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Shout out to my newest followers! Excited to have you onboard! Alex Don, Valeriah Munyite, Sarafina Masila, Simion Bett,...
28/05/2025

Shout out to my newest followers! Excited to have you onboard! Alex Don, Valeriah Munyite, Sarafina Masila, Simion Bett, Aurellah Rrnh, Becky Steve, Maurice Nyongesa, Jared Bosire, Vincent Ndegwa, Still Bee, Prudence Mukami, Joan Gikanga, Shazii Shee, Moureen Chepkoech, Man Muthaa Mae, Lilian Daniel, Aleky Muthoka, Pixley Marshall, Beatrice Achieng, Njeri KE, Grace Mutua, Caprine Bio, Tu Tu, Betty Kalimi, Godwin Happiness Damsal, Kennedy Obukui, Smart Boy, Milly Sañdy, Empress Betty, Apollo Wanyoike, Mc Madodo, Jenny Brown, Joseph Wambui, Shiru Githaiga, Rozie De Petro

Nilikuwa nakatia huyu dame. She was in University then and I was kadere wa mat Dandora. You have to give it to a brother...
26/05/2025

Nilikuwa nakatia huyu dame. She was in University then and I was kadere wa mat Dandora. You have to give it to a brother that dreams big. The more narusha mistari the more ziligonga ukuta. I was so determined to win her. She was so determined to reject me. Na akanikataa kabisa kabisa. Najua ni uniform ya Matatu ilinichomea🤣

"Kwerrah, Siku moja utajileta kwangu tu", I told her.

She burst out laughing, I had to laugh at myself too. I am a sore loser.

"Nijikute", she declared.

I moved to Mombasa and forgot about her.

One night, masaa saba saba usiku, I got a phone call from her. I didn't want to pick it at first. Thinking about her made me sad. I answered her call anyway.

Her: Niaje Jay?.

Me: Poa sana. Sema?

Her: Pole nimekuamsha. Niko kwa njia naja Mombasa na mtu nilikuwa naenda kwake hachukui simu. I have never been to Mombasa. You are the only guy I know, anaishi uko. Naweza pata pahali pa kukaa hata siku mbili?.

Me: Yes. Kuna place nyingi za kuishi. Kuna ya 800 bob per day najua.

Her: Mimi sina hio pesa. Nauliza k**a naweza kaa kwako.

It was my time to laugh at her. Nilicheka nikaamsha majirani.

Her: Unacheka nini nugu hii?.

Me: Hakuna. I am just happy to hear from you.

Her: Wewe niambie k**a utanikujia stage ama hautakuja fala hii...

Me: Hey, no biggie. Ukifika nishow.

I was waking up kwenda shift ya asubuhi ya matatu. I had to cancel it.

She called me at Bondeni Mombasa. Most buses still hadn't moved to Mwembe tayari then.

Her: Nimefika, ukoo?

Me: Kwa nyumba. Niko bed.

Her: Haunikujii?

Me: Vuka bara bara uende hio side ingine. Ukisikia Matatu za Bamburi mwisho panda hio. Ambia makanga akushukishe Mtopanga utanipata. Uko na fare?.

Her: Niko na mia mbili.

Me: Hio ni tosha. Itakufikisha. Fare ni 40bob mpaka Mtopanga. Kumbuka kuambia kondakta asikupitishe.

Few minutes later she called me at Mtopanga.

Her: Nimeshukishwa mtopanga. Ukoo?

Me: Niko kwa nyumba bado. Niko kwa bed.

Her: Sasa nifanye nini?.

Me: Unaona piki piki hapo?. Panda na up*e mtu wa piki piki simu.

After a few seconds...

Her: Ongea naye.

Me: Vipi kaka braza. Habari ya asubuhi(you have to say hi to Pwani people. Salamu muhimu).

Him: Niko poa kaka. Namleta wapi huyu dada? Duuh, na alivyo mzuri kweli.

Me: Wuewee, focus. Waona kwenye ile taa hapo nyuma ya posta.......

Two minutes later, he hooted outside my door. It was saa kumi na moja asubuhi. I got out to open the door for her and gloat....

"Nilikwambia utajileta mwenyewe", was the first thing I told her.

She called me Nugu hii unaona umeangukia. Hugged me very tight and I let her in.

She was exhausted so vile aliona bed, she stripped to her under garments na akajirusha kulala.

