I have always wondered how I would lose my virginity. I always wondered if I would lose it to my husband on my wedding night like my mother told me she did or if I would lose it before then. I also wondered if it would be worth it. The events of last night seemed to have found an answer for that. Waking up naked in a strange place, I looked around me and my memory began returning.

I looked beside me and there he was, sleeping naked and snoring lightly.

I wonder what today will bring us.

Making love to him had been quite wonderful but I was beginning to wonder if I was just another conquest or do I mean anything to him? I looked at him again and the sight of his limp penis aroused me. Reaching and fondling it, I felt it stir and come to life. He woke up with a wiry smile on his face.  I lifted my face to kiss him and felt the warm, gentle touch of his lips.

Oh, the joy of being touched and held tenderly.  With… affection?

Feather-light, his mouth brushed across mine in the briefest of kisses. Delight shot through me. His warmth enfolded me. My lips parted with a soundless sigh and the kiss deepened, possessing me completely. Suddenly, it was over almost before I could believe it had happened. With a final, lingering caress at the corner of my mouth, he drew back, releasing me. My eyes fluttered open. I hadn’t even realised they were shut.

“Good Morning.” He said.

With a husky voice, I replied “Good Morning.”

He had an evil glint in his eyes and he moved closer to me. He kissed me again and his hand started roving on my body.

He turned me over; licking my nipples till they became taut and he bit them lightly.

I was in Planet Heaven.

He went lower and separated my thighs, delving his tongue into my love-hole. I pulled his head down, praying for him not to stop. I felt it churning inside me and I knew I was on the brink of orgasm. He chose that point to stop lapping at my clit.

He positioned himself, and he was inside me with one long smooth and hard thrust. I held on to him like my life depended on it. He went on for what seemed like hours and I came twice. His breathing started coming out in short laborious gasps and my brain told him he was close to his peak. Before I could push him off me, I felt the spurt of his seed deep inside me. Three more spurts and it was over.

He leaned on his elbow and looked at me.

Sweat was glistening off my body and I kissed him lightly. “That was awesome.”

“I’m glad you liked it.” Tunji replied.

“But, you didn’t use any protection?”

He sighed and said “Let’s just hope it doesn’t come to anything”.
Swinging my legs off the bed, I said “I want to have my bath”.

He pointed the bathroom to me and I locked myself in. I turned the faucet of the shower and cold water hit my body. It was then it hit me that I didn’t know where my roommate Helen was.

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Helen’s eyes fluttered open and it took her seconds to realise she had no idea where she was. Her heart rate increased and she tried getting up. Her head swam with dizziness and she sank back into the pillow.

Terrible headache.

Her mouth tasted sour. She turned slightly when she heard a soft snore beside her. She shrieked weakly when she saw his face, sleeping.

Her panic increased, making her headache worse.

She groaned.

What had happened?

Who was he? What was his name?

She tried calming down, wincing in pain.

She tried to remember.

Ma something.

She blew breathe out of her lips.

Yes.

Mayowa.

That was his name.

She remembered being set up with him by her bunkie, Dunni.

Slowly, she raised her head and pushed the duvet off. She stared at her nude body in horror. She reeled in shock, her mind assuming the worst.

He had raped her.

He had gotten her drunk and raped her.

Ungracefully, she left the bed, opening doors in the room before she found the toilet. She sank at its foot and threw up into the bowl.

God.

Her head was hurting like mad.

Hangover.

When she was done, she flushed and got up. Wiping her mouth, she entered the room.

He was still asleep.

Angrily she walked to the bed and roughly yanked the duvet off him, and wrapped it round herself.

“Bastard” she growled as he woke up.

He looked disoriented. “Mmh..”

She walked up to him and slapped him.

That woke him up.

“AhnAhn!” he complained, eyes clearing.

“Bastard! You Bastard!!” she punched him and he cowered.

“Helen calm down! Stop!”

Helen groaned, head hurting from the exertion.

“What did you do to me! You!” she tried kicking him and he rolled away clumsily.

“I didn’t do anything! What are you talking about?”

“Don’t lie to me!” she shrieked, trying to stop herself from crying.

“You raped me! You..” she began crying. She sank on the bed, crying bitterly.

Mayowa looked confused and then he understood.

” Oh! God! No Helen! I didn’t!”

“Shut up!” she yelled.

Mayowa got up and went to her.

“Listen to me. If I raped you, you’d feel very sore down there. Think about it. Do you feel sore?”

Helen sniffed, realising the only pains she felt were in her head.

She shook her head.

“Exactly” Mayowa said. “Because I didn’t touch you. I swear on my life.”

Helen tried to calm down. “So why am I not wearing anything?”

Suddenly feeling shy, she pulled the duvet tightly over her body.

Mayowa smiled softly and yawned. “I had to get you out of your dress. You spilled a drink on it and frankly, it reeked.”

Helen nodded. “I was drunk?”

Mayowa grinned. “Very!”

He laughed and Helen threw him an evil glare.

“Did i…misbehave?”

“Nah. You passed out so took you out. Told your friend before I left but she didn’t seem to mind. She was busy with Tunji.”

Helen huffed “I’ll kill that girl.”

She winced, headache building.

Mayowa came closer. “Hangover?”

She nodded. “Mad one.”

“Lie down. I’ll get you something for the headache.”

Helen nodded and laid down.

Mayowa left the room, going into the kitchen.

Quickly he prepared a  light breakfast of scrambled eggs and bread and poured  some orange juice into a glass. Putting it all in a tray, he brought it back to her.

Her eyes were closed when he came in so he studied her face for a moment.

She was quite beautiful.

“Stop staring” she muttered, eyes still closed and he chuckled in embarrassment.

“How did you know I was staring?” he said, dropping the food-ladden tray beside her on the bed.

She opened her eyes. “I could smell the eggs but it wasn’t coming any nearer so figured you were.”

He smiled.

“Room service. Breakfast in bed is served.”

She smiled, a little bashful. “Thanks. Can I have some painkillers first please?”

Mayowa got up. “Sure!”

He riffled through drawers until he found a box of Paracetamol.

He handed it to her and she nodded her thanks. She popped two tablets and swallowed it down with her juice.

“Now eat or I’ll feed you” Mayowa said, sitting back on the bed.

She grimaced. “I didn’t even brush.”

Mayowa laughed. “Just eat. You can brush after eating. I’ve got an unopened packet of toothbrushes. Soap too. You’d need to shower. I kind of rinsed part of your stained dress in water so it should be manageable by now.”

“Wow…”

Helen smiled softly. “You did quite a lot…for someone you just met just last night.”

Mayowa smiled, blushing. “Not every time I get to help beautiful ladies and moreover, a lot can happen within a night.”

Helen laughed.

“Thank you very much. And…sorry about the accusation”

“Nah. It’s ok. I totally understand.”

They smiled at each other and suddenly, Helen felt her heart quicken.

Shy, she dropped her eyes to her food and began eating little by little.

It was going to be a good day for her…maybe…

To Be Continued