You belong to me...... (4)
Yes, he met someone.
He arrived in Anambra on a Wednesday evening and lodged in a hotel close to the company he was supposed to visit the following day. After resting for a while he decided to get food. Checking the hotel's menu, he found out that not only didn't they have good food but that the little they had was overpriced. He decided to take a stroll out of the hotel to get food. After all, he had never been to Anambra, he could just get a feel of what the place was like.
Getting out of the hotel, he became aware of the lack of noise and hurried attitude he was so used to in Lagos.
About 2 streets away from the hotel, he found a restaurant. Not the kinda tush ones common in his own part of Lagos, but those 'Mama put' ones found on every street and corner of the mainland areas of Lagos.
The crowd there was enormous and he was just there standing at one side wondering how he would get anything out of this frenzy.
He was just making up his mind to go back to the hotel and eat whatever overpriced nonsense they had to offer when a young lady he hadn't noticed before walked up to him. "Hello sir! Are you new here?" she asked. "Seems like this whole setting looks strange to you, is there anyway I can help you? ". Sam sighed his relief at what seemed to be the appearance of this guardian angel. "Oh! Thank you.I'm new here,just arrived today. I want to buy food but I don't think that's possible here."
"Ahh naa, don't worry. My name is Glory. My mother owns this place. Tell me what you want, I'll get it for you. " she told him, all the while smiling.
Sam introduced himself and quickly placed his order with her and went inside the eating area to take a sit. Hardly had he sat down that Glory had come back with his meal.
He thanked her profusely. "Can I sit and keep you company since you're here alone" she said. "Of course"he said, "please sit. I really appreciate the gesture". "Haha! Mr Sam, you've thanked me enough. It's no big deal. ".
"You can call me Sam, we're friends now" he told her.
She smiled and winked at him. 'She's not looking bad' he thought mischievously. And the flirting began...
They talked while he ate and when he was through he invited her over to his hotel. They left the restaurant together,gisting all the way to the hotel like long lost friends, laughing in the evening breeze . On getting to the hotel ,they sat in the in the bar and ordered drinks. Their chat drifted from the difference between Lagos and Anambra to who had better cooks - Yorubas or Ibos?
It felt refreshing having someone to talk to . He had really missed it. Simi was usually too tired from work to have time to chat when he gets home. She most times manages to fix a quick meal before dropping into bed. No gists, no sex. He had to admit he knew Simi to be a career oriented person before they got married by still...
Anyways, that night he got to know that Glory had just gotten out of a bad relationship. Her ex was a dumbass who enjoyed the pleasure but wasn't ready for the responsibility. She got pregnant, he told her he wasn't ready for it and told to abort it.
She aborted both he and his baby out of her life. She was currently recovering from the trauma of the abortion.
One way or the other, the talk came around to Sam. He had already told her that he was married and they talked about how his marriage was going. He explained how Simi was basically neglecting his needs and as expected she sympathized with him.
After hours of talking, they realized that time never stood still for them; it was close to midnight.
Sam offered to see her home but she refused . She told him her house wasn't far away from the hotel,moreover Sam had a long day ahead of him.
He saw her off to the hotel entrance and watched her walk away. He noticed the sway of her backside.
Damn!
He arrived in Anambra on a Wednesday evening and lodged in a hotel close to the company he was supposed to visit the following day. After resting for a while he decided to get food. Checking the hotel's menu, he found out that not only didn't they have good food but that the little they had was overpriced. He decided to take a stroll out of the hotel to get food. After all, he had never been to Anambra, he could just get a feel of what the place was like.
Getting out of the hotel, he became aware of the lack of noise and hurried attitude he was so used to in Lagos.
About 2 streets away from the hotel, he found a restaurant. Not the kinda tush ones common in his own part of Lagos, but those 'Mama put' ones found on every street and corner of the mainland areas of Lagos.
The crowd there was enormous and he was just there standing at one side wondering how he would get anything out of this frenzy.
He was just making up his mind to go back to the hotel and eat whatever overpriced nonsense they had to offer when a young lady he hadn't noticed before walked up to him. "Hello sir! Are you new here?" she asked. "Seems like this whole setting looks strange to you, is there anyway I can help you? ". Sam sighed his relief at what seemed to be the appearance of this guardian angel. "Oh! Thank you.I'm new here,just arrived today. I want to buy food but I don't think that's possible here."
"Ahh naa, don't worry. My name is Glory. My mother owns this place. Tell me what you want, I'll get it for you. " she told him, all the while smiling.
Sam introduced himself and quickly placed his order with her and went inside the eating area to take a sit. Hardly had he sat down that Glory had come back with his meal.
He thanked her profusely. "Can I sit and keep you company since you're here alone" she said. "Of course"he said, "please sit. I really appreciate the gesture". "Haha! Mr Sam, you've thanked me enough. It's no big deal. ".
"You can call me Sam, we're friends now" he told her.
She smiled and winked at him. 'She's not looking bad' he thought mischievously. And the flirting began...
They talked while he ate and when he was through he invited her over to his hotel. They left the restaurant together,gisting all the way to the hotel like long lost friends, laughing in the evening breeze . On getting to the hotel ,they sat in the in the bar and ordered drinks. Their chat drifted from the difference between Lagos and Anambra to who had better cooks - Yorubas or Ibos?
It felt refreshing having someone to talk to . He had really missed it. Simi was usually too tired from work to have time to chat when he gets home. She most times manages to fix a quick meal before dropping into bed. No gists, no sex. He had to admit he knew Simi to be a career oriented person before they got married by still...
Anyways, that night he got to know that Glory had just gotten out of a bad relationship. Her ex was a dumbass who enjoyed the pleasure but wasn't ready for the responsibility. She got pregnant, he told her he wasn't ready for it and told to abort it.
She aborted both he and his baby out of her life. She was currently recovering from the trauma of the abortion.
One way or the other, the talk came around to Sam. He had already told her that he was married and they talked about how his marriage was going. He explained how Simi was basically neglecting his needs and as expected she sympathized with him.
After hours of talking, they realized that time never stood still for them; it was close to midnight.
Sam offered to see her home but she refused . She told him her house wasn't far away from the hotel,moreover Sam had a long day ahead of him.
He saw her off to the hotel entrance and watched her walk away. He noticed the sway of her backside.
Damn!
Nice dearie
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