The Sugar Mum - Episode 5

 

   About seven p.m, she asked if I could help her to massage her feet. I answered in the affirmative. She went to her bag and brought a lotion.

   'I usually use this lotion to massage the legs.'

   'No, problem, mummy.' I collected the lotion from her. She placed her legs on the sofa while I sat next to her feet . I had helped Enny to massage her thighs and back in the past, so, I was not strange to doing this kind of thing. I rubbed the lotion on my palms and ran my hands over her legs. She closed her eyes and I imagined what was going on in her mind.

   I did the massaging to the best of my ability, from her knees to her ankles and the feet.

   'That was good,' she commented. 'You did it like a professional.'

   'Well, I just tried in my little way.'

   'You did very well.' She smiled and nodded as she sat up on the sofa . 'I want to ask you a personal question.'

   I smiled too. 'You can ask any question, mummy.'

   'Have you had a sugar mummy before?'

   The smile on my face became a grimace. What a question! Had her daughter not asked something quite similar to that before? Then, I had parried it

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. This time around, I must answer it.

   I shook my head. 'No, I've never had the experience.'

   She smiled again. 'Do you really see me as your sugar mummy?'

   The question came like a whiplash. Why was she asking all these? What did she herself take me for? Ever since she mentioned intimacy, had we really been intimate? Did she herself not  set the bar on how far things could go? Was she just teasing me or was she playing on my emotion?

   'I don't see you as sugar mummy, or anything close to that,' I blurted out. 'Rather I see you as my benefactor.'

   She nodded as if that was the answer she expected.

   ‘I'm sorry the way I tested you.'

    I was surprised again. 'Tested me? How?'

    She chucked. 'I tested you when I suggested intimacy. I never had that plan.'

    I opened my mouth in shock. 'You mean all that was a test? That all that you said was a test,  all this while?'

    She tapped the sofa she was sitting on. 'Come over here.'

    I went to sit by her side. I was so close to her that our shoulders were almost rubbing.

    'I needed to do that testing,' she continued.  'I wanted to know if you had moral scrupples or not. Well, congratulations. You passed the test and here we are.'

    I found what she was saying incredible. I wished she was joking and I could discern some facetious intent. Unfortunately, I could not.

   'But, what if I had said yes to your proposition?' I asked.

    She shook her head as if it was a weighty question. 'My dear Alex, if you had said yes, I would have paid you off as the lesson teacher of Sophia, and that would have been the end of my acquaintance with you.'

    I was astonished again. Wonderful! This Madam B was a woman of wonders! Again, I tried to see if she was just playing on words. She was not. Madam Bimpe Da Rocha was a serious minded person who barely had time for puns or jokes.

   'But I knew you would pass the test,' she went on. 'Something in my mind said you would pass it.'

   I sighed deeply. Many thoughts were whirling in my mind. I didn't know what to say. I remember The Lord's Prayers:

   '...lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil ...'

   Madam had almost led me into temptation. Chai! But then, I must thank God. What I had gained from her, and what I would still gain, surpass any lucre I could make from lusts.

   Her voice interrupted my thoughts.  'My dear, I see you more as a son. You've been upright, hardworking and decent. Keep it up.'

   I finally found my voice. 'Thank you, madam, I mean, mummy.'

   She smiled and held my hand. 'In life, patience is always a virtue. Same with uprightness. I can assure you that if you continue as you're doing, there's still much more for you to gain. Trust in God, uphold virtues, and the rewards are inestimable.'

  Wow. Madam was preaching homily.

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. My supposed sugar mum was giving me exhortation. I could hardly believe my ears.

   'Are you surprised to hear all these from me?' she asked, as if she was reading my mind.

   I nodded vigorously. 'Yes, I am.'

   'Don't be. Life is always full of surprises. What we should yearn for are pleasant surprises.'

   I nodded again. It was a good experience  I decided to take her action as a good and positive one. Somehow, I actually felt relieved. It was not my intention to sleep with older women for material gains, in the first place. I was therefore grateful to God and glad that events had turned this way.

   Her phone rang again, and this time I handed it over to her. She was on the phone for several minutes.

   'That was Steph, my first daughter,' she said after disconnecting the line. 'She said she would be coming home for a four-week vacation.'