TITLE: TOO PRECIOUS
WRITTEN BY: OGECHI ALABI
CHAPTER 29
Allen convinced PB to go with him. The children were spending the weekend at Hope’s; PB tagged along. PB wore a pair of jeans and a chiffon sleeveless top. She didn’t make any effort to look s-xy. She believed she didn’t nee-d to.
Allen asked, “Is this what you are wearing? Please put on a gown; you look s-xier in a gown. You can wear a long gown if you want; gowns and dresses fit you.”
PB reluctantly went to change into a gold sleeveless long bo-dycon gown. Allen smiled when she came back. “This is more like it. They won’t be able to resist you”. He said to her almost in a whisper. PB just smiled and walked out with Allen.
At the bar, the girls served drinks topless and with Gstring pa-nt ies. PB couldn’t believe her eyes. She was embarr@$$ed for their sake. She couldn’t look the guys in the eyes when introductions were being made. She felt as na-ked as the girls. It wasn’t a scene she was used to watching.
“Who brings his babe to a stri-pper’s bar?” one of Allen’s friends asked.
“Allen!” others chorused in response.
Allen smiled and explained, “She is my childhood friend. She was bored and nee-ded a new experience so, I brou-ght her along. We are not dating.”
PB added, “We are just friends, more or less brother and sister.”
The guys shoved it aside and talked about other things before the show began. Lights in the club were dimmed. Then the first girl came on stage. A beam of light focused on her while she did her act. She was of average height, light-skinned, she had big firm bre-ast s, a tiny wa-ist and lovely hips. PB didn’t care if she was facially beautiful; her figure was alluring.
PB couldn’t believe it when she bore it all. She was stark na-ked. When she opened her legs, PB quickly shut her eyes. Other acts were performed after hers. PB enjoyed the se-ductive stri-pping but expo-sing everything was a problem for her.
Then, in the dimness of the bar, she saw girls walking out without trays. She asked Allen in a whisper what they came out to do; he told her to watch and see. Then she saw for herself. The girls lapdance for whoever paid. PB gulped her drink as she watched the girls dancing on the lap-s of men.
“Would you want a lap dance?” Allen asked her.
“From my fellow woman? No, thank you. From a guy, I wouldn’t mind.”
“I want one; hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all.”
Allen signalled to someone, paid some money and a girl came to him. She wriggled on his lap. PB couldn’t believe her eyes as Allen tou-ched her bo-dy as she danced se-ductively on him. When it was getting too ‘serious’, she stood up and left the club. There was no way she was going to watch that.
She hadn’t walked a long distance when she heard her name. She turned around and there was Allen. He caught up with her and asked her where she was going. She answered him, “Home.”
“Why? I asked your permission out of respect for me to engage one of the girls and you agreed. What made you leave? You embarr@$$ed me.”
“It was too much for me to watch. I wasn’t comfortable.”
“But the other guys had girls with them; it was just fun. Out of respect for you, we weren’t going to leave the table to the private rooms.”
“Don’t bother; I am going home. You and your friends can have all the fun you want; my staying back will spoil it for you. It is my first time and hopefully my last. I don’t want to see girls displa-ying in full glee what I hold sacred and private. I can’t cope with that.”
“You nee-d to come out of your shell and see the world is changing. Nothing is sacred anymore. Have you ever gotten unsolicited messages from guys who se-nd a picture of their pe-nis es? I get from ladies who want me to have s-xwith them for money. It is a crazy world out there. This eases me off from girlfriend drama. I am of the relationship market for now.”
“What if your daughter decides to do this job? I mean, be a stri-pper. Would you be ok with it?”
“I don’t care. I haven’t placed my expectations too high. Whatever life she is comfortable with, she will get my full support.”
“It is easier said than done. You are saying this to justify doing those things to that girl. Imagine it was your daughter; would you have been happy watching a man desecrate her bo-dy like that?”
“Babe, it was a lap dance with some touching. It’s what we do behind closed doors with a girl and even more. There is no difference except you are not comfortable watching it. She will have s-xwith possibly more than one man; there is no big deal.”
“Think whatever you want to think. I am going home.”
Allen asked her to join him in his car so he could take her home; she joined him and they went home together. They made small talk or would I say civil argument on the ride home over stri-pping.
When they got inside the house, Allen pulled PB to him. “All this talk about stri-pping, nudity and s-xwith you got me hor-ny. The stri-pper couldn’t turn me on as you did. Let’s talk some more before you go to be-d.”
