SEXCAPADE OF NATASHA (34)
By Emdee David
Andy and Cynthia are reluctant about letting Natasha and Ken into their house. They had made love twice while listening to the estranged lovers argue and talk outside the door. They make their lovemaking so loud and rough that Natasha gets angrily jealous and pulls Ken away for a serious discussion.
Away from the house, by the car park, Natasha and Ken stand speechless, none knowing what to say or how to say whatever it is that needs to be said. Each is imagining Cynthia and Andy copulating and wondering what aspect of the action was really making them scream in pleasure.
Ken is more angry than jealous, Natasha is more jealous than angry. Ken wishes the situation was different; he could have tried something out with Natasha, even in the car…his car. Natasha calls his name and he frowns as he looks up at her. To his shameful amazement, he is having an erection as he stares at her and imagines wild things.
“Ken, what’s your problem?” questions Natasha. “Why are you after Cynthia? Is it to get back at me?”
Ken smiles. “I love her and she is carrying my baby.”
Natasha smiles, suppressing it as much as she can. “Well, two foolish reasons,” Natasha hisses. “Let’s get into the car and talk; you need to be told the truth.”
Ken remotely opens his car and starts toward it, expecting Natasha to follow.
“No, not your car,” She says with pride. “Mine.” She also punches the button that releases the locks of her new Bentley. The sound is unique. She walks a few steps towards it and in shock, Ken follows her. They sit on the front seats.
“Ken, you know I love you, you must know the truth,” Natasha starts to say. “That pregnancy is not yours. I have heard the whole story. Leave Cynthia alone and find yourself another woman. I know you have emotional needs, I can help you out anytime you need some release, but….”
“Shut up, Adesuwa,” Ken is not smiling. “You bloody liar. I will have nothing to do with you again. NEVER! EVER!”
“Alright, soothe yourself, but leave Cynthia alone. Go back to your wife, and if you really don’t want her again, file for divorce and stop tormenting her.”
“She is no longer my wife,” Ken shoots back.
“I saw your court marriage certificate with her….you are still…”
“It’s none of your business.”
Natasha giggles in mockery, and says, “It’s my business. Was I not the one you were taking to the altar, unknown to me, as a second wife? And your greedy lazy church did not do its homework well. How come they didn’t know you still have an existing nuptial contract with a village woman?”
Ken angrily nudges the door with the intent to open it but finds it locked. Natasha had ensured that. She laughs at him.
“Do you like my car?” she jests, and Ken glares at her.
“I want to go out.”
“Are you horny.”
“Open this door now.”
“Do you miss me?”
“Adesuwa, you are trying my patience. And to answer you, no I don’t miss you,” Ken is angry and serious.
Natasha gawks at him and says, “You mean you don’t miss my sweet nipples you like sucking like a baby?” She touches the tip of her breasts with her fingers, cycling it as if to locate the nipples. “Ken, let me make you scream as Cynthia is making Andy scream.”
Ken shouts at her and turns the wheel violently. “Open this door now or I will break your head or the screen…” Natasha shivers at his thundering voice. The electronic key drops on her laps. He grabs it and fidgets with the buttons. The beeps indicate the doors are open. He pulls the knob of the door beside him and nudges it with his shoulder. It opens and Ken goes out angrily. He goes to Andy’s house again and knocks. He could still hear screams, but this time, they were not of pleasure. Andy is beating up Cynthia. Ken bangs at the door violently. The door opens and Cynthia is standing at the door, almost naked. Ken is confused about what to do. Andy follows behind, throwing Cynthia’s bag and clothes at her. The bra falls on Ken’s face as he just steps in to help Cynthia. It smells of dried breast milk but he manages not to wrinkle his nose.
“Andy, you don’t have to do this,” Ken is saying. Natasha comes in, unable to suppress her amusement. She is laughing as Ken struggles to cover other naked parts of Cynthia. She just stands and looks. Cynthia is cursing, angry and ashamed. She avoids Natasha’s eyes as Ken takes her away.
Natasha steps into Andy’s house, prancing.
“What do you want?” says Andy, trying to be calm.
“Well-done. I like men who are strong and…bully,” says Natasha. “Hard men…like you, Andy.”
“I am not a bully, she just provoked me,” says Andy. “How can she be calling Ken’s name while I am making love to her? And she had told me nothing had happened between her and Pastor Ken….why was she calling his name when she was climaxing?”
“Obodo ro obodo” Natasha exclaims. “Double wahala for dead body…and the owner of dead body.”