LAST NIGHT IN EDEN [Episode 2]

Growing up amongst two elder brothers and three elder sisters thought Doris a little about everything. She was more or less a child born out of the unbridled passion of her parents on a rainy night. Her immediate elder sister was fifteen years older than she was, could you paint the picture?

Now Eighteen and an undergraduate, Doris was being sponsored by both parents and siblings. She lived on her own off campus, she lacked nothing but the “beast” in her as her mother called it drove her into working as a stripper in a night club. She had the looks, the perfect body with brains to match. Her few friends often wondered how she successfully balanced having an active social life and yet be a honours student.

“you're late” Fred scolded.

“ever heard the word traffic before?” Doris replied her boss as she headed for her locker to change.

The other girls ignored Doris, she didn't like them either. She was almost nude as she rubbed Rose oil on her thighs and upwards to the perfectly moulded breast she had gotten from her late mother and back down to her God sculptured hollowed hips which gave her a perfect figure amongst the numerals-eight.

“you'd have to be on your A game tonight” Fred said under his breath only to Doris' hearing.

“what's so different about tonight?”

“Some...”

“fetch me my cologne in that bag” Doris interrupted.

“are u even listening?” Fred asked as he handed the bottle of cologne to Doris.

“allow me work in peace tonight Fred. Please. ”Doris groaned.

“Good things come to those who obey." Fred whispered into Doris' ear before walking out of the changing room.

Good things really did come because before midnight the club was shut down with politicians of every hierarchy. The other girls were going crazy, Doris remained unmoved.
Her time came and she did her thing. All but one were reaching out to get a feel of her. For that one who stood out, she gave a so erotic filled lap dance with strokes to his already erect manhood gushing with blood and obvious breathing veins. Tekena Diepreye was lost after that night.

“The man wants your number.” Fred said as he puffed out a ring of smoke.

“what for?” Doris inquired as she dried herself with a towel.

“you drove him bonkers. Be careful what u wish for" Fred said with a mischievous smile on his lips.

“he looked sex starved" Doris defended.

“you've got to finish what you started" and at that, Fred left the changing room.

“why a stripper?” Tekena asked .

“I love the job” Doris replied with a straight face and a shrug.

After two weeks of incessant wooing and nerve jarring supply of gifts, Doris agreed to have dinner with Tekena.

Forty-one and married, Tekena still had the charm of a teenage boy. The white patch of hair on his head lent him a rugged look. Tall and well built, Doris was sure the man had a work out routine.

“Allow me change your life. ” Tekena pleaded.

'Doris scoffed. ”change my life? My life is perfect as it is. I'm not hungry."

“You're stubborn 'Tekena said with a wry smile as he drained his glass of wine' but I like it”.

“what do you want? You're married, with kids."

“I guess I'm greedy” he replied.

“well, I'm not" Doris said with a straight face.

“allow me teach you" Tekena replied with eyes full of mischief.

Link to [Episode 1]


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