Before PB could respond, Allen planted a ki-ss on her li-ps. That was how it started. The ki-ss got dee-per with hunger. This was the first time since her divorce PB was being inti-mate with a man. She didn’t want this moment to come to an end. Before she knew what was happening, the zi-p of her dress was down and the top of her gown was off followed by her br@. Allen took her Nip-ples between his fin-gers while she mo-aned. She didn’t drink much; she knew what she was doing. She just couldn’t believe it was Allen who had his hands all over her bre-ast s. They ki-ssed further and then Allen stri-pped. He waited for her to take off her gown. He brou-ght out his wallet while waiting for her to undress. His hands went to work. He could hear PB mo-anloudly; he had to shush her not to wake everyone up. There, on the sofa in the sitting room, they had s-x. It was sweet, engaging and very memorable.
“Thank you. I enjoyed it very much. I haven’t had it this good in a long while.” Allen said to her as he drew her closer to him. They cu-mddled up to sleep. PB couldn’t sleep. She couldn’t believe she just had s-xwith Allen. She knew the next day would be awkward. She decided to enjoy this moment and allow tomorrow to take care of itself. She took in his scent and closed her eyes.
Emeka woke them up in the morning. He had come downstairs to put the kettle on and open the back door for the steward as was his morning routine. He saw them na-ked on the sofa. He gently woke Allen up and then left the sitting room.
Allen then woke PB up. She was embarr@$$ed. He asked her to dress up as he was doing and they both went upstairs. She wanted to leave for her room; Allen stopped her, ki-ssed her on the l-ipand then allowed her to go.
PB didn’t know how to act around Allen. She also didn’t want anybo-dy knowing what went on last night. She took a bath and then lay on the be-d. She enjoyed their encounter. She had missed Love-making and Allen flooded her with memories. He might just be right; she nee-ds a lover to give her the plea-sures she de-sired. She didn’t want to remarry; she had one chance at marriage and it didn’t work out. She would rather have a pa-rtnership that is not legalized so she can walk out without any drama whenever she wants to.
During breakfast, Allen acted very normally. He didn’t behave as though anything happened between them the night before. She was impressed by his maturity. They sat down together in the sitting room and they talked like they usually did. No discussion about the night before.
It was when she was about to leave for her room that Allen said, “Emeka saw us this morning”
“What? He saw us?”
“Yes, he woke me up,” he replied smiling.
“OMG! Hope he doesn’t tell your mum.”
“He won’t; he is mature. We can’t do it here anymore. We would have to meet somewhere else.”
“Wait a minute. What are you insinuating?”
“I thought you would be interested in a secret affair.”
“Secret affair?”
“I have two girlfriends. I took your advice; I am building a relationship with one. I had fun with you last night and I wouldn’t want to give anyone the impression we are together when what we have is purely physical. When we have a secret affair, we can decide where we want this to lead”
“I am not interested. I am trying to wrap my head around the secret affair you mentioned. We are friends who happen to have s-xand now we are having a shameful affair we have to hide? Wow! Precious, how did you get here.” She stood up and walked away.
Allen tried to speak with her but she refused to have further conversations with him. She felt insulted by him. She felt like the other woman who had to be hidden just as Biodun hid his baby mama. She decided to focus on her de-sire to have a child to fill the void.
The vacations came immediately and PB travelled with the children for the holiday. They went with Simon and came back four weeks later. During this time, PB had been in talks with Salim. He had the looks and the character that she wanted in her offspring. He didn’t recommend natural conception, he agreed with her artificial insemination and didn’t mind being in the life of the child.
They went to the hospital together to get Salim @$$essed for the sp-erm donation. PB had a consultation before the implantation and some tests were carried out. It was discovered she was pregnant. She couldn’t believe her ears. One encounter with another man and she was pregnant. She thought they used protection, it was possible Allen ran out of condoms.
She was happy; very happy that she was fertile and the enemy that called her names was shamed. Then she wondered how she couldn’t get pregnant with Biodun but he could get the other girl pregnant. She immediately suspected foul pla-y.
She was joyful but at the same time sad that it took her this long to get pregnant. Her next challenge was telling the person responsible. She had avoided Allen for over a month now. He had decided not to pursue her too. She avoided him when she came to drop off the children. She no longer spent the night over at their house like she used to.
Telling him would mean getting him involved in their lives (the baby’s and hers) while he had feelings for another woman. She could tell he was interested in someone else but was ready for them to sneak around. PB was happy she could still reason without emotions. She nee-ded help; she didn’t know what to do.
Tbc