When she woke up, at 9 asubuhi, she told me how she ended up at my place. She had been stood up. It was on a furahiday and I told her she was stuck with me for the weekend. I still couldn't believe someone had stood up mali safi namna hio.

Took her to the beach. She had come with swim wear. She only drank wine then and that's what I bought her. She hadn't discovered beer or makali. Juzi, I was at her place and we took black label shots. What a transformation?.

After the beach, sisi hao, Bob's for more wine. We got back in the house in the wee hours of the morning. Went straight to the bed. I wasn't making any move nipime imani yake. I told you guys, tenda wema and stay put. Don't go nowhere, unaweza pewa tako.

She reached for my shamukwale. This thing was born stiff.

"Waah, okay" , she exclaimed and let it go.

I asked, "kuna nini?

"I just wanted to know k**a inafanya kazi. Ule Jay najua would be all over me now?", she replied.

"Na ukipata inafanya kazi?. Do you want me to be all over you?", I asked her.

"Mimi sijasema hivyo", she said.

I was going to tease her to death. I wrapped my arms around her. Made sure my hands were making enough contact with her tirries. I could feel her body move. She wanted more of the touch. I now had her where I needed her. I would occasionally brush my hands on her bo***es and go back to massaging her belly. I enjoyed her change of breathing.

"Umeamua kunitesa?", she finally found her voice.

"Nini?", Mimi najifanya hamnazo.

She got tired and grabbed my shamukwale. Yanked it from my boxers and rubbed it against her face. She looked at me. Probably waiting for me to speak. I smiled at her and said nothing. Nilikuwa nakusanya evidence ya hii story. I didn't say anything. She kissed my shamukwale and traced the curve on it to the balls with her fingers. Then put me in her mouth. I wanted to sing Katombi's song, "ítai masima Moto mbuloo". The way she was grasping my shamukwale.

I pushed her minutes before I started firing like a gun.

"Just touch me", she begged me.

I grabbed her hair. And pushed her on top of me. Her skin was hot. I was holding her tightly. I wanted to feel the pressing of all her soft curves. Her tirries pressed against my chest felt good.

I rolled over and got on top of her. Her cookie jar was wet and open ready for me. She reached down and guided my shamukwale inside her and whispered in my ear, "hii ndio kitu umefukuzia miaka mingi. Ni yako yote".

Sieeeet!...

Babu yangu alikuwa mganga serious.

I was hit by dry spell ajab siku ingine hapo. Unaamka umembao kila siku. I turned to my friend. I have known her for ove...
22/05/2025

I was hit by dry spell ajab siku ingine hapo. Unaamka umembao kila siku. I turned to my friend. I have known her for over 5 years and I had never shown her any interest in terms of extra curricular activities. She has never shown interest she wants anything with me either. Kwani kila siku lazima Mimi?. I called her akiwa job nijieleze.

"Monica, siunajua mabeste ni kuokoleana?Na nikiwa na shida nitakuambia wewe tu?", I told her.

"Yeah, I mean what are friends for. Jay, you can tell me anything. You are my G", she told me.

I should have stopped at that point. When a woman refers to you as her G, you ain't hitting nothing my fren. She is not sleeping with you. But mi ni nanii?.

"Mimi niko mbaya. Niko mbaya saidi",I told her.

"Are you dying?", she asked me.

"Woooa. No, silly.Niko dry spell mbaya my dear?", I explained to her.

"Eti umesema nini?", she pretended not to have heard me.

"Niokolee Tu. Niko dry spell", I humbly requested her

"Are you asking me to have s*x with you", she asked me..

"Yeah. That's what's up", I told her bila haya.

She laughed hysterically na akakataa.

"Aiii, hapaanaa Jay, haiwezi. Mbona Mimi?. Wapi wale mahoe wako unapendaga?. Nilikwambia utakuja kubaki solo. Siunajua Niko na Mtu saa hii na nilikushow mi huwa loyal", she chided me.

"Ungekuwa huna mtu ungenipea hivyo?", I asked her.

You have to give it to a brother for planning ahead on tackling and mitigating future dry spells. Akikosana na huyo mtu, halafu🤣🤣.

"Jay, zile siku nilikuwa nakutaka uliringa", she told me.

I stayed quiet. At least alinitaka even though I don't recall her akinitaka.

"Ulidhani Sina Pvssy?", she continued.

"Heey, sasa hizi ni gani. Ningedhani hauna singekuomba. I don't remember when you wanted me, lakini ni Sawa Tu basi", I told her.

