Must Read: Tales By Nightfall (My Secondary School Reunion: Brought Back My Lost Girlfriend ‘1’)

Kemi dropped her keys on the counter and began
leafing through the stack of mail waiting for her
after work. Amongst the usual bills and junk mail,
she did see one envelope that looked interesting.
It had a return address of her old secondary
school.
“What’s this?” she thought dropping everything
except for the letter, beginning to open it. She
read: “Tenth Anniversary Reunion”.
“God. Has it been ten years already?” she asked
herself. Along with the usual information, she saw
the date was less than a month away. She
considered it briefly, deciding. She wanted to go.
Now it was just a matter of convincing Ademola
that it was something she really wanted to do.
Kemi had dinner well under way when Ademola
arrived home himself. Pausing at the same spot
Kemi had stood in earlier, he quickly pawed
through the mail.
“Anything interesting?”
“No, not really. But there was a letter from my old
secondary school,” she said nonchalantly.
“Oh? What did they want?”
Kemi told him about the reunion coming up, as
well as the date. She’d already checked her day
planner and knew they had nothing planned for
that weekend.
“Come on Ademola. I really want to go,” she told
him. “I had a lot of friends, many of which I
haven’t seen in years now.”
“Can’t you go by yourself?” he asked, still trying
to beg himself off.
“No! What’s the point in going alone? Everyone
would wonder where the hell my husband was.”
“Oh…I’m sure there’ll be a few other’s there
without their spouses.” Ademola stated, still
trying to distance himself away from going.
“Please?”
“I’ll think about it.”
They barely spoke through dinner, then sat
watching TV for a few hours before it was once
again time for bed. Kemi had gone up a few
minutes earlier to get ready while Ademola
finished watching the news. Eventually he
followed. Kemi was already in bed waiting for him
when he got there. Once Ademola had
undressed, he pulled back the covers to slip in to
bed. As he did, he noticed Kemi was Unclad.
“Want to fool around?” she asked.
Ademola grinned. “Yeah, but I still haven’t
decided to go. We still going to fool around?”
During dinner, and then later while watching TV,
Kemi began to think about all the friends she had
once known, wondering what many of them had
been up to over the past ten years. As she did,
she recalled a woman who had once been a very
good friend. Lucy Akagi. As good of friends as
they once had been, she and Kemi had had a
falling out shortly before graduation. Something
she had regretted ever since. As she thought
about her, she wondered if she’d maybe be there.
It would be nice to see her again, perhaps giving
her a chance to talk with her and make amends.
One thing Kemi remembered about their
relationship was the many evenings they had
spent sleeping over at one another’s places. They
had often stayed up until the wee hours,
discussing their dreams, their futures. And of
course…guys. Though Kemi later learned about a
year after graduation that someone had told her
they had heard Lucy was bi-sexual.
Though somewhat surprised at hearing that, it
did shed a little light on one or two conversations
they had had. As well as an evening that she and
Kemi had spent together that had left her
wondering about for years.
She remembered that particular night very
clearly. They had been discussing one of their
very favorite topics. se*x. Neither of them were
virgins then, both having shared that experience
as well as many others as they shared secrets,
laughing at some of the antic’s that many of the
boys tried pulling on them, just to get them into
bed.
“Do you know Omolara Adeyemi?” Lucy had
asked her.
Kemi thought for a minute. The name sounded
familiar, but she couldn’t quite place the face.
“Not personally no. I think I’ve heard the name,
but I can’t quite picture her. Why?”
“She’s that fiery redheaded girl that transferred
to our school about a year ago. I think I told you
about her shortly after she did.”
“Oh yeah, now I remember! Isn’t she the one who
got caught going down on another girl in the
ladies bathroom after school or something?”
“Yeah. That’s her!” Lucy smiled when saying.
“So…what about her?”
“Well…would you believe me if I told you she
came on to me?”
“You’re kidding! When?”
