Busy Lane Street (Episode 1)

Fola alighted from the bike, looks down the narrow street with the houses not separated by any fence to indicates that they belong to different person. He turn back to the bike man and ask

 

“Are you sure this is the street?”

“Oga, this is busy lane street. Abi because it doesn’t look busy to you?” The bike man replied him sarcastically.

 

Fola smiles at the man’s sarcastic answer. The man is in his mid-twenties, looking rough and dirty. He shrugs, brought out his wallet from his jeans back pocket and gave the man a thousand naira.

The bike man collects it, gives a wry smile and zoom off without giving his passenger his change.

 

Fola was stunned at his action and didn’t even know what to do at the moment. After getting his composure, he smiles and tell himself that he is going to get back at him before leaving the neighborhood.  

He walks carefully trying to locate the number of the house he was going then he noticed a lady adjusting her wrapper coming out from one of the building. He smiles as he approaches her.

“good day madam.” Fola greets still greeting the lady.

The lady frowns at the stranger smiling sheepishly at her. She thought to herself

 “Why is this one smiling.”

She ignores him and tries to move away from him but he blocked her path and the stranger greets again but without the smile.

“What is your problem. Mister?” She asked sounding angry.

 

 

“I am trying to locate a place and the houses here are not numbered.” Fola answered getting irritated by her rudeness.

“So? How is that my concern?” the lady replied him angrily and almost dropped her wrapper and she quickly adjusts it.

 

Fola didn’t miss the little action and starts appreciating the lady and her beauty.

“Look, please I just got here and I am going to number 12.Please” Fola begged.

She hissed and replied. “ the house beside the one I just came out from.”

“Thank you. By the way I am Fola and you are?” Fola quickly adds after thanking her.

The lady gave him a condescending stare before replying.

“I am Lola.” She hissed and didn’t wait for him to say anything.

Fola looks on at her backside and didn’t know when he licked his lips with his tongue.

Lola looked back and caught him checking her out. She smiles and walks to where she was going.

Fola briskly walks over to the place where she indicated and walks inside the building. The building has four doors to his right and to his left. He wonder which one is the door to his uncle’s room.

“I should have asked the lady. Maybe she would know his room.”

“That one that was just frowning and angry without reason.” He talks to himself.

He was unsure if he should start knocking on every door one after the other. He sighed and knocked on the first door to his right but no answer and he tries the one to his left still no answer. He keeps trying till he gets to the last door to his left and when he couldn’t get any answer he proceed to the back of the house and was surprised to see the lady he just met and walks up to her and discover the place was the kitchen.

“Hello again” he greets.

The lady looks up from her cooking and smile this time. Fola was a little taken aback but he quickly adjust himself.

 

“Hello, What can I do for you young man.” The Lady answered.

Fola was angry by the statement that he was a young man and knows by her look that she couldn’t be older than him.

“I am here to see Mr. Akin.” Fola replied suppressing his anger with a fake smile.

 

“Mr Akin’s room is the first room on your right and I don’t think he is around.” Lola replied him.

“Thanks.” Fola said and was leaving when an idea comes to his mind.

“Are you Mr. Akin’s wife or fiancee?” He asked smiling genuinely this time.

“No. I am one of his neighbors.” Lola answered him cheerfully.

“Sorry, It’s being a while that I have seen my uncle.” Fola tries to apologize.

“No need to apologize.” Lola said turning to what she was cooking.

Fola left the kitchen and look around the back of the house and wonder how anyone could be leaving in this kind of place. He saw a flat concrete and sat down; dropped his bag besides him and bend his head on his knees.

“Fola! Fola!!”

Fola woke up to the calling of his name and saw Lola looking at her at the door entrance.

“Fola is still your name right?” She asked him when he was looking at her with confusion.

“Yeah…I I must have dozed off.” Fola replied.

“Okay, would you like to come inside and waits for your brother?” Lola offered with a straight face.

“That would be nice.” Fola replied and left the concrete that he was sitting on and followed Lola inside. He kept having erotic thought about the swaying of her behind and wonder if he could just touch it.

“You can sit over there.” Lola offered.

The statement makes him withdraw his eyes from her buttocks and walks carefully to the couch he was offered to sit on.

“Thank you.” He murmured has he seats.

“You are welcome.” Lola said and swayed her buttocks on her way to the next room.

 

“Hmm…I hope my love for a succulent ass won’t put me into trouble in this building.” He said to himself quietly as he observes his surrounding.

The room had two other settee, a flat screen television and an old sound system and the place was really neat.

“So what can I offer you?” Lola asked when she returns from her room.

 

 

 

“I would want to yank off your pants off and fuck your pussy.” He said in his mind but only said “I am okay for now.” with a smile.

“Okay ooo.” She answered as she walks seductively back into her room.

Fola gulps an invisible water down his throat and hoped he would behave himself before his brother arrives. He kept his thought off the attraction he is having for the lady he just met by bringing out a book from his bag and starts reading. Not long he heard a loud bang and a moaning sound coming from the room Lola was staying.

He walks towards the curtain seperating the room from the sitting room and clears his throat.

“Hope everything is alright, Lola?” he asked feeling concerned. He heard the moaning sound again.

“Are you alright?” He calls out again.

“I am alright…I fell and sprain my ankle.” Lola replied with pains in her voice.

“Can I come in and help or you would be alright?” Fola asked not sure if he should go inside the room.

“I should be alright.” Lola manage to say.

“Ok. Is there anybody around that I can call for you?” Fola asked feeling concerned by the sound of her voice.

“Everyone had gone to work, don’t let be disturb you.” She replied him amidst an encruciating pain.

Fola summon courage and draw back the curtain and saw her lying down beside the bed. He cautiously approaches her.

“Let me help you sit on the bed.” He said when he gets to her side.

 

 

As he raise her up with her shoulder her wrapper fell and he was transfix on the spot and got carried away by her succulent, firm breast and her flat tummy. He couldn’t control his urge again. He gently put her on the bed and starts massaging her breast.

“What are you doing?” Lola asked and did not made any attempt to push him away.

“I…I “ Fola was trying to say until he replaces his hand with his mouth on her breast and start sucking them gently.

“Hmmmm” Lola could only moan and forgot about her sprained ankle.

 

Fola walks tiredly back to the couch he was sitting before and feel happy and weak. He picks his bag and decides to check on his uncle.

“Where do you think you are going?” Lola asked standing akimbo by the entrance to the room, still stark naked.

Fola turn towards her and stutter to get the words out from his mouth when he still sees her naked body and his dick betrays his tiredness.

“I think I should check on my uncle before your man comes in.” Fola manages to say.

“Nobody is coming in.” Lola said and seductively draw his mouth on hers and another round begins.