"Kumbe ukiomba ikus huwa unanyenyekea hivi?", she was determined to make fun of me.

"Heey, ni Sawa. Juu saa hii unanienjoy, wacha nitafute kwingine", I told her and hung up on her.

Aaaah Siakae, siakae, aaaah kaa hizi nyege zitanimanda si zinimande basi.!!!!.

After a few mins, she called me back.

"Heey, wewe ni mtu wangu Naweza kusaidia. Check your WhatsApp", she told me.

She had sent me three pictures of a very fine woman. One showing her shapely ess, another focusing on majegi and her full picture in a floral dress serving legs for days. .

"Who be this abi?", I asked her in a text.

"Do you like her?", she asked me.

"She is fire. I love her body shape. Cheki hio ess na majegi. Nip*e huyu na uchukue kila kitu yangu", I told her.

"Majegi na mahaga ndio ulipenda. She is seated right here next to me in the office ", she told me.

I texted her, "get out of here"....

"Niende wapi?",she asked. "Unataka kusaidika ama hutaki?, she wanted to know.

"You are playing with me,right?", I asked her.

She didn't answer right away. She called me.

"Haya basi ongea naye", she said and handed her the phone.

"Hello", I said like a Mumu man.

"Hello",the other girl answered.

"Are you guys for real?", I asked her.

"Yeah, Mbona umeshtuka hivi", she answered in that coast Swahili accent.

"Does she have your nudes and threatening to release them if you don't agree to this?", I asked her.

She replied with that coast Swahili," la ashaa. hapana".

Lost for words, I said, "waaa, okay then".

She said, "wacha nimregeshee simu muongee basi".

"Naaah, usimpe kwanza. I love how you talk", I told her. My charm offensive kicking in.

"Ahsante", she said.
I could hear my bestie on the phone complaining tunammalizia airtime.

We had that instant kaconnection. We set a meeting time that same day. She handed back the phone to my bestie.

"You owe me big time. Na usijaribu uniangushe. Treat my friend well", she told me.

"I will get you a male stripper on your birthday. How does that sound?", I teased her.

"Niko na Mtu nikitaka stripper atastrip. She knows what she is coming there for. Usiniangushe", she told me.

Booked a hotel. Na nikaenda mapema kwa room kupractice kumpea strokes. Nikameza Njugu na cashewnuts na ujipower jug mbili. Karibu nivimbiwe. I had one job to do. To deliver a man of the mechi performance.

She arrived at the hotel, after work. Came straight up to the room. We hugged. She looked even better in the pics and I told her that.

"Woman, this is where I give you a chance to either run away or change your mind", I told her.

"Which chance when you are blocking the door?", she asked smiling.

I ordered her food and wine. We got acquainted over food and wine. I learnt she had just been transferred to the job from Mombasa a month plus ago and she had no friends apart from Monika, the matchmaker.

The following day, Monika called me to tell me she had asked her so many questions about me.

"Kwani ulimpea aje she can't stop talking about you?", she wanted to know.

That evening, without Monika's knowledge, she took me to her house that only had a bed and nothing else. Return leg.

Can your besties even?

Wimens, wacheni kutusifu kwa marafiki zenu k**a tunapiga mechi safi. Resist and desist. Punguzeni pang'ang'a. You are de...
22/05/2025

Wimens, wacheni kutusifu kwa marafiki zenu k**a tunapiga mechi safi. Resist and desist. Punguzeni pang'ang'a. You are delivering us into temptations. Na mnajua vizuri we won't say no. Nyinyi furahieni peke yenyu. Na mnyamazie kabisa. Kisa na maana gani......

Was seeing this mumama. She is older by 5 years. The only thing that made her Mumama was her money. Though she has grown kids in their 20's. She had kids early and now she is slaying. She is ageing like Esther Passaris. Can you believe Esther is 59yrs?. Well, mine now just hit 40.

Once she established I wasn't messing with any of her daughters, she made me her right hand man. Namaanisha jamaa wa mkono. She is mama miradi. One of her miradi was a guest house she was building in Matuu. At first, I was running errands for her when I was free. And for her, I was free more times than I was busy. Then we began running those errands together.