Kemi couldn’t quite imagine it. If it was the same
girl she remembered, she could believe that. But
she couldn’t see Lucy and her together. Lucy
didn’t seem the ‘type’ for one thing. And for
another…she and Lucy had been friends for a
long time. Lucy had certainly never said or done
anything to even remotely suggest she was
interested in other women. She did recall as she
thought that, that Lucy had mentioned on
occasion something about this or that girls boobs,
or the way they looked Unclad. But hell…they all
had done that at one time or another.
“Yesterday,” Lucy continued. “She came up to
me while I was in class cleaning some things out
of my locker.”
“What did she say?” Kemi said, sitting up in the
doublewide bed they were sharing together,
obviously interested.
“Well, it wasn’t so much what she said. But the
way she said it.”
“Damn it Lucy…quit teasing me. Tell me what she
said or I’m going to hit you over the head with my
pillow!” Kemi made a threatening gesture to do
just that. When she did, Lucy reached out and
pinched her on the bosom. Though each was
dressed for bed, they were both wearing fairly
sheer, transparent nightgowns that left very little
to the imagination. As such, it was easy for Lucy
to have pinpointed exactly where one of Kemi’s
Tips was when she pinched it.
“Ouch!” Kemi screamed playfully pulling away.
“I’m going to get you for that!”
Lucy tried to get out of bed, squealing in mocked
fear. Grabbing her by the ankle, Kemi managed
to keep her from doing so, though Lucy
continued to pull, dragging Kemi off with her. In a
heap, they both landed on the floor together,
though Lucy quickly spun herself around, sitting
on top of Kemi.
“Who’s got who?” Lucy challenged.
Pressing both of Kemi’s hands to the floor above
her head, Lucy bent forward. “So Kemi. Have you
ever kissed a girl before? Come on…tell me. I
know you have,” she said teasingly.
She leaned closer like she was thinking about
doing just that.
“You wouldn’t dare!” Kemi said struggling.
Though truth was, she could have easily shaken
Lucy off if she’d really wanted to.
Lucy continued leaning over, then stopped when
it became evident that Kemi had no intention of
giving in, nor…in being threatened in this fashion
either. Switching tactics, Lucy released one of
Kemi’s hands, reaching down, cupping Kemi’s
bosom in her hand. As she did, she quickly
located and recaptured her Tip.
“Give up or I twist it off!” she threatened.
“Ok, Ok. I give.” Kemi said expecting her to let
up. To her surprise, and shock, Lucy gave it an
affectionate little twist anyway, immediately
causing her Tip to become erect.
“Padiddle” Lucy teased her.
“Am not!” Kemi shot back.
“Yes you are. Look. One’s hard, and one isn’t,”
she said continuing to tease her. “You’re
Padiddle.”
The boys used the slang term for whenever a car
had one of its headlights out. One off…one on.
Padiddle. It didn’t take long for them to start
using the term whenever they saw a girl with one
hard Tip showing beneath her sweater or bra.
Eventually, Lucy had let Kemi up off the floor
where they soon after returned to bed. Much
later that night while sleeping, Kemi dreamed.
Or thought she was dreaming anyway.
Awakening to a very moist very wet Kitty-Cat.
“Had she imagined, dreamed, Lucy playing with
her?” she wondered. Kemi had opened her
eyes, half sitting up. As she did, she thought
she had felt Lucy turn, rolling over. But she
simply wasn’t sure. Reaching down, she felt
herself. Her panties were damp, very damp.
Had it been a dream? Or hadn’t it? She never
found out one way or the other. Less than a
week later, she and Lucy had gotten into a
major altercation. Surprisingly enough, it had
been over Omolara and she going to the movies
together. Why that had bothered her as much
as it had, she didn’t know. But…it was enough
that they ended up not speaking to one
another. Something that continued on through
graduation. Lucy went off someplace to attend
college, and sadly, Kemi never saw or spoke to
her again.
