The one-night experience

I choose to remain anonymous while I share my very recent story.

I'll be miss X for your reference.
There's a Mrs O
And a Mr Who?

So I've been stuck in the same boring routine of my usually boring and rising career life. I recently got employment at a good paying bank in lagos island. It allowed me afford the luxury mini flat in lekki I so much desired in just 4months 70% salary savings. Now I was saving to buy me a nice black jeep in 12months. Yes of course my dreams are valid.

I find my self appealing as five of every six guys I meet is interested in me. Slim, fair and fairly endowed with a good paying job, I was good fish in lagos market fishing ponds for young men, but lo and behold I was as single the word could mean.
I recently felt my life was getting too boring and I was running fast into self reclusion and letting civilization slip past me. So I decided to hang out a little more. I was going to start by paying Mrs O a visit. She has been a good sister in the Lord and she only recently called me to come visit her in her home. She was married to a Nigerian big boy who went In and out of airports like I visit the restroom at work when sleep is trying to jeopardise my career. She seemed to be bored and was always in church programs and Involved in activities. I was going to honour the young lady's invitation.She was friendly and nice, if all turns out well she could be my next distraction, which was perfect; christian, married, responsible and friendly.
A big smile crossed my face as I jumped into the cab heading to her park view estate apartment. The description was easy and I had little troubles locating the house. The house as I expected was nothing short of my imaginations. I strolled In as we casually talked about why I choose to "beach hangout" with my friends than worship God on sunday. I was far too familiar with her reprimands that it barely stuck in.
Inside a young man in his very early 30s sat and scrolled through his mobile phone, not just a mobile phone as I couldn't help but notice it was the new I-phone 6. She introduced him as her brother in-law and I greeted causally. They talked about how he always admired me in church and said a few hellos but I wasn't about to get mental turture trying to figure out every tom dick and harry that had greeted me in the past year,I was far too exhausted.
I apologized for my short term memory and prayed secretly that he gave it a rest and let me settle in.
Fourty minutes of juice drinking, chinese rice eating and mtv base watching passed quickly. Mrs O was tired an excused to get a nap. A 7pm nap I emphasised.....but she went on anyway.
While I was trying to ignore that the atmosphere of the room was quickly metamorphosing into a cold room. I managed to keep a conversation with Mr who and smile when he repeatedly choose to remind me he had a crush since forever on me. I had learnt the act of polite communication well;I smiled at intervals and added to the conversation like I cared. I just wanted time to rest my brain after a well deserved dinner but he obviously did not get the memo.
Still I was freezing. Too shy to ask you that the air conditioning be put off. I had too much of air conditioning at work to last me a lifetime. I managed.
Bleesed are those that endure hardship for they shall........I dont know!

Mr who finally seemed to notice as I was already shivering.
"Madam has a rule against putting off the sitting room air conditioner" he cut-in
"I see" I replied dryly.
"We could go to my room, my Ac isn't on and I need to pack up for my flight for tomorrow.
I agreed. Glad to be released from my bondage. I wasn't thinking anything else, he couldn't rape me as Mrs O was home and it was our first meeting and he didn't seem like the kind of guy.
I don't know but I think I flew to the room, I got a charging spot just by the bed, I could sit with my legs streched and use my phone at the same time. This was the good life. I sighed.
"You are so engrossed on your phone" he pointed out.
"I'm sorry but I just saw a message from my friend telling me that her boy friend just broke up with her" I answered.
"I want us to talk. Please have my time" he pleaded.
Mrs O knocked.
she pepped in and said she was wondering where we went off to. she joked about how I shouldn't snatch her brother inlaw from her and excused herself to go watch "suite life on deck" but her brother called after her and I concentrated back on my chat.

All of a sudden Mrs O springs out of nowhere and pounced on me.
she joked about how I prefered chatting on my phone than a conversation with her triping brother inlaw. She siezed my phone but didn't disconnect it (thankfully). She took off my jacket and teased that I was too serious. She was still sitting on my body.
I was wrong to assume she would stop there, she removed my camisole but I struggled with a polite smile and hard fists. Her brother inlaw was doing nothing important enough to notice. I struggled with her. He yelled from where he stood "strip her"
My heart skipped.
she progressed without much resistance from my usually weak self,but I struggled still. Now he joined her, I struggled and fought but they both conquered me. I was now wearing nothing. Not my hair bond or my clothes. She pushed me off the bed.
" go take a shower " She laughed.
In the bathroom, she showered for me while I stood still, saying nothing, doing nothing but think about what was going on. She showered herself too and I was still In my freeze mood.
By the end of the night, I had kissed a man and a woman simultaneously. Only God must have intervened that I was not raped, but they both went the remaining eight yards. I was the unsuspecting lab rat. My sister In the Lord and her supposed brother inlaw gave me a Night I wouldn't forget in a hurry. Why I did not fight back is still a mystery to me. It lies somewhere between fear of been forcefully raped and confusion. If I enjoyed the scene I would have had a different story to share, I was obviously was "bad market" but atleast they went eight yards.