Happens najua machuom za kupata vitu na deal. Na deal, means stolen elsewhere. If you are DCI this is not your story. I am a sly mazafuaka. I got wind of chuma za kujenga zilikuwa zinauzwa place. Getting wind is I know who was stealing and from where. Nikageuka broker ghafla. I supplied chumas for that guest house ikijengwa. Chuma za floor nne. Hata Mimi nikapona.

Tukaja tukachelewa matuu usiku Moja and we had to look for a room. Tulitafuta double bed tukakosa.

"Kwani umesikia nitakukula tukilala kitanda moja", she asked me.

I smiled.

We got to the bed, I was the first on it. I stripped down to my boxers and rukad kwa bed

"Ujue unalala kwa ukuta", I told her.

She sat on a plastic chair looking at me.

"K**a unaniogopa zima taa utoe chenye unatoa", I teased her.

"Nikiogopa nini?, she retorted.

"Wikúmaa wílikaaa", I thought to myself. (Don't know that phrase in any other language. Just ignore it).

She stripped to her un**es and came to the bed. Akienda kunipita juu, I held her hapo juu. She just looked at me. Not very surprised.

"Najua unafurahia umenipata rahisi", she told me.

She stayed on top of me for a moment after I had let her go looking at me. I matched her gaze. Finally, she fell on her side of bed. Akavuta duvet. She is facing the wall. Tukajifunika. Our skins touching. Mimi nimembao k**a mbuzi ndume tayari. Imusenzi yethenge...

She felt my bolingo ya telefone and said,"na unasimama ovyo ovyo aje".

I didn't reply. Instead I asked her, "umeamua kulala na bra?".

"Ikikuchosha itoe", she replied. I was enjoying that back and forth.

Ile talent ya kutoa bra na mkono moja, sio ya meja peke yake. But nik**a Mimi sina. I fumbled trying to reach for the hook. She enjoyed that very much. Hio kitu haina hook.

"Kwani hii yako umevaa k**a sweater?", I asked her after kulemewa.

She got hold of my hand and showed me where the hook was. Turns out, the hook was Infront. Wakamba, Nani waliketi chini wakaamua tuite bra Sindilia?. It's only Sindilia if they are big. Just saying. K**a tudogo, níkakanda kaíseka kithúi(Kamba ya kujifunga kifua).

I stopped trying to unhook it. And went touched her thighland. She didn't expect it. She je**ed as I found my way up. When I put my hand inside her panties, she moved her mjiass closer to me na akainua mguu Moja akaniwekelea. She began making those glorious noises as I was stroking the lips of her ninio.

She undid her Sindilia mwenyewe and I had access of her siegsy melons. I attacked them with my mouth. Got on top and she guided me into her cookie jar. Mechi kicked off.

"Nitakojoa toka babe", she announced after fiery shots.

I didn't listen to her. I ignored her completely. I mean who kojoas k**a amekushikilia anasema don't stop. Ni yeye awache kukojoa ama ni Mimi?. Na hio nguvu ya kugrab mtu hivyo mnatoaga wapi?.

She p*ed. That glorious p*e you call squirting.

"Umenifanyia nini?", she asked.

I had to explain to her hio sio mkojo. We had to turn the mattress on the other side.
And that was the beginning of our many matuu conference cup mechis.

....★★★★....

Her and her six friends were going to some kyathi one day. She asked me nikodishe a seven seater for three days. Went to my friends at Royal Umbrella Rent A Car and got a good deal. She done went and told one of those friends kwa kyathi that I was making her happy between the sheets. That my yam ndio kusema. I don't know what else she said about me.

When I was dropping them back after three days, the friend was the last person I dropped. She asked me for my number in case she needed a driver. She started forwarding me funny videos on WhatsApp that same night. Very suggestive videos.

After two weeks, she called me tuende Voi. Nikajua ni kazi tu. Left my car in her house and used hers. We left in the afternoon. Kwa njia ananihoji hoji. Vile tunajuana with her friend. She had a bottle ameweka wine. Anapiga masip tu. I refused to sip. Si Niko kazi. Kazin't it?.

We got to Voi in the evening. She made a call and announced a change of plans. We had a new destination, Mombasa. Fikad Mombasa saa nne usiku. Booked us into a hotel. Double bed. Na sarakasi zikaanza. She shoots straight. I was trafficked there for mechi. That is Dick trafficking.

I was going to mechi for free. But kwanza I wanted her to sweat it out.

"Na Rafiki yako akijua", I asked her.

"Nitakulipa unyamaze", she told me. My eyes lit up.

