“I know because there is no need to doubt it”........She replied confidently.
“But that is not convincing enough. I need something very convincing because I don’t want to hang my fate on a balance”........I said, with a bit of doubt.
We were still dragging our feet on the matter when Evelyn suddenly nudged me, pointing out two figures approaching the eatery. I turned to look, and to my surprise, Sandra and Kennedy were walking towards us, their presence catching me off guard.
A surge of unexplained fury welled up inside me, triggering a familiar sensation of suffocation. I lifted my head, gasping for air, and simultaneously took a long, calming swig from the water bottle on my table, trying to quell the rising storm within me.
I averted my gaze as they approached the entrance, knowing that our table's proximity to the door made it inevitable that they'd spot us.
They entered and made their way to a vacant table on the opposite side of the eatery. Sandra's eyes met mine, but she quickly looked away, avoiding eye contact.
“Remember you asked how legit my source is?
Come on let me show you”.........Evelyn muttered, drawing my mind back.
I trailed behind Evelyn, speechless and seething with anger. The confirmation I had been trying to avoid hit me like a ton of bricks: it was clear that something had indeed been brewing between Sandra and Kennedy.
The icy glint in Sandra's eyes as she glanced at me was unmistakable, and her complete disregard for Evelyn and I was palpable, she couldn't even muster a greeting, let alone a word of acknowledgement.
“You don’t have to allow what you are seeing right now eat you up, just let it go”..........Evelyn said, holding my hand as we walked out from Mami market.
As we neared the Pavilion, Evelyn retrieved her phone from her waist pouch and made a quick call to someone, inquiring if they were available. Apparently receiving an affirmative response, she ended the call with a brief assurance that she was on her way.
Evelyn asked me to tag along with her to the army barracks, explaining that she had to meet with her platoon commander for a pressing matter.
“Is he your source?”.........I asked, as we made our way towards the army quarters.
“Just wait and see”........she replied.
Evelyn guided me to a specific room within the quarters and rapped gently on the door.
A feminine voice from inside invited us to come in. I was taken aback, having expected a male platoon commander, as the soft, female tone granted us entry.
I stepped inside, and my eyes landed on the stunning female army officer, renowned for captivating the hearts of many men. Evelyn warmly greeted her, taking a seat beside the officer, and introduced me as her "school son", a term of endearment that conveyed a close, familial bond.
I exchanged warm greetings with the army officer, who graciously offered me a seat.
Evelyn and the officer then engaged in a hushed conversation that lasted several minutes.
As their discussion drew to a close, the officer gathered her belongings, including her keys and lunch flask, and exited the room, the sound of the door locking into place echoing through the air as she closed it behind her.
“Who is she?”........I asked, walking to the bed and looking around the room which is self -contained and fairly furnished with a 10 by 12 inches bed.
The vibrant floral carpet perfectly complemented the soothing blue hue of the room. In a cozy corner, a sturdy reading table stood alongside a matching chair, adorned with a thoughtful selection of books and a Bible, creating a peaceful retreat for quiet contemplation.
A tall wardrobe stood sentinel at the foot of the bed, while atop the bed itself, a pair of rugged military boots lay proudly displayed, a testament to the officer's profession.
“She is my platoon commander”......... Evelyn replied.
“And what has she got to do with how legit your……” Just as I was about to utter my final word, our lips collided in a tender kiss, silencing me.
The familiar sensation was like a homecoming, and I couldn't help but acknowledge how deeply I'd missed the softness of her lips.
I felt a faint hesitation, but my deeper desire propelled me forward, and in that instant, I craved the intimacy. Our lips devoured each other with reckless abandon, as the pent-up emotions burst forth in a torrent of passion. We kissed with the fervor of two star-crossed lovers reunited after an eternity apart.
As our lips remained entwined, I gently guided her down onto the bed, lowering myself beside her. As our passion intensified, our clothes became a hindrance, and we hastily discarded our tops, sending them flying across the room.
We resumed our ardent kissing, and I deftly slipped a hand behind her, releasing the clasp of her bra.
Breaking our kiss, I dipped my head and enveloped her taut, swollen nipples in my mouth, sucking with unbridled intensity, as if I sought to extract her very essence through the sensitive tips.
While I suckled on one of her boobs, I was teasing the other tip with my finger, she held tight to my head pushing it down hard to her Boobs.
When I felt I had feasted enough on her Boobs, I kissed my way through her tummy downed to her shorts. Dragging it down to her foot, I slipped in a finger and felt her dripping Kitty.
I tickled her already swollen clit before pulling down my shorts, setting my rod free.
She had her eyes closed, lost in the world of pleasure. I continued tickling her clit, while smearing the already leaked prêcum over my Rod's cap.
Gently I guided my rod into her warm tight kitty, with her walls clinching to my rod. She squirmed and covered her head with the pillow in other not to attract attention to the room.
I began moving inside her with a slow, deliberate rhythm, gradually building up to a more fervent pace. I sustained this intense cadence until I felt my passion reaching its peak, my body tensing in anticipation of release.
I tried to withdraw to delay the inevitable, but her legs were firmly wrapped around my waist, holding me in place. Instead, I intensified my movements, delivering deeper, more passionate thrusts until I reached the point of no return, and my release followed.
She let out a deep, satisfied sigh, biting into the pillow as her fist pressed into my waist, urging me deeper. Afterwards, I rose and began gathering my clothes, while she remained sprawled across the bed, her eyes closed in serene contentment.
No sooner had I finished dressing than a knock at the door broke the silence. I chose to ignore it, but Evelyn quickly sat up, wrapping herself modestly in the bedsheet. The knock came again, and this time she responded, her voice barely above a whisper, before the lock clicked and the lady re-entered the room.
A faint smile flickered across her face, but she swiftly suppressed it, her expression turning neutral as she took in the scene of Evelyn hastily covering herself with the bedspread.
“You have to go to your hostel, they are already chasing people in”.........she said to me, placing the food flask on the table.
I glanced over at Evelyn, and she nodded discreetly, her eyes conveying a "go ahead" message. I then turned to the army lady, who seemed blissfully aware of the intimate moment Evelyn and I just shared.
I muttered a hasty "thank you" before beating a quick retreat from the room.
As I made my way out, I encountered a group of army personnel who cast curious glances my way, but didn't detain or question me. I continued on, leaving the quarters behind and breaking into a jog as I joined the throngs of corpers hastening towards their respective hostels.
Upon returning to the hostel, I flopped onto my bed, weighed down by a nagging sense of guilt. Lost in introspection, I was jolted back to reality by the ringing of my phone, Evelyn's name flashing on the screen.
“Are you in the hostel?”........she asked me “Yeah, and you?”......I inquired.
“Will be going in later. That’s how legit my link is”.........she replied with a giggle.
“I will still have to see how sure the other one is but meanwhile your link is undoubtedly sure. I also need to rope Sandra in, don't know if it’s cool with you?”........I requested, and she kept mute for a while before replying.
“Well let me talk to her and see if she is cool with it, but while I do that, try and get in touch with your girlfriend and know her take on it. And while doing that don’t let your emotions do the talking”..........she advised.
“Thank you so much”........I muttered.
“Anything for you my baby”.......she replied.
I ended the call and shouted out for Yamani, but I knew it was a pointless attempt, as he was already fast asleep, his snores a clear indication that he was oblivious to my summons.
To be continued..........
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