The Reunion | A Short Story (+18)
“Hey, What’s up? I’m in your area. Want me to stop by?” I typed, deleted; typed again and deleted again. Should I or should I not? I mulled over sending the message. Rolling it over like dice in my head; I pondered on the possible pros and cons.
What’s the worst that could happen? She would probably say, “No, we’ve talked about this before. I’m seeing someone now. You can’t visit me”. “Does anything have to happen?” I quizzed myself. I knew the answer to that rhetorical question — something will happen. We have potent sexual chemistry. The only way to thwart any form of coital engagement was to stay far away from each other. She knew that and I did too. “Goddamit, I miss her.” I cursed under my breath. “Hey, what’s up? I’m in your area. Want me to stop by?” I hit the send button. She replied almost immediately. It wasn’t what I expected. “Sure, bring food and wine”.
Temi and I reconnected last year at our high school reunion party held at La Toprica Beach in December. The old students association representing my set had decided that it was high time we all converged under one roof for old time sake. It’d been a turbulent year for everyone across the globe — the pandemic and lockdowns. As soon as activities resumed, we were all desperate to attend social events.
There was someone I was looking forward to seeing again, and it was Temi. She was my crush, but our paths never crossed. While I was the skinny, scruffy, troublemaker struggling with his academics; she was the beautiful, most sought-after, sociable and high-flying kid that represented the school at award competitions. She got a lot of recognition during morning assemblies. That’s how and when I started liking her.
“Ronaldo!!!” someone yelled from afar. I looked up to the person who called me by my high school monicker. It was my partner in crime, “Saje”. “Saje”, real name Adekunle Tiamiyu was my best friend in school. We would play ball together, sneak out of school to play games — Xbox and Playstation. As traunts that we were, we were never in the top list of academic students. We barely got by. “Saje!!!” I screamed! We fist-bumped, hugged and chatted as we approached our fellow old school folks.
At the gathering, we reminisced about secondary school days — pranks, teachers, wardens at the hostel, senior students, bookworms, socially awkward, and party starters. Liquor was in abundance; some puffed weed, others lit up cigarettes. There were small chops, asun, pomo, and edibles to keep the mouth busy while we chatted and played games. Some took a walk towards the ocean; playing in the sand, diving into the water, playing chase and run with the tides. It was ecstatic.
My favourite moment was when we played “truth or dare”. We passed a red-cup while the music played in the background. If you were with the red cup when the music stopped, it would be your turn to play. I had spotted Temi earlier when I arrived, said a casual hello and continued chatting with my old peeps. However, I didn’t keep my eyes off her. Interestingly, I wasn’t alone. Once, I caught her quickly shift her stare away from me when I looked at her. I winked. She smiled. We were locked in a staring contest when the music stopped. Temi had the red cup. She chose “dare”. “Pick a guy and kiss him passionately for three minutes.” My heart stopped beating for a second when I heard my name. She had picked me. What!!! I acted coyly making people think I wasn’t pleased with it. I stood up when she approached me. With her charming eyes penetrating my soul, she put her left arm around my waist. Her right cupped my neck. Her lips touched mine. I could feel my heart melt. We kept on kissing until the crowd interrupted. She looked at me, smiled and whispered in my ear. “That’s for secondary school.”
As soon as my meeting ended, I ordered an Uber to take me to Temi’s apartment. It was less than 30 minutes away from the venue of my just-concluded meeting with a potential client. I stopped by at a local supermarket to get the chicken and chips with a bottle of Merlot wine. She had a mischievous smile on her face when I stepped into her room. “What?” I asked. Temi was wearing an orange T-shirt that stopped at her knee. She was looking as stunning as ever — even without her makeup on. I could see her nipples point out of the T-shirt. My mind started running wild. She wasn’t wearing a bra. “What else is she not wearing?” I thought. She moved past me to lock the door behind us. I walked towards her. She turned and faced me. Temi flashed her charming smile again. My heart melted. “You are so beautiful.” She blushed and looked away. I put my right hand across her waist; the left around her neck. She smiled again. I kissed her on the forehead. Her gaze met mine; our souls vibed. “I want to do dirty things to you,” I whispered into her ears.
I pinned her against the wall; my body pressed against hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I kissed her neck and threaded my fingers through her hair. It was jasmine scented and smelled freshly washed. My hand trailed down her body to the hem of her Tshirt. Slowly, I grabbed it and pulled it off, as she also eased out of it. She wasn’t wearing a pant. I stood for a second admiring her. She was beautiful. I had already wasted too much time, no more. I kissed her on her lips and neck. My tongue stroked her nipples and drew circles around them. She moaned — a bit louder than earlier. The sound was more like music to my ears. I wanted to make sure this experience would be memorable. My hands journeyed down her thighs. Fondling her left breast with my left hand, the right slid down between her legs. My right index finger rubbed her clit gently. I kissed her neck, fondled her breasts and fingered her. First, I fingered slowly, and then gradually increased the motion. The moans got louder. She was hungry for more.
She pulled me closer. Panting with an overwhelming surge of desire, she removed my shirt and trouser. She was about to start stroking my erect cock when I spotted the study table beside her bed. I lifted her, walked towards the bed and placed her on the table. I hurriedly pushed the items on the furniture. They dropped aggressively on the floor. With her legs spread wide, I went on my knees. Kneeling before her, her legs open, felt just right. I bent forward; kissed her inner thighs and started sucking her clits till her legs wobbled.
I moved her to the bed. Upon her request, I tied her hands up. She pointed me in the direction of a gold vibrator in her drawer. I put some lube on it and fucked her with the vibrator. It was nearly impossible for her to stay quiet. She swore, laughed and cried. The orgasm was intense.
“Fuck me!” She pleaded. “Not today, Temi.” I echoed. “Let’s eat. Do you have a microwave; the food would have been my cold by now.”