I had never negotiated money in exchange of a Diek. I have in exchange of a Pvssy though. Mimi sio mchache. Nishawahi ambiwa na a femeo I was paying, "ukija na elfu tano tutakufurahisha pamoja na beste yangu. Ule mmoja unapendaga". Th*****me manenos.

I didn't go. I am good with one woman at a time. Sio umati ya pudeshi. Nitachemsha.

This here was a first. I was the one being paid.

"Unataka ngapi?", she asked me.

"Shida zangu huwezi maliza", I told her.

Someone told me never make the first offer.

She offered me good mullah. My rent then ya mwaka mzima. And I told her, I paid 22k. My actual rent was 12. But watu wamejenga kwao wanajuana nyumba zilipanda bei.

And I proceeded to deliver performance k**a ya Rice against Madrid juzi. 33 touches, 29 dribbles down her belly. 90/95 complete strokes, 5 tirries recoveries, 3 shots on target and 2 mind blowing organisms. Stats don't lie. I delivered a man of the mechi performance for three straight days. Playing like Rice but Tackling like Caicedo na work rate ya prime Kante🤣

K**a ni Noma tulisema tunaachia Directline, halafu wakatutoka...

Shout out to my newest followers! Excited to have you onboard! Patrick Nzomo, Joy Wangui Macharia, Kaigai Ka Msoo, Candy...
21/05/2025

Shout out to my newest followers! Excited to have you onboard! Patrick Nzomo, Joy Wangui Macharia, Kaigai Ka Msoo, Candy Nakiva, Maslow Kiteme Mwangi, Carol Walumbe, Doris Kaimuri, Kimanthi Boniface, Myrryh Karbwali, Sam Odoyo, Mwariri Lucy, Burner Mbui, Itz Josh, Malel Gilbert Jnr, Killion Nyagol Ayub, Ibrahim Kalama, Vinnie Ogama, Marshel Martin, Dan Telo, Princess Xylia, Kimutai Ben, Onyinye Maxwell, Dan Kea, Manuu Offset

16/05/2025

💢EPISODE 17
🧡🧡VOWS & VICES💔💔
Enter Tobias

The boardroom was tense. Leather chairs, glass walls, and the scent of coffee couldn’t mask the storm brewing inside.

Jayden sat at one end—his signature confidence shaken, but not gone. Across the table: the HR Director, two board members, and Serene Capital’s newest recruit—Tobias Kimani.

At only 29, Tobias had shattered ceilings to earn his seat at the executive table. Sharp suit, sharper mind, and eyes that missed nothing. He’d read every report, watched every second of the footage, and made one thing clear: this was no witch hunt. It was cleanup.

Then Stella walked in.

And everything shifted.

Tobias stood. Offered her the seat beside him. Respectfully. No charm. No agenda. Just professionalism.

“Thank you for your courage,” he said plainly.

Stella nodded, calm. Resolute.

Jayden fidgeted. “This is character assassination. That girl—she’s just bitter I never—”

“She’s a First-Class Actuarial graduate,” Tobias cut in, his tone slicing clean. “You? A former HR intern whose rise was tied to... questionable mentorship.”

A beat of silence.

Then Tobias dropped the file.

“Jayden, you were already under review. Stella just lit the match.”

HR read the verdict. Termination. No references. Full internal investigation to follow.

Jayden exploded, but no one flinched.

As security led him out, Tobias turned to Stella.

“You’re not just strong,” he said. “You’re rare. And we need rare in leadership.”

Stella blinked.

It wasn’t a flirt.

It was a challenge.

“Let’s talk growth strategy,” he added, gesturing to the empty space beside him.

For the first time since Maseno, Stella felt it—not temptation, not pressure. Just potential.

Real. Raw. Uncompromised.

---

Coming soon in Episode 18... Agono Joseph
Tobias invites Stella on a business retreat with senior execs.
But not everyone is thrilled.
Old enemies. New alliances.
And the first time Tobias really looks at Stella—not just as a rising star... but a woman.

16/05/2025

💢EPISODE 16
🧡🧡VOWS & VICES💔💔
The Trap Within

Stella walked into the office on Monday in silence—but her eyes carried war.

Vivian had already slipped the flash drive into the Managing Director’s inbox, anonymously. Diana provided the backup footage. Sheila prepped a statement. And Stella? She was the face of calm before the storm.

Jayden strutted in like a king in his palace. Unaware that his throne was made of matchsticks soaked in gasoline.

