woes of koosam 6
WOES OF KOOSAM
EPISODE 6
by Samuel Cobby Grant
They really had a good time.
She showed him the insides of the abandoned swimming pool and then they sat on a ledge with the sea roaring and crashing below. It was so calming and therapeutic, so it was the most natural thing to do when she put her head on his shoulder with their arms encircling each other’s waist. It wasn’t long before she stretched herself fully on the thick concrete slab they were sitting on and put her head on his lap and fell asleep in no time.
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He stared at her, enjoying the exciting feeling her closeness gave him.
They were all alone there until a bunch of noisy and rowdy teenagers arrived to disturb the serenity and peace and they had to leave.
They met Asantewaa on the way back and she, seeing Kobina, ran and leapt into him, gripping his midriff with her thighs. She noticed Abena then and extricated herself from him
“You didn’t tell me you were coming to the beach. I would have come with you,” she said, with a pout of the lips.
Abena stepped forward then, took Kobina’s arm and placed it around her waist and stared defiantly at Asantewaa.
“I guess I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.”
“I see. Anyway let me go and get Akosua before she gets into any trouble,” Asantewaa said and left quickly.
“I didn’t know you knew each other,” Kobina said, trying to figure out what had just happened.
“We know and understand each other very well,” she replied with an emphatic lisp in her voice, and led the way, still holding his hand to the tent.
They found the lovebirds having a second go at the food and joined in. Even casual acquaintances got something to eat and drink when they happened to pass by.
Esi and Frank left not long after with the excuse that Frank had to be somewhere and it was urgent.
Kobina tried to refuse the Gh 100.00 she pushed into his pocket but it was an exercise in futility. She didn’t take ‘no’ for an answer.
“Today, my sister is going to cry maa, maa, maa,” Abena said with a knowing smile.
“Excuse me?” Kobina said, at woods to what she said.
“Oh, don’t be such a prude,” she chided him, “Didn’t you notice her inflamed face and how her nose was flaring? She was so horny that she couldn’t stand still.”
He laughed to hide the blushes. He wondered how she could say such a thing about her own elder sister. He laughed again.
“Ok, Kobina Sam, what do you intend to do with the time you have with me?”
“What do you have in mind?” he challenged her, thinking about the cash in his pocket.
“Before we do anything, just know that I am a beautiful girl. No blemish, untouched and untapped she said as she looked at him brazenly.
He racked his brains for something smart and funny to say but the sudden appearance of Asantewaa and her sister put a temporary hold on what he was planning to say to her.
They swam again, with the sisters openly flirting with Kobina, jumping onto his back among other antics, but Abena was the only one who dared go further than that as she was his official date for the day.
“I didn’t know you guys knew each other,” Akosua couldn’t resist saying it.
“Isn’t it obvious what we are? Yenka nkyerɛ wo anaa sɛ yɛnspelli mma wo?” Abena said and smiled to take the sting out of the statement.
Joojo, who had just arrived at the beach, saw and went to them, but by then Abena and Kobina were about to leave. They found a taxi, packed the things into it and left, saying bye-bye to Joojo and the sisters who weren’t ready to leave yet.
Uncle George had been fuming the whole day. Kobina had left the house as if he was done with everything he had to do in the house.
“I knew he was a lazy man as soon as I saw him,” he said with anger, working himself up.
“I will report him to the Captain’s wife as soon as she arrives. How can he be sleeping with both Asantewaa and Akosua as if he is the only man in the world?” he raged on.
He had gone to Lagos town to buy ingredients for fufu and light soup and had made a brief stopover at the blue kiosk to charge his batteries.
He had taken 2 tots of Alomo Bitters, 2 tots of Atadwe Ginger, and 1 tot of Kasapreko Gin. He then bought a bottle of Guinness for Nyameke who assured him that she was going to be with him in thirty minutes so he had taken the lead. He was still waiting for her after five hours.
“It’s the fault of that lazy Koosam that this place is so weedy that no girl wants to visit me again,” he shouted at no one in particular.
“One day, he’ll come home to meet his things thrown out. I know what a sojaman can do.”
“I am sure he left for the beach with either Asantewaa or Akosua. Dada Captain would surely hear of this,” he roared, his imaginations totally out of control. They’ll come to meet me here,” he said and looked to see whether Nyameke was in sight.
Soon, the taxi bearing Kobina and Abena got to her home.
They off-loaded the things onto the porch and found the main door locked even though the cars of both Esi and Frank were packed side by side.
Abena, a mischievous smile on her lips walked stealthily to the back of the house; to Esi’s bedroom window. She looked back and smiled at Kobina who was still standing at the entrance to the main door looking at her with amusement. She disappeared around the corner and returned in an instant, beckoned to him and gestured with a finger on her lips asking him not to make any noise.
She walked silently, with him in tow till they arrived at the back of Esi’s bedroom window. Kobina at once cringed at the loud moans of a lady having sex. Esi’s obviously. Her moans became more strident as she soared towards her climax.
Abena smiled mischievously at how funny her sister sounded.
“Eat me, Frankie, Frankie eat me I am not your sister,” she moaned.
Kobina pulled her away from the back of the window as her silent laughter threatened to force itself out. Which it did after they had gotten to the other end of the building.
“You are a pervert,” Kobina accused her but couldn’t stop laughing himself.
“Yes, I am,” she said proudly. “Let’s go to your house to wait.”
They walked, chatted and laughed as they went to his home, little did they know that there was fire on the mountain.
The lights were already on as the sun had almost disappeared from the horizon. They saw Uncle George sitting on the veranda, which wasn’t a place he normally sat.