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It was when Kemi was laying there in bed
waiting for Ademola to come up, that she
remembered. Lucy was from Calabar.
Ademola…had a thing for Calabar women.
“Yeah…we’re still going to fool around,” she
answered him. “By the way, did I ever tell you
about my best friend Lucy in secondary school?
She’s Calabar.”
Kemi almost laughed when she saw the
sudden, interested look etched in his face.
“No. Don’t think you ever have,” he told her,
feigning interest, but obviously so.
Ademola climbed into bed next to her, his
Attention suddenly harder than it was a
moment ago. Kemi reached over and began
gently playing with it. Now that she had his
undivided attention, she decided to use the fact
that her friend had been an Calabar, telling him
all about her while playing with him. That…and
telling Ademola all about that weird last final
night they had spent together. Not too
surprisingly, Ademola lay there listening to her
without interrupting, except to ask an
occasional question or two. Beyond that, he was
content to have his prick stroked and played
with, all the while listening to Kemi telling him
about this cute little Calabar friend of hers.
“So anyway…as it later turns out, I guess she
really was bi. Someone told me a year later they
had spoken with her. And, that she had
mentioned to them that one of the reasons
she’d quit being my friend was because she
was starting to have feelings for me.”
“What sort of feelings?” Ademola huskily
questioned.
Kemi smiled inwardly. Jacking him off as she
had been had certainly had its effect. But so
had her telling him about Lucy.
“You know…s*xy**, sensual feelings. I think that
she was just then discovering that maybe she
did have a thing towards women. And not
necessarily just because of Omolara. Though I
think it was Omolara that made her realize that.
The truth is, I think she was starting to wonder
about it a lot sooner than that. I also know that
I was pretty sure she sometimes masturbated
there in bed next to me. Though she never did
try anything. The closest she ever came was
that last night we spent together.”
“Did you ever self-service in bed with her too?”
Ademola asked becoming more and more
aroused.
“Once yes. But I think Lucy was already asleep
when I did. I remember wondering at the time
if she had been. And the thought of that made
me Hot. So later…I did.”
“Why didn’t you do it when she was?” Ademola
pressed.
Kemi did laugh this time. “Because Ademola, I
wasn’t sure she had. Not really, and…I hadn’t
considered the possibility of ever doing
anything with another girl before then either.”
“You mean you actually have thought about it?”
he asked.
Kemi watched her husband as his face screwed
up with intense pleasure at her manipulations
along with all this s*xy** Intimate talk.
“Sure…a few times. Admittedly, I have
wondered, been curious about it. But I’ve never
actually considered doing anything because I
can’t think of anyone I really would be
comfortable doing something like that with.”
“Not even Lucy?” Ademola asked now closer to
orgasm.
Sensing that, Kemi backed off slightly; she
wanted to time this just right if she was going
to convince Ademola to go along with her to the
reunion.
“Lucy would be the one person I actually might
consider it with. But…like I said, it’s been years
since I’ve seen her. And…we hadn’t parted as
the best of friends. Still, it would be nice seeing
her again. And perhaps if I did, we could make
up.”
“Yeah…maybe we could invite her over to
dinner one evening or something.” Ademola
suggested excitedly.
“So, does that mean you’ll go to the reunion
with me?” she asked him, simultaneously
increasing the up and down action on his prick.
Just as Ademola felt his orgasm’s arrival, he
answered her.
“Yes! Oh Bleep yes!” he said excitedly as Kemi
bent over taking the rest of his climax happily
inside her mouth.
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Kemi was a little nervous. The day of the
secondary school reunion had finally arrived.
She’d spent days worrying over an outfit to
wear. She didn’t want to wear anything “too”
s*xy**, she’d thought. But she didn’t want to
wear anything that wouldn’t at least attract
attention. Especially Lucy’s if by chance she
was even there.
“Ready?” Ademola called out to her.
Kemi had to laugh to herself. He seemed even
more anxious that she was. “I’ll be out in a
minute!”