“Morning, queen,” he said, leaning on her desk, sipping from his usual stainless-steel bottle.

She smiled—not coy, not scared. Calm.

“The MD wants to see you,” she said softly.

He blinked.

“For what?”

“I wouldn’t keep him waiting.”

Jayden walked in with his usual cocky step. Twenty minutes later, he came out pale.

Emails were flying. HR, Legal, and a special committee formed overnight. It was no longer whispers. It was war—and the hunters had become prey.

But the real tension came when Stella entered the breakroom that afternoon.

Silence.

Then Sheila whispered just loud enough:

“What does she even have? We all went through it. We all had to... adapt.”

Vivian shot her a warning glance. But Stella stood tall.

“No shame in surviving,” Stella said, meeting their eyes one by one. “But there’s power in stopping the cycle. I didn’t come here to be worshipped. I came to work. And I won't be a victim to rise. That’s not ambition. That’s bondage.”

Nobody replied.

But something shifted.

Even Diana—quiet Diana—nodded.

That evening, as the sun dipped behind Westlands, Stella sat on the balcony of her bedsitter, sipping black tea, legs folded beneath her. Jayden’s voice, once intoxicating, now echoed like a bad chorus in her head.

He wasn’t the last temptation.

And this wasn’t the last fight.

But she had chosen her side.

And she had backup now.

16/05/2025

💢EPISODE 15
🧡🧡VOWS & VICES💔💔
Circles of Power

Vivian had seen this before.

Fresh meat. Bright smile. Smart mind. And suddenly, every predator in the office smelled blood in the water.

But Stella? She wasn’t bleeding. She was glowing.

And that glow was pi***ng people off.

Vivian summoned Sheila, and then surprisingly, the usually silent Diana from accounts.

They met at a quiet café across the street, where whispers could breathe freely.

“Jayden has a pattern,” Vivian began, her voice crisp.

“First, flattery. Then gifts. Then the trap.”

Sheila nodded. Diana simply clutched her teacup tighter.

“He tried it on me,” Vivian added, looking Sheila dead in the eye. “Years ago. Before I knew how this place runs. I was lucky. HR was still functional then. But now? It’s rotten.”

They all turned to Diana.

She cleared her throat, and for the first time, spoke:

“He followed me home once. After I rejected his offer to 'talk about my future.' I told no one. I couldn’t. But… I have photos. Dashcam.”

Vivian leaned in.

“Good. We might need everything.”

Back at the office, Jayden walked into Stella’s space unannounced—again. This time with a smirk and two cappuccinos.

“One for the lady who’s always working late,” he said.

She didn’t touch it.

He stepped closer. Too close.

“You know, I admire your strength. But strength without direction is just noise. Let me help you get ahead, Stella.”

She looked him dead in the eyes.

“And what does that help cost?”

He chuckled, slow and syrupy. “Just loyalty. To me.”

That night, Stella didn’t go home. She stayed back, combing through the flash drive Sheila had given her.

Voices. Conversations. Hidden truths.

And in one file—Jayden’s voice:
“Stella’s different. But they all break eventually.”

Her blood ran cold.

But she didn’t cry. She copied the file. Sent it to her email. Then printed a copy of her resignation letter—but didn’t sign it.

She was planning something else.

Not escape.

Justice.

16/05/2025

💢EPISODE 14
🧡🧡VOWS & VICES💔💔
Confessions and Calculations

It started with silence.

The kind that creeps into your bones—not because there’s nothing to say, but because everything is too heavy to say.

Sheila knocked on Stella’s desk just before lunch. Her eyes were rimmed red, lips trembling.

“Can we talk? Somewhere private?”

Stella hesitated. Then nodded.

They ended up in the rooftop break area, Nairobi’s skyline stretching far into the haze. For a while, Sheila said nothing. Then—

“I used to be you.”

Stella turned.

“I mean… strong. Smart. Focused. I graduated top of my class, too. I swore I’d never trade dignity for position. I laughed at girls who bent for men with power.”

A bitter smile.

“Then the rent notices came. My brother got sick. My mother’s stall burned down in Gikomba. And Jayden—he came like an angel. A savior.”

Stella felt her throat tighten.

“He didn’t ask at first. Just helped. Took me out. Paid my brother’s hospital bill. Then one night, he asked me to come to a hotel to ‘talk’ about a potential role Vivian was vacating…”

Sheila’s voice cracked.

