That thing on your chest

My girls and I decided to go out for drinks, Lagos is hard enough and the hustle is real.


I love hanging out with my married friends, they give me hope that I will have a family of my own and I also help them feel single again…lol mutual beneficial relationship.


Walking into this cozy place on Victoria Island, we were ready to let go, unwind and just talk the evening away, then I noticed him across the room.


He kept staring and he was fine like a tall glass of Guinness extra smooth  Stout, foamy head and poured to perfection… my my, I licked my lips forgetting I had a matte lipstick on (not sexy).


He was still staring and trying to make some gestures…
I looked at him, smiled sheepishly, I smiled again, looked shy, made some sound but it looked like he wasn’t feeling my sex appeal.
He kept making gestures and pointing to my chest…


It felt awkward, why the heck is he objectifying me, damn the nerve.
I frowned immediately, as a busty girl, I get alot of that attention and mister Guinness extra smooth just rubbed me the wrong way.
How dare you!!!!!!!!!!!


He started walking towards me, boy was I ready to give him an ear full when he said, hi!!!!

Jeez, his voice so velvety, boy why so smooth, dayummmmm!
I adjusted my dress and frown and looked straight at him, before the words formed in my mouth, my ear heard, “you got your beautiful white dress stained”.
I look down at my dress and I got red wine on both nipple area, the exact spot…


I am sure I blushed redder than the wine stain, I profusely thanked him and ran to the ladies.


Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!@!