Kemi checked herself one last time in the
mirror. She’d chosen a rather slinky looking
black dress that though floor-length, was cut
high up on the thigh. Kemi always had had
fairly large bosoms. The dress she’d chosen was
cut just low enough to show them off without
being too revealing.
“Perfect,” she thought, remembering as she did
how often Lucy had chosen to wear black
herself. She’d constantly been trying to
convince Kemi to wear black, like she did. She
was surprised that she found herself as aroused
as she thought about it. The prospect of merely
seeing Lucy again was a hopeful one. But to
find herself actually becoming aroused over
that was something else entirely.
“God…wouldn’t it be funny if she really did
come over for dinner one evening. What would I
do?” she had to wonder.
Kemi soon emerged from the bedroom looking
spectacular.
“Wow. You’re gorgeous!” Ademola said when he
saw her.
“Why thank you.” Kemi said purposely batting
her eyes at him. “And I must say, you’re looking
rather handsome yourself!”
Ademola really did clean up nice. So used to
seeing him in work clothes every day, it wasn’t
often that she saw him wearing a white dinner
jacket, black tie.
“Maybe I should have gone by myself after all,”
she teased. “As good looking as you are, some
of those single spouses you mentioned might
try and steal you away!”
Ademola beamed proudly. “Well, not when they
see who I’ve got on my arm!” he responded.
They arrived forty minutes later at the hotel
where the reunion was being held. Though not
early, they weren’t fashionably, or
unfashionably late either. By the number of cars
in the parking lot, Kemi knew that a great many
of her classmates had shown up. She couldn’t
help but wonder if Lucy would be among them.
As they approached the desk where they were
to check in and pick up their nametags, Kemi
quickly searched around, not only for theirs,
but for Lucy’s too. She felt a pang of sudden
disappointment when she realized Lucy’s name
wasn’t amongst those on the table. Ademola,
sensing what she was looking for smiled,
speaking to her.
“Maybe she’s already here.”
Kemi grinned. “Maybe she is,” she said smiling,
helping Ademola with his nametag as she
placed it on his bosom above the pocket.
“Here. I’ll help you with yours,” he offered.
Kemi brushed his hand away however. “No
thanks. I know where it is you’d like to put it!”
she said suddenly feeling a lot better.
“You’re at table number twenty-one,” their
hostess indicated. Kemi knew her of course; she
just wasn’t one of the friends she had usually
hung around with.
“Thank you.”
Taking Ademola by the arm, Kemi led him
inside the banquet area where they had be
having dinner. As their table was on the other
side of the room, they began to cross the dance
floor in order to get there.
“Kemi? Is that you?”
Kemi looked up expectantly. It hadn’t been
Lucy’s voice she’d heard. But it was someone
familiar.
“Christy!” Kemi said walking towards her. “God!
It’s nice to see you again.”
Christy had been a friend amongst friends.
Though never as close to her as she’d been with
a few others, especially Lucy, it was nice at
least to see a familiar face.
“And who’s this?” Christy asked looking at
Ademola.
“My husband,” Kemi said smiling. As she turned
towards him to introduce him to Christy, she
looked past her and nearly forgot what she was
about to say. Across the room near the area
they had been heading towards stood Lucy.
And…she was looking at her. She was dressed
in a bright red, very revealing dress.
“Hmm, maybe she really has changed,” Kemi
mused. “Maybe more, than will allow us to ever
be friends again,” she considered. Interestingly
though, Lucy had locked eyes with her, and
had not turned away. Kemi smiled. The semi-
cold look Lucy had been giving her seemed to
melt away. Then Lucy smiled.
“Excuse me. I’ll be right back.”
Leaving Ademola in the company of her friend,
with whom she had no idea if she was here with
someone or not, she headed towards Lucy
feeling a bit giddy, as well as extremely
nervous. As she approached, she wasn’t even
sure what she was going to say to her.
WATCH OUT FOR CONCLUDING PART TOMORROW