Bimpe - A Night to Remember. The Conclusion

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They enjoyed the scenery and most of all each other’s company. Bimpe had longed for a swim but had been hindered by the fact that she did not bring a swimsuit. Then there was the presence of Mr Smart, and so she had to comport herself accordingly.  When she sighted the Orange Tarzan boat speed away from the jetty, she got up, laughed mischievously and walked away from the table, where they had been having their meal.

She walked to the pool, unzipped her bum shorts and in a single motion the cropped top was off, and swoosh in the pool; she was a good swimmer. She had nothing on but her gold necklace, Bimpe swam the lengths of the pool before she came up for air. 

Then, she queried, “why didn’t you ask Oga Smart to be going since, “you will just be dulling somborie she teased” as she swam off again “are you coming?” He sat watching the rhythm of her dark buttocks as she swam away. Mr Benson, had not felt his penis erect in a long time, he felt alive, he would not get up for fear of revealing his erection he sat watching her swim, she climbed out naked as she had gone into the pool picked up her clothes and started toward him the rhythm of her beautiful dark breasts swaying to the beats of her steps, he was not going to miss a moment of watching this scene for the world, he watched her walk towards him, totally transfixed on that body, in his mind he was saying “shake baby, shake baby, 1-2-3.” 

She paid him no attention, she was clean shaven, all the way down to the narrowest part that his eyes could see. She walked up to the table, standing in front of him she took a sip of his scotch. And then she walked in to fetch a towel. Watching the motion of her buttocks in a synchronised twerk motion, brought out the beast in him. She was as beautiful in clothes but most beautiful without them. He could hear his heart pounding “Bimpe truly you are beauty personified” he whispered. 

Bimpe came out in a bathrobe, sat in her chair, crossed her legs under her, the robe parted, he could see through all the way to her clit, this girl would kill me he started to think. Bimpe shook him out of his thought you lied to me she said, Yea !! Samsung. He smiled at her still unable to speak. “The cat got your tongue now abi, you will not apologise?”,   “do you know what happens to people who tell lies?”, her gesticulations caused the upper part of the robe to open even more; first it was the cleavage and as if to say “hello” her right breast popped out, they were perfectly shaped and amazingly toned, in a prefect circumference the areola stood like they were meant to be, her nipples spoke to his senses they were calling out his name “Oluwasoji Adetola Benson come and get me”. 

He would swear any day, that he heard them call out his name. he wanted to move but his knees failed him, he took a gulp of air his Adam Apple moved up and down like a mechanical piston, he was speechless. Mr Benson sat in a chair dead to the world around him, he wanted what he saw and now he was no longer at ease, his fingers fidgeting, as if they had a mind of their own, this is torture, his loins told him.  

His ringing phone, brought him back to earth, it was Education Richer, he sounded nervous, sir the weather has come in suddenly winds are over 70miles per hour, I have had to secure the Boat, it is too dangerous to be out at sea. Sir you will have to stay the night. This was 5:30pm oh dear, he said thank you dropped his phone, and said to Bimpe it appears we have report of bad weather and cannot sail back home. Strong winds, we need to pack in everything or they will be flung by the wind in a bit. 

Concerned she asked if they were safe. Of course, we are he assured her as they packed up the tables and moved inside. Mr. Benson locked the doors and drew the blinds. The generator had been running so there was power, food, television, and most importantly each other’s company.              

The weather came in very quickly and in a matter of minutes they could her the trashing wind storm and the rain that followed, it was torrential she teased him about using his spooky powers to keep her in his beach house calling him a kidnapper, they laughed and he drank some more scotch, the storm had knocked out DSTV and so there was no TV to watch we might as well call it a night, he said as he made his way to his room. Headed into the shower, he came but out butt naked to find Bimpe, sitting on his bed waiting for him.  Still in the bathrobe she said it takes a while to get sleep so here she was, he smiled reached for a robe and sat next to her on the bed, it was now a rain storm, there was lightening followed by thunder; the winds whistled round the house. 

Don’t tell me you are afraid to be by yourself madam tough lady. He asked her, softly. Looking down at her feet, as if she was shy, she answered maybe I am. He smiled and said, you can sleep here if it would make you sleep easy, “thank you” she said and hopped into his bed              

Mr Benson could not remember the last time that he had been as happy. He walked to the wardrobe fished out a pair of sleeping shorts for himself and 2 sleeping shirts, here you go, he offered her the shirt smiling. She reached for his hand instead drawing herself up from the sitting position she allowed her robe to fall loose, his eyes scanned her beautiful bare body, with her other hand she undid his robe and inched even closer to him, let go of his hand, so that she could part his robe, looking down, to size him up, she saw his Big Black Penis rise to 45degrees and it kept ticking upwards till it was a clear 9 inches with a girth of over an inch and a half. 

Mr Benson was well endowed. It was neatly circled, by a very skilled tradesman, she had not seen any as bold and promising. Mr Benson remained motionless, Bimpe drove her well-manicured fingers over his chest scraping over his left nipple as if to trigger a response, it worked like the ignition switch to a rocket, he closed the gap, now his penis touched her stomach, it was still ticking up, Bimpe reached over his left shoulder, she pushed the robe off; the robe fell in total submission releasing the shoulder that had hitherto been in bondage. They maintained eye contact, neither of them made a sound, Bimpe was satisfying her curiosity, her lips parted as if to let out some air, looking in his eyes she scratched his right nipple in a sideways motion, he let out a groan, she drove her finger nail from the side of his chest down to his stomach. 