“I said yes. Because it felt like I owed him. And when he pushed me to the bed—I didn’t fight. I didn’t scream. I just… disappeared.”

Tears fell freely now.

“Every thrust, I kept telling myself: This is for family. For survival. But afterward, I stopped recognizing myself. That’s why I hate how they look at you. You remind me of who I used to be.”

Stella was quiet, her heart breaking for her—not in pity, but in understanding.

“Sheila… you didn’t deserve that.”

“I know. But I let it happen. And now, they talk about you like a trophy they haven’t won yet. Jayden, Mark, even Director Ouma. They think you're a challenge. A conquest.”

She handed Stella a flash drive.

“I recorded Jayden once. In case I ever needed protection. You might.”

Stella took it, trembling.

Back downstairs, Vivian stood by her office window, arms folded, watching Jayden laugh with Ouma in the hallway.

She narrowed her eyes.

Then whispered to herself:
“Not again. Not this time.”

Next up in Episode 14...
Jayden’s charm turns cold.
Sheila breaks—and confesses something deeper than Stella expected.
And Vivian? She reveals her own dark history with Serene Capital’s men. Agono Joseph

Ushawahi ishi nyumba za mabati?. Mtu akikooa unadhani mko wote. Mechi sasa ndio unaipokea live.Kuna siku I used to pay r...
16/05/2025

Ushawahi ishi nyumba za mabati?. Mtu akikooa unadhani mko wote. Mechi sasa ndio unaipokea live.

Kuna siku I used to pay rent for a single room 2500 bob mitaa ya Dandora. Landlord zikamtuma akaja kwa "plot" akatuongezea rent na 150%. Who does that?

He told us, "kuanzia next month, rent ni 4k".

I know you are thinking, hesabu zangu don't add up to the 150% hike I am talking about. Well, s**t doesn't always add up. Tulia nikupeleke na mtara tara

We protested the increase. We argued we deserved enough notice. As tenants we agreed not to pay the rent altogether. Huo ni unyanyasaji mkubwa, unafiki and we knew our rights. Landlord alitufika kwenye koo. Yee ni taafash tu.

Come mwisho wa mwezi, nikaingia tiplo nikapatana na Landlord amekuja kudai rent yake. My fellow tenants wamesimama nje ya nyumba zao.

"Wewe kijana, wapi rent yako?", he asked me as soon as he saw me.

"Buda, wachaga za ovyo. Nani analipa 4k?. Don't you know tunajua rights zetu?. Hatukulipi buana?", I told him na confidence ghunia mbili.

"Hamtalipa wewe na nani?", he asked me.

"Mzae, si sisi qwote kwa hii ploti. Ndio sasa tunaitwa hatulipi", I informed him.

Looked at the other tenants waiting for their back up. Kumbe magui zililipa.

He laughed so hard and said, "kijana you are very funny. Ebu lipa nyumba niko na haraka. Wenzako walilipa".

Didn't have the money. Nikafungiwa nyumba. Sieet!

Called my friend and asked if I could crush at his place nikitafutaga rent ama doo ya kuhama Kenya. He gave me a week.

He lived ploti ya mabati. His next door neighbour was his crush. He was always talking about her. The woman was beautiful na shape ajab. Hapo nyuma alijaza kishundundu. She was a fish monger.

"Come ucheki", my friend would call me when the neighbour was walking towards the gate nijionee mjiass.

"Si umwambie unamtaka tu?", I challenged him.

I befriended her ndio my mninja apate chance amwambie the way he felt about her. We hit it off with her. Tukikuwa marafiki. By the first week,she would invite me to eat fish in her house.

One week into his house turned into three weeks. Mninja was so fed up with me akaamua kunifukuza.

He woke me saa saba usiku and told me, "kesho kuna mtu ananitembelea sitaki akupate hapa. Nataka utoke six asubuhi".

At first, I thought mninja amepata mdemu. I was happy for him. All I needed to do was to hide for a day ndio mdemu wake aende.

I was awfully wrong. Nikitoka that morning he said, "na ubebe hio bag yako ulikuja nayo".

"Form?", I wanted to know mbona nabeba bag.

"Nimekupea enough time umeamua kumea hapa kwangu. Haurudi.", ndio nikajua nimefukuzwo.

Nikatoka nje na bag yangu nikatulia nikipiga hesabu naenda wapi. His crush akanipata nje akaniuliza, "mbona kuchanganyikiwa hivi?".

