Must Read: The Worst Guy (18+)…
Written by Ed..
Delectable Uju and her boyfriend, Kelechi share intense and true love till Dele moved into a room across an alpha-male Dele’s, his next door neighbour, who is a complete contrast to Kelechi with regards to their appearance. Uju despises Dele; but she still craves for his attention.
Ujuexhaled in a small groan as she put down her box. Her boyfriend Kelechi, coming in behind her, hit the door frame slightly as he stepped into the small dorm room carrying a box of his own. He put it down heavily on the tiny bed and turned to the love of his life. Uju smiled at him as he approached. “Thanks for helping me move in, sweetie,” he said.
Kelechi put his arms around Uju’s waist in a loose embrace and let his forehead rest against hers, a small smile on his face. They held each other’s gaze for a long moment before Kelechi moved in for a kiss. Uju felt his lips against hers, uncertain and gentle. The kiss was brief, but Kelechi and Uju stayed there, resting against each other, for a while, just taking comfort in each other’s presence. “I love you,” said Kelechi.
Their intimate moment was interrupted by a loudsound from the doorway before Uju could reply. The young lovers turned quickly, caught off guard by the disturbance. A man stood in the open door, leaning against the door frame and eating a biscuit. He took another chew, letting out another noisy munch.
“Well, E dei like say thing wan start to dey interesting,” said the newcomer in a deep baritone. “If i bin tey small like one minute, i for get free show.”
He stared directly at Uju, locking eyes with her as he spoke, until she felt herself smile awkwardly in deep embarrassment and look away. He waited for her to look back up, which she did almost immediately; when they made eye contact again, he was to one to break it by letting his gaze sweep up and down her body. His attention made Uju’s embarrassment even more serious.
This wasn’t the first time someone had stared at Uju, and it was well-deserved. She was one of those few lucky girls who combined a petite, slender body with large natural breasts. Uju was short, standing just over 5’ft tall. Her long black hair was pulled back into a knot that hung down to the small of her back. She was wearing a tight tank-top that emphasized her D cup Bosom and a pair of leggings that accentuate her Buttocks and her strong, firm legs without revealing anything. At the moment, her full lips were press together, and she had turned her dazzling eyes to the floor rather than risk catching the stranger’s eyes again.
The stranger walked into the room. He flashed his eyes briefly toward Kelechi, taking note of his presence for a moment before returning his attention to Uju.
“I beDele,” he said, still staring confidently at Uju. “I dey stay next flat.”
Kelechi cleared his throat and shifting his body to place himself between Dele and Uju.
“Kelechi,” he said, holding out his hand. “Your neighbour, I guess.”
Dele ignored Kelechi for a moment more, and then turned to face Kelechi directly. Dele’s face broke into a wide, smile as he took Kelechi’s hand and gave him a firm handshake. Kelechiwinced when Dele grasped his hand, expecting a crushing grip from the newcomer, but relaxed when no pain came.
Standing side by side, Uju had her first chance to compare her boyfriend and his new neighbour. Dele was a fine-looking man. He must have been a bit over six feet tall, giving him quite a few inches on both Kelechi and Uju. He was baldand had a sparkling eyes. He was wearing khakitrouser and a navy-blue t-shirt that was fairly body-hugging across his well-developed chest and shoulders. Kelechi, by contrast, was almost plain-looking; he had somewhat bushy hair, small eyes, and lacked Dele’s well-defined muscles, and his shirt covered a body carrying just a small structure. Uju shook her head when she realized what she was doing and put on her most convincing fake smile.
“I’m Uju,” she said, extending her own hand as Kelechi broke away from Dele’s grip.
Deleeffortlessly took her hand and turned it palm-down. Before she could react, Dele bowed his head and planted a swift but firm kiss on the back of her hand. He looked up with a wink.
“You dey charming,” he said with a wink.
Kelechi was momentarily stunned. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said, “but we’re just getting everything moving in and I think we need some time to unpack.”
Dele didn’t seem to hear Kelechi. He let go of Uju’s hand and walked over to Kelechi’s bed. Then he sat down on it, leaning against the wall with a hand behind his head. The movement pulled his shirt up, and Uju couldn’t help but notice his flat stomach and abs.
“O boy, this room make sense, abi?” he said, taking another big bite of his Kuli-Kuli.
He chewed noisily for a moment, and then continued. “E no too big sha, but nah only you dey live here nah. Me sef i no like to share.”
He took a final bite from the kuli-kuli and set down the crumbles on the desk at the end of the bed.
“Una dei enjoy una sef when nobody dei…shebi?” Dele’s eyes didn’t stray from Uju the whole time he spoke.
Uju felt a frown creep her face, as a bout of anger emerge. “That’s none of your business,” she said, angrily. “If you don’t mind, we would like to get things arranged here and you’re in the way.”
Dele stood up and stretched, drawing Uju’s eyes back to her well-defined abs. “Listen, Smallie, this no be vexing matter. I just wan say hello as a good neighbour dey do. Kelechi, we go bond well well. You want something knock my door, I go appear.” With that, he walked out. Uju caught herself staring at his Buttocks as he left.
To Be Continued…
Categories: The Worst Guy