She moved her hands to his right buttock as if to weigh it, she broke the eye contact, and swiftly went for his navel she kissed it, her tongue exploring it in a circular motion, Mr Benson took a deep breath, it had been a long time coming, she did it again as if to confirm a password, this time he shivered, he could feel the pain in his penis as the blood flow continued to enlarge the organ, it caught Bimpe’s attention as it nudged against her breast, she knelt down before Mr. Benson as if she needed to look the enemy in the eye. 

The penis was closer to 60 degrees now, with her feathere touch, tongue teased the muscle line under the scrotum, he shivered once more, his hands clasped her head as if to stop her but he drew her closer, she kissed the scrotum again teasing the in back and forward strokes, she worked her way up the big black shaft teasing and kissing and sucking as her lips worked their way up the shaft she teased the grove of the cock, stopped for a second before she had the entire cock in her mouth. She sucked on the cock teasing with her tongue it sent shivers down Mr Benson’s spine his knee buckled, he braced himself, now gently massaging his scrotum she let one finger stray to the portion between his scrotum and his anus, applied a slight pressure, her mouth still working his cock, she had Mr Benson in shivers now, his legs were beginning to betray him. 

He scooped her off her knees and placed her on the bed, but this cat was not going down in a hurry, she was on a mission, but as he climbed on after her she rolled him onto the bed so that she was dominating him once more, she clasped his left nipple, sucked on the right nipple as if she wanted to extract milk, Mr Benson tried to push her off, even though he did not have the will to push, his body longed for the treatment. Bimpe’s tongue and her lips worked their way from his breast to his stomach as if to speak to his kidneys, his penis continued to enlarge he felt the tightness in his skin. The penis got Bimpe’s attention once more the cock was in her mouth, she teased even harder, he helplessly groaned, called her name but she would not yield, as if in a final effort he lifted her into a “69” position so that he could give her a taste of her punishment, he opened her folds and his lips licked, kissed and his tongue probed as it teased, Bimpe became distracted and eased up a little. He kneaded, kissed, licked and sucked and finding the little button he worked it with his tongue until she shivered. 

Finally, he had her attention, he turned her for the first kiss it was good, but he was not done pleasing her, he cupped her breasts kissed and sucked them he squeezed her buttocks, his fingers researchd her wet area, he teased her stomach in retaliation again and again, he placed her on his penis, she was shivering mumbling in languages he did not understand; his black shaft was in the glory land, she sighed as he entered. He lifted her up and down as though he was working a pestle in the kitchen pounding yam, her body ached for more she cried and winced she called for more raising her voice with every cry for more, they were passionate, their desires hungry for more, pinching, nibling, kissing and fondling, she came in a violent burst of air, Mr Benson was not far behind he came with multiple orgasm too, exploding in to her like a fireman’s hose. He was happy he felt fulfilled, now she was quiet her grip had loosened he steadied her face reaching for a kiss only to realise that her eyes had rolled to the back. 

Immediately the blood from his loins ran to his head, he pulled out called her name Bimpe, his heart was racing the rains had subsided, but she was lifeless, still warm but totally non responsive. He tried everything but it did not work. 

His mind wondered what a mess this is a scandal he would not recover from his mind raced to his family his wife would destroy him, he tried to pray but he could not find the words. He thought to call his friend Dr DejI, but he was scared, how would he explain himself, He could count on Dr Gbemi Joseph he thought but YJ would come to know about this too, for the first time in his life he was in serious trouble. He imagined the headlines, he imagined himself in a police cell, with some of those he had help put in there. Finally, his village people have caught up with him he thought. He fetched water from the bathroom sprinkled it on her face to no avail, Ah! I have killed somebody’s child he broke down crying over her, Bimpe don’t do this to me he pleaded, over what seemed a lifeless body. He thought about disposing of the body, but how was he to explain where his guest had gone to his boat driver, even then he could never discard of Bimpe, she was special to him. He tried CPR he was not sure how it worked guided by You tube, he gave it a shot it was after the 20th push that Bimpe coughed, he tried to finally get her into a comfortable position. Steadied her until she regained full consciousness. That was when she asked him to fetch her inhaler from her bag. 

Bimpe had had an asthma attack while having sex, she had experienced signs of the attack but they were too far gone to break the motion. They stayed an extra day nursing her to full strengths, before heading for Victoria Island jetty.  At the jetty as Mr Benson thought it best that they drove to a hospital, but Bimpe assured him, that she was fine. 

“Eh hen! Mr Benson you wanted to kill someborrie's child, I will tell my father for you, she said to him laughing profusely, he was relieved to hear her laugh. “You this girl,” he said you will not kill me; we must never do this again he said to her from now it will be a father and daughter relationship. And I am serious. 

Bimpe laughed out loud, and said to him if you try me I will act another movie for you now!!  

They both laughed as he sped for, headed to her home address in Surulere knowing that it would be hard to let Bimpe go!