Jumoke, fondly called Jummy by her friends and colleagues, is a young woman in her late 20s. A social media influencer and blogger that keeps her own private life off the grid.
Being an expert on social media, she had seen how easy it was for lives to be torn and thrown apart on social media so she did her own very best to keep hers off it. Most of her friends were organic and they knew where, when and how to connect with each other, mostly, just with a call.
The only use Jummy found for social media was to move happening stories or influence people to buy into the ideas and goods of her employers. While she does this, she makes sure she never makes any information about her personal life leak onto the media.
Jummy lived an easy life. Most of the time she did her work from the comforts of her apartment. All she needed was a fully charged phone, internet and food. She is a single lady by choice, after what she had witnessed in her mother’s polygamous marriage where her mother had to struggle with three other women for the attention of a man who had not really enough money, attention or energy to give.
She herself had to struggle with eleven kids for food, space and finance, it was a madhouse. Her track records in live relationships as an adult did not help the situation either.
At 20 she had thought she would be with her boyfriend forever, she thought the same with another guy at 21, before 25 she had been spurned by seven different guys.
As soon as she got her big break as an influencer, she decided once and for all to forget and have nothing to do with a relationship. Guys just wanted sex, if she needed sex she surely know how to get one.
That was Jumoke’s alter ego, Jummy, who visits clubs and strip houses on Friday nights. All she had to do was tease a guy that she liked then she would be sure to get laid.
On nights that she finds more than one guy she likes, well, the more the merrier, she either takes them at once or one after the other. Everything that happens depends on what she was feeling at the moment.
She was very conversant with getting fucked on the dance floor, at the bar, her hands were no strangers to holding the restroom sink as she gets fucked from behind and her back know how to perfectly relax on the windscreen while she got fucked on a bonnet.
Jummy gets her sex anywhere she wanted it but never brings it home and never reveals her name to her partners, it was always a one-time thing anyway.
At home, her neighbours just call her Jummy, they do not know who Jummy is or did they know anything about her. They just know she comes in and goes out any time she wishes. Jumoke regardless of her naughty alter ego is a very nice and easy-going being. Her
Hello’s and Hi’s gained her popularity amongst her neighbours even though they never really had conversations.
Her compound houses seven other different occupants, Folake and her boyfriend, Jude, Oscar, Banke, Tomiwa, Femi, Balikis and Jumoke herself. Jumoke knew them all but had some special liking for Oscar, a thin lanky young man.
Jummy has a sexy body, chocolate skin, small lips and sparkling white teeth. She does not rate high in the height aspect but her ass is not something that could be ignored. She has nice perky boobs that are smooth and very soft under the touch.
She sure could get Oscar if she wanted to. No man could turn her down for sex but she opted not to. She already pictured a thousand bad results that could emanate from having sex with her neighbour. What If he catches feelings for her, all the guys she’s been having sex with are strangers to her.
An invitation came in for Jummy, she had been up all night following a story that she was to put up on her blog “LOUD SQUEAKERS ”. She went to the door on the second knock only to see Folake.
Before she could wonder why her neighbour was at her door that early in the morning, Folake pulled up a small pink envelope and handed it to Jumoke with a big grin. They exchanged brief greetings and Folake bid Jumoke goodbye. She collapsed into her chair and flipped the envelope open.
She sighed, it was an invitation to a birthday party. Folake’s birthday party to be precise. She would be having it in their living room on Friday night. That was where Jumoke grew a frown. Why the weekend? Weekends were set aside for Jummy, Jumoke had the weekdays.
She wondered how she would go about this. She for sure would not like the negative energy that would come with the missing of her neighbour’s party but she also needed to satisfy her alter ego. It certainly was too early in the morning to have this kind of a head-scratcher. She just went ahead with her blog.
When Friday came, Jumoke came to terms that she should just be at her neighbour’s party, Jummy would have Saturday and Sunday to chill. Jumoke scanned through her drawer for the invitation card and went through the party details again.
The party was slated for 11 pm, Jumoke wondered how she had missed that. The party was from 11 pm till dawn. She wondered how she got her boyfriend to agree to that but that was not her business, hers was to attend. Her business now was finding something to wear and trying to enjoy the party.
After spending the entire day behind her computer, the time for the party approached. Jumoke took a cool shower and shaved her pussy in preparation for the next day. She would just see this Friday night as a waste, dance, drink a little and come back to her room to sleep.
She picked out a long black gown that was slit up to her right thigh for the event. It felt weird that she is dressed up and instead of heading out, she is actually heading in. She just hoped the party would be worth her time.
Loud music was already thumping out of Folake and Jude’s apartment by the time she got there. When she got in she was quite amazed. The guests were only a few in number, only the occupants of the house. She wondered if there would be more guests or that was just it, the other thing that caught her attention was the way Balikis and Banke were dressed. Their dressing pronounced all of their bodily endowments in the bluntest ways.
The celebrant herself was just a little bit away from being as sluttily dressed as they were.
Even though Jumoke dressed sexily, she looked like a church girl in their midst. It did not matter to her however, she just wanted to have it over with.
All eight of them in the room, Banke and Balikis dancing with each other, drinks in hand, Jude and Folake dancing together, Femi and Tomiwa sitting by the bar drinking and Oscar going around serving the drinks. Jumoke took her place on the couch, Oscar poured her a drink and tried to make small talk.
They could not quite hit it off so he just went off to join the boys at the bar.
At the stroke of 12, everyone gathered by the centre table to cut a cake amidst cheers in honour of Folake. Drinks have loosened up everybody but Jumoke was doing all her very best to make sure Jummy does not make an appearance in the presence of her neighbours.
After the cutting of the Birthday cake, it was game time. The first game was kiss & tell, someone gets blindfolded and gets kissed by two different people then, that person loses the blindfold and guesses his or her kissers.
Written by Reezy Sama
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