Nikamwambia nimefukuzwa na arif.

"Come tukae kae huku kwangu kukuche. I knew huyo msee hujifanya sio mtu mzuri", she told me.

"Usitense, ukikosa place ya kudoze, I will house you for a few days", she offered.

It was a chilly morning. She had come from soko kubuy fish. She showered and said she was going back to sleep and would wake up later to prepare to go sell her fish.

"Unataka kulala", she asked me.

"Kitanda yako ndogo, nani atalala juu ya mwingine na mimi sio mdogo", I said it as a joke.

She laughed. Scooted over to one side said," panda kwa kitanda".

"This is just a bad idea", I told her as I climbed the bed.

"Kwanini?", she asked me.

"Because of this", I told her squeezing her ess.

"Ni ess yangu unaita bad idea", she asked me.

"Nooo, silly. Being in the same bed with this ess ndio bad idea?", I answered her.

"Kwani itakukula", she asked me.

"Wacha maswali, Mimi ndio nitaikula", I said it pole pole but she heard me. And pretended not to have.

"Ebu rudia tena", she teasingly asked me.

"K**a hujasikia, the better", I told her.

She playfully pushed me with her ess, I had to grab her nisianguke from the bed. And when I grabbed her, I didn't let go of it.

I adjusted my body on the bed while still holding her waist. We spooned. I reached for her belly and started gently rubbing it. I took good minutes on it because I wasn't sure if to proceed. All this time, we are both quiet.

"Wajua as long as mkono yako iko hapo siwezi lala", she said.

"Thought I am giving you the calming effect ndio ulale", I told her.

"No it's not calming at all", she said.

"Na saa hii", I moved my hand higher near the space between her b***s.

"Nini?", she asked as if she hadn't heard my question. She didn't ask me to remove the hand though.

I touched under her tirrie. The one I had full access to. She didn't say anything or react much. I touched her nipuu, and I felt a movement. I played with the nipuu turning it around until I heard change of breathing.

She turned to look at me and said, " sijakuita kwa bed to turn me on".

"Told you it was a bad idea", I reminded her.

She removed my hand and told me, keep your hands to yourself and lay facing up.

Kwa Jirani, the Mumu that chased me, I could hear him akishindana na masufuria Mimi nikingangana na majegi. What a change of fortunes.

I put my leg between hers and she parted them so my leg could fit properly. I went for the other tirrie that was now accessible.

"I can see you are really determined leo nisilale" she said.

I did not answer. I just grabbed one breast and put it in my mouth. She moaned and sighed. And lifted the leg that was free. I had the other under my leg. She held onto my hand and started rubbing it.

"Heeey, you are turning me on", she whispered. I didn't say anything. I was flickering her ni**le with my tongue in an up and down motion with my right hand kneading the other tirrie. And my left running my fingers through her hair

I held the back of her head and looked at her, she bit her lower lip. Her eyes were begging for a kiss and I planted one. First the upper lip, then the lower lip. Then a deep french kiss.

We kissed for a while, still not sure whether to proceed. It's like she read my mind. She took my hand and brought it inside the jog pants she was wearing and parted her legs. I ran my fingers on her pantie that had laced edges. It was soaking wet. I put my hands inside the pantie, and felt the warmth of her pvssy. Deep, warm and very wet.

I sank two fingers into her and her eyes rolled back. All this time as I kissed her. She lifted her waist as if she was meeting something in the air and let out one loud moan.

"Oooh, usiwache", she urged me on.

Moments later, she said ," babe nacum". When I tell you babe is the number one moan word ya wimens, believe me.

Before she could recover, I got on top, slid her panties one side, and slid deep inside her. She lifted her legs so I could easily work her. I could feel the layers of her inner walls deep inside her tightening on my D. She was scratching my back calling me 69 babes per minute. She asked me, "hapo ni wapi?. Hapo patamu". She groaned and arched forcing me to sp*ed up the pace. Deep, fast and furious delicious thrusts. We exploded within moments of each other. Her first, and me shortly after. Half time.

I went out kunyora and I met the arif mwenye alinifukuza kwake. He asked me, "umerudia nini na nilikwambia usirudi?".

I told him, "kuuliza swali ni bure, kujibiwa ni bure, kwenda na screen protector ndio pesaaa". Na nikaingia kwangu second half.

He heard us. We cranked up the volume.

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