CHAPTER 2: PHILANTHROPY, THE CREEK TOWN WAY.

 

CHAPTER 2: PHILANTHROPY, THE CREEK TOWN WAY.

 

The crowd applauded the recipients as they left the stage, Chief Ekpo, founder of the Ekpo Scholarship came on the stage just as a female recipient in white shirt and a blue skirt, walked past him. As he prepared to give his speech, he seemed to be looking for someone in the crowd.

 

Ekaete reached where her husband and kids were, as they all gathered around and hugged her, and when the youngest couldn’t get a hug as he was small, Ekaete bent to hug her last child and unintentionally positioned her body in a sexually suggestive posture being in an unladylike posture. Ekaetes’ exceptionally huge buttocks poked out as she bent downwards to pick you the toddler, her legs spread apart to offer her a more grounded support. A man in the crowd had been looking out for the sharing of food, shamelessly looked at Ekaete’s big buttocks as she bent to lift her toddler, he got a resounding slap from his wife, for his wandering eyes ‘You want to make me a widow abi, continue looking at the wife of the Militant and you will get the death, you’re looking for.’ The woman said to her subdued husband.

 

Chief Ekpo began his speech, by somewhat begrudgingly requesting that everyone be seated, indirectly referring to the family of Ekaete, her husband Bulldog, and her kids who were at the entrance of the hall.

 

‘Let’s go and have our seats.’ Ekaete’s husband Bulldog, said as his wife, stood up straight while still carrying the toddler. ‘Babe, this your scholarship came at the right time, just collect the money and bring it to me – I will handle Chief Ekpo, if he makes any noise.’ Bulldog said to his quiet wife, One Hundred Thousand Naira was enough to restock on arms and ammunition, and repairs for the militant’s boats.

 

After the event, was the photograph with the scholarship recipients, all of whom took turns to express their appreciation.

 

Ekaete approached Chief Henshaw and thanked him, the man replied and motioned her to come nearer and as she did, he whispered into her ear. ‘With all these your assets, what style do you like your husband fvcking you with?’ Chief Ekpo whispered, before smiling and taking a picture with the confused woman.

 

‘Bring your documents for verification, tomorrow morning in the Scholarship office.’ Chief Ekpo said to Ekaete publicly, as she walked away, all she could do was nod her head.

 

The next day Ekaete appeared with her documents as requested, she wondered if she should have informed her husband but decided against, as his notorious rage might spoil his plans for her scholarship money – maybe this will improve her standing in his eyes.

 

The Director, Scholarship matters, was attending to her, when Chief Ekpo shamelessly asked that the matter be transferred to his office as “there were irregularities discovered in her file.”

 

‘You never answered my question, yesterday, Mrs. Ekaete.’ Chief Ekpo said, as he went through her file.

 

‘Sorry Sir, what was the question?’ Ekaete said, pretending to have forgotten.

 

Chief Ekpo repeats his question, and Ekaete responds by asking if it’s a proper question to ask a married woman.

 

‘Oh you’re now forming upright?’ the Chief says ‘the school you put in the form does not exist!’ the Chief says as he gets up from his chair, the bulge in his trouser, very much visible.

 

‘Sir.’ Ekaete said.

 

‘Ma.’ Chief Ekpo replied.

 

A million thoughts flashed across the woman with the big thighs, she should have informed her husband.

 

‘I have a problem with that, because you’d be denying another person an opportunity to have a scholarship,’ the Chief said, as he began to undo his belt, ‘I know you hold me in high regard, but I am a man and you are a woman, a heavily endowed woman, and the Good Lord created you to be a mans helpmeet.’ Chief Ekpo said, immediately dashing to the door as Ekaete got up to run out of the office.

 

Chief Ekpo stood between her and the door.

 

The last thing Ekaete needed was rumors to circulate about having an affair with any man, the last one her husband accused her of – the man was waylaid by unknown masked men. Her husband denied having a hand in it, and wondered why she’d be concerned, if she had nothing to do with the man.