They both greeted him but he ignored them. They went in and slumped onto the bed. A heavy knock sounded on the door.
“I want to talk to you,” Uncle George barked when Kobina went to the door.
Kobina followed him out and he went into attack immediately.
” This nonsense must stop. You don’t pay any light bills. No house rent. Even water bill keke, you don’t pay. All you know how to do is to change women by heart. Just sleeping with people’s daughters left and right,” he screamed, not giving Kobina the chance to say anything.
Abena, who was standing behind the door listening with mounting anger stepped out, gripped his arm and pulled him away from Uncle George and into the room.
“How can you just stand there and listen to that man spew rubbish in your face,” she told him in anger.
“Don’t you know that you are a much better man than he is?” she said and turned away refusing to listen to his frail attempts to explain to her why he didn’t have to reply to anger with anger.
She turned her back to him in anger and knew that she had hurt his feelings as a man with the way she spoke to him but she was furious with him for allowing his fellow man to demean him in that way without saying anything back.
He knew she was partly right. It wasn’t as if Uncle George had any power to evict him but his good-naturedness demanded that he was courteous to the elderly man or anyone. Abena was a good friend and he didn’t want to lose her friendship. She and her sister had given him a good time and he was most grateful.
Not wanting to fuel any arguments between them, he pretended to have fallen asleep, so when she got up, he thought she was leaving and he smiled secretly to himself when he heard her in the bathroom washing down. He heard when she went back in and reclined behind him on the bed, facing his back.
“Mr Kobina Sam, please don’t be angry at me. I like you very much. Please forgive me,” she whispered against the back of his neck. He developed goose pimples as a result of her breath on the nape of his neck.
He turned around and saw that she had nothing on but his large towel was wrapped around her body. Their lips merged in an unplanned kiss, their bodies fused, their basic instincts on full speed.
The kiss was long and deep. The towel parted on its own accord and his breath took on a shallow decibel as his eyes beheld her proud pearly breasts with their inviting nipples pert and hard. Involuntarily, his palm found one, touched it as his tongue found the other and sucked on it, sending sweet and titillating electrical currents through her.
It was unbearable, yet welcoming. She moaned, a keening sounds emerged from her throat and she clawed at his back, tugged gently at his inflamed member and with a Herculean effort drew back from him.
He looked at her questioningly, seeking answers.
” Please, don’t eat me. I am untouched and untapped,” she said trying to make light of the situation. She begged with her eyes, feeling guilty for stopping what she had initiated.
She looked at him uncertain of his reaction, feeling that she had been cruel in her actions, or inactions maybe.
He breathed out loud and long, and laughed then. It was a burst of good-natured unrestrained laughter that consumed him. He got up from the bed and picked up the discarded towel and headed to the bathroom.
He spent quite a while in there as he washed the frustrations from his system. He only turned the water off when his raging senses had settled down and he felt calm enough to go back in.
He saw that she had put on her dress again and was sitting sedately on the well-laid bed.
They went out and saw Uncle George peeping at them from his bedroom window.
Abena stifled a burst of laughter and clutched at his hand as he escorted her home.
A WEEK LATER
Kobina finally had the news he had been waiting for. His employment with Sika Kokoo Mines was confirmed.
It was a day in which it had rained the whole night and even when he was enjoying the rhythmic beats of the rains on the slates of the building, he was cringing at the fact that the rains were going to make the grass grow faster.
When the day dawned and he was about to go out of the room, his phone rang. He saw that it was an unsaved number.
“Kobina, please come to the office by 7:30 sharp. Your appointment has been confirmed,” the caller who happened to be Mr Mireku said.
It was the most welcoming news he had ever received.
“Yes Sir. I will Sir, thank you, thank you, Sir,” he said, overwhelmed with gratitude
“I’ll expect you then,” he said and ended the call.
Kobina jumped, danced and whooped with joy.
He called Abena immediately but there was no response.
He put the phone down and went into the bathroom. Uncle George had by then left for work so he had no one to be wary of. He found himself whistling as he had his bath. He must have taken much longer than normal because he went in to see seven missed calls from Abena. He called back immediately but she didn’t pick up the call. He shrugged mentally and went on preparing for work.
He was in the process of ironing his shirt when Abena walked in. With just the towel around his waist, he pulled her into his arms and danced with her though there wasn’t any music playing.
She allowed him and laughed ceaselessly. The fact was, she had never seen him so excited since she met him. She looked at him in surprise, her mouth wide open.
“Wow, is your wife pregnant?” she laughingly said.
“Which wife, abeg?” he said, matching her flippancy. “You are looking at the new Purchasing Officer of Sika Kokoo Mines wai.”
“Wow. Mr Mireku called?” she asked, her excitement matching his.
“Yes, he did, and guess what. I am going to work this morning,” he said unable to control himself.
She jumped into him. As one arm encircled her, the other hand held the slipping towel in place.
“Abeg, leave the towel and hold me well,” she said in mock anger, “You think I haven’t seen your eight inches dragon before?”
“Hahaha. As for you if I say I’ll follow you, I’ll be late on my first day at work,” he said and dressed up for work, his back turned to her, ignoring her teasing smiles.
He found himself liking her more each day.
His introverted nature found a perfect balance with her extroverted nature. Her boisterous nature was a good blend with his cool, calm and somewhat reserved nature.
She took him home and served him breakfast and when she saw that he was getting agitated and was constantly glancing at the wall clock from time to time, borrowed her sister’s car and drove him to work on his first day at work.
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