Fe, your belt is biting into my…” “Oh sorry babe.” He lifts his hip to make room enough to remove the belt and lower his trouser. I feel him struggling with the trouser with his legs as his mouth catches my left nipple – that’s the thing about fishnets, they cover/hide not much; but again, that was the idea!
I gasp and moan; he’s always known what switch to flip, always! So what happened? Our sex life went from really hot to extremely cold; after the wedding, shit was steamy! It was our mutual agreement to wait some two years, enjoy each other before having babies. The first year, the sex was amazing; then the second year – zilch, nothing, nada… we’d go from days without, to days that it was just to fulfil all marital righteousness – it was boring, almost annoying. I just knew I had to do something, before things got really worse; cos if things were like this before the kids, what would happen when they arrive!
Arrive… she felt close. His mouth had been on hers for a while; she was lost in thoughts about how the sex had sucked before these past few days. Sucked… suck… Fe was doing a great job with his mouth; his tongue was like a carrier, drawing forth my orgasm… “Fe, oh gosh…” Wait, for his mouth to be on me, he must have ripped that part of the fishnet… Girrrllllll, where’s your mind?! Be here (like Ranti would say)!
“Fe, ohhhhhh… What? Don’t stop.” My eyes widened in surprise as I watched him get up and lift me off the table. “Where are we going? Why…” He shut me up with a brief kiss… “Nowhere babe, we’re just going to flip you over, yes? That ok?”
Why on God’s given earth would it not be ok! He hadn’t touched me from behind in a long while; heck if I hadn’t been waiting for this! Slowly, I felt him enter me from behind, very slowly! Too slow that it felt like torture; maybe if I wiggled and shoved my behind towards him, he’d get the hint to increase the pace. “Easy babe, I know, but easy… aii?” Sighs, ok I’ll be easy, I’ll breathe and let him do his pace… I began to move in harmony with his rhythm; I felt his hand reach up to my back, stroking gently… a moan escaped my lips… “Oh Fe…” “Yes babe… you like?” “Hmmm hmmm… yea.” “Want me to go faster now?” “Yes please.” “I didn’t hear you babe, tell me what you want.” “I want you to go fast… real fast… yessss! Faster!” “I’m gonna let you cum first, babe aii? I’ll wait for you.” “I’m almost there… Shiiiiiiit! That spot, right thurrr… yes! Oh my God Fe, I’m cumming…” In the middle of my orgasm, I felt his hand go up the back of my neck and softly tighten around it as his thrusts became harder… “Bims! Babe… Awww!” He groaned as he spilled inside me, slightly collapsing on me as he held me to his body.
He turned me around and had me sit on the edge of the table, as he held me to him again, our chests touching this time around. “I haven’t heard you call me Bims in a while.” “I haven’t seen you wear one of these since forever… Bims.” True, I hadn’t worn one of these since back in the day when I made it my sole duty to be his seductress; I even forgot how hot I looked in ‘em. I smiled, and let my tongue stroke his tiny nipple… “Oh no babe, don’t start. Not yet. Go get your robe; we’re having dinner in bed.”
Dinner in bed… we used to do that. So many things we used to do. I made a mental note to make a list of things to bring back; I was going to title the list “Fuck yea!”… And on that list, fishnet – check!
Read The FeBims Chronicles (I) here