 

Ekaete was still processing her thoughts, when the man locked the door and took the key with him. Immediately, he got to his desk, three hundred thousand Naira was laid before Ekaete, in rows of threes.

 

Chief Ekpo pointed to the first Hundred thousand Naira ‘that’s your scholarship money...according to the rules, you’re not meant to get it’ Ekaete placed her hands on her head, Chief Ekpo licked his lips at the sight of her wide hips ‘but if you let me put just the head of my d1ck, just the head, I will give it to you.’

 

Then Ekaete slipped, her mask fell.

 

‘What about the remaining?’ Ekaete asked.

 

‘I will be going back in five days’ time, and I want you to come and be “following up” on your scholarship documentation for four days straight – I will give you 50,000 Naira each day, after we are done.’ The Chief lied about the duration of his stay in Creek Town as he took his seat, the keys, in his hand.

 

‘But Chief, you want to put the head of your cvck for 100,000 Naira but for 50,000 Naira you want to put everything inside! We will use condom, if you don’t want to use, you know how much you will give me.’ Ekaete said as she slowly sat on the man’s laps, giving him a sexually stimulating sensation of her bum.

 

‘Ekaete!’ the Chief exclaimed.

 

‘Yes Chief.’ Ekaete replied, this was the sweetest deal any man had ever offered her in Creek Town, other men were all verbal promises, but before her and in her hands was something tangible, and she could eat her cake and have it, too.

 

‘So let’s fvck here.’ The Chief said removing his erect d1ck.

 

‘Oh Chief. Look at your manhood. You’re a maaaan.’ Ekaete said gently rubbing the 9inch wonder, ‘but Chief I moan loudly when my husband is eating my pudding…’ Ekaete warned as she held the d1ck and looked up at the man before her, hoping to change the venue of the tryst to a more safer one.

 

Suddenly the sound of the TV increased.

 

‘There problem solved.’ Chief Ekpo said drawing Ekaete’s head closer to his d1ck, as she swallowed it up with her mouth.

 

He pulled his cock out and motioned for her to undress, while he did the same. Soon they were both completely naked.

 

Ekaete climbed the desk with the Chief’s help, as she spread her legs showing her plump pvssy lips. The man held her thighs as he began to push his cvck in, and as she had warned, she began to moan deeply with each progression of the man’s big cvck.

 

‘Baby girl, try and control yourself.’ The Chief said giving a small smile, as the head of his cvck was now inside the woman’s pvssy, even as the woman moaned deeply.

 

‘Control myself? You said you only wanted to, hmmm, to hmmm, put only the head, you’re halfway in!’ Ekaete fired back.

 

Before long he was not able to go in any further, his anger at not completely burying his cvck in her, drove his thrusts as he fvcked her mercilessly and she moaned deeply with each thrust.

 

‘Please don’t cvm in me.’

 

‘Shut up b.itch.’

 

‘I am not a b.itch.’

 

‘Yes, yes you are.’

 

‘Yes Chief, I am your b.itch, you are so sweet. Fill me.’

 

‘As you wish b.itch.’

 

His ejaculation was massive, as his cvm came flooding out of his cvck and onto the walls of Ekaete’s pvssy.

 

The man staggered backwards as his cvck slipped out of the dripping pvssy.

 

Just then the desk began to tilt, Chief Ekpo grabbed Ekaete before the desk collapsed.

 

Ekaete picked up her money, planted a kiss on the lips of the man sitting on the chair, while he gently massaged his cvck and praised the woman’s pvssy.

 

‘It’s okay. The way you’re sounding like you don’t fvck other women.’ Ekaete said as she dialed Ejiro ‘Babe abeg you get Postinor…you get am or you no get am why you dey ask me all these Jamb questions…Okay thank you, I go branch your house, collect am.’

 

‘No my dear, you’re the first woman other than my wife that I have fvcked, I was just tired with everyone just saying “thank you” actually, I just wanted to another form of “thank you” from any woman.’ The Chief replied ‘and then I saw that the school you put, didn’t exist.’

 

‘Hmm Ejiro!’ Chief Ekpo exclaimed as he recalled seeing the fair woman’s hot body during Easter mass.

