When the dirty-old-man is the dad!

By Bunmi Sofola

EDWIN sat relaxed in his London flat. He was on a business trip and he’d arranged for his girlfriend to move in for the five days he would be around. With his thick-rimmed glasses and balding head, he wasn’t exactly God’s gift to women. But he has a fit body with sophisticated moves on the dance floor.

“I can dance any of these young things off the floor if I feel like it,” he often boasts. When Toks, the girlfriend arrived, she served the meal she’d cooked for both of them from home. It was this cozy atmosphere that greeted Taofeek, Edwin’s son when he strolled into the flat. His jaw nearly hit the floor at the spectacle that greeted him—his respectable dad and his girlfriend of nine months having dinner together!

I didn’t know there was anything between them even though I suspected that Dad fancied Toks” Taofeek said. “I’d brought her to the flat a few times when he was around, but on our last visit Dad tried to show off his dancing moves.

It was as if his bum which was still pert had a life of its own wriggling provocatively in the tight blue jeans he’d been able to pour himself into. It was embarrassing to say the least, but Toks seemed to be impressed especially when Dad insisted we joined in. I declined leaving both of them on the dance floor.

“When he called he would be arriving on this particular visit, we made arrangement to meet at his flat the next day as I had a meeting in the office that would run for hours. The meeting was postponed till the following day at the last minute and I decided to spend the evening with dad.

I had a key to the flat and decided to just chill out waiting for him if he’d gone out. He scarcely allowed the grass to grow under his feet on his brief visits —a sort of break from my mum and siblings, and I often marvelled at how he was more of a friend than a Dad whenever he visited. I’d met a few of his girlfriends over the years. Some slept over and most of them out-did each other feeding him. But Toks? My own girlfriend?

“Dad was mildly surprised when I showed up, but he quickly got his wits back. Toks didn’t say a word—it was as if the nights we spent together never happened. I was determined to embarrass the two of them for as long as I could.

I had some of the supper they were having even though the food nearly stuck in my throat! Toks was obviously hoping to be seduced—or had she been seduced already? Instead of her usual T-Shirts and Jeans she flaunted herself in a fetching short skirt and low-cup top, her often pretty and fresh face now plastered in make-up. It was odd. Did she really need to go to such length to impress Dad who was more than 53? Toks was a mere 23!

“After supper, Dad shamelessly put on the seduction techniques he’d used with his previous victims; like the sexy look he gave his preys, the haunting love songs he was now playing and I was really on edge.

Then Toks went to the Kitchen to get some ice and Dad quickly followed. This lust must have bitten him real bad! I followed a few minutes later and caught both of them with their arms wrapped round one another. I coughed and they sprang apart. Toks stared at the floor, but Dad glared at me, eyes blazing. “What’ s going on