The Plan

Chapter 6

TOBI

It's officially Friday, I could hardly concentrate at work. I was clumsy and fussing over every little detail.

At 5pm, I hurriedly left the office to my place. I haven't seen Tayo since he invited me but we've been texting. He sent me his address earlier today and warned me not to change my mind about his party.

The party is supposed to start by 7:30pm but going by Nigerian time, I'm sure it will start by 9pm. I decide to clean my place so I could clear my head.

I start with my kitchen, I clear the dishes from last night, I clean the oven, I sweep and mop the floor. I move to the sitting room to make it look presentable. I gather my laundry and put it in the washing machine.

By the time I'm done, it's 8pm so I hop in the shower to get ready. I'm nervous. My hands are shaking as I wash myself but I don't stop to think of the reason why.

I choose a black t-shirt and a blue ripped jean with white sneakers. I look at the mirror and see that it looks okay. I spray my perfume and then I sit on my bed.

I start breathing rapidly and it feels like I'm hyperventilating. I don't think I can handle being in close range with him. I already feel so much for him. These few days of texting and late night calls has left me with enough fantasies that I feel like if I see him I'll blurt out that I might be falling for him.

I'm breaking a sweat so I pick up my phone to call him to cancel. It rings twice then he picks up. I hear music in the background, I explain to him that I don't feel good and I apologize that I wouldn't be able to come. He sounds disappointed and a little worried. He made me send my address to him so he'll send something over for me. I feel bad so I oblige.

I take my clothes off, warm my leftover pizza to eat then I go to bed.

At 1am, my phone rings and it's Tayo. He says he's outside my door and I should open up.
I get up and I'm wondering what's wrong but as I open my door, all thoughts go to the wind as I take in his appearance.

He's wearing black shorts and a white T-shirt. He smells like soap as if he recently took a shower. He's holding a small bag in his hands and he's smiling shyly at me.

I let him in and he says he was worried about me and went to the pharmacy to get some drugs. He also brought some food and cake from his party.  I don't know what to say because I'm just staring at how scrumptious he looks.

I've only had sex with one man and it was a married man. He deceived me and before I knew it, I was in a relationship with him. I thought he loved me. I spent months being a  side thing. Taking scraps of love when he could give me.

Little did I know he had other guys like me he was fucking with. As soon as I found out, I gave myself a thorough pep talk and ended it with him.

Since then I decided to never let my guard down with other guys until I'm sure he's officially single and he also feels the same way about me.

Tayo is sitting on my couch and I'm reconsidering my celibacy. He looks good enough to eat. I just want to tear off his clothes and have my way with him.

My mouth feels dry and I admire him in all glory. I feel myself getting hard so I sit on the opposite couch and try to compose myself.