 

‘This man, death dey hungry you. You dun fvck me finish, now you wan fvck my husband girlfriend.’ Ekaete said as she cleaned up.

 

‘Wait, what? And you guys are friends…’ Chief Ekpo said, surprised at the confession.

 

‘My dear, its for the sake of peace and sound mind – we both pretend that we are not sharing the same d1ck. If I can make it tomorrow, I will come.’ Ekaete said as she prepared to leave.

 

 

 

 

Upon seeing the woman he had just fvcked from her rear, Chief Ekpo’s d1ck got hard again ‘let’s go for another round.’ The man said, grabbing her by her large waist.

 

‘But the desk dun spoil.’ Ekaete said laughing at the spectacle of the collapsed furniture.

 

‘On the floor then.’ The Chief said pointing at the ground.

 

Ekaete nodded her head, and removed her underwear and laid flat on the floor, parting her huge thighs as her lover mounted her and reintroduced his huge cvck into the partially closing pvssy.

 

Ekaete had an orgasm.

 

Chief Ekpo ejaculated the remnants of the ejaculate, still in his cvck.

 

 Moments later.

 

The secretary knew someone had gone into Chief Ekpo’s office but she wasn’t sure if the person was out, she got her answer when Ekaete came out holding a black nylon.

 

Women always seem to know when “things” happen. Ekaete was a much more confident woman than when she had entered the office, she looked like a woman who had just conquered.

 

‘Chief says he does not want to be disturbed,’ Ekaete said to the secretary, ‘also he says you should call the carpenter to come, later in the day, to fix the desk.’ She concluded.

 

‘What happened to the desk?’ the secretary sarcastically asked.

 

The women eyed each other.

 

‘I have told you what Chief said, please don’t ask me stupid questions.’ Ekaete replied as she began to walk away.

 

The Secretary held the chief in high esteem, his scholarship helped her kids and it was with a heavy heart that she decided not to tell his wife, what was now happening.

 

For the next four days, Ekaete came and whenever she left, she would mention that Chief requested for the carpenter to come and fix the desk.

 

In utter desperation and not wanting the carpenter is wrongly suspect that she the secretary and Chief were having an affair, the Secretary suggested to Ekaete on the third day of her five day visit ‘whatever you people do, that makes the desk spoil, please do on the floor.’ – Ekaete didn’t ask for a carpenter on her way out that day.

 

All naughty things come to an end, the secretary’s conscience pricked her and she confided in Chief’s wife all that had been happening.

 

On his birthday, he apologized to his wife that he’d be running home late. Only to leave for a hotel on the outskirts of town, with two voluptuous women – Ekaete his mistress, and Ejovwo her friend, whom were both waiting for his arrival in a hotel in the outskirts of Creek Town…a threesome was to be his Birthday present.

 

Chief’s wife of many years walked into the hotel-room, as her husband was intensely fvcking Ekaete, while Ejiro awaited her turn, her head buried in the pillow and her big buttocks poking out. ‘I will impregnate the two of you today!’ Chief Ekpo declared, only to be shocked by the voice of his wife.

 

‘Impregnate who?!’ the angry woman shouted ‘you want to make me a widow in this Creek Town, its bad enough you’re cheating on me not with one woman but two women and of all women to be sleeping with, you took Bulldog’s wife and his girlfriend! See the two of you, unless you want me to call Bulldog’s rival to come with his gang and take the two of you, to their hideout and take turns with you both…you better get dressed up and leave this place…’ Chief Ekpo’s wife shouted.

 

For a brief moment, the faux peace between the friends began to drop, as Ekaete looked at Ejiro.

 

‘Ekaete abeg, lets not do this here, right now.’ Ejiro said to her lover’s wife and her erstwhile friend.

 

All their fears were unfounded, Bulldog had gone on a robbery and decided to taste the Fulani wife of an Alhaji in the house that he had come to rob, unaware that his men had left him upon hearing the siren of the Police, the Militant was still struggling with the woman when he was shot from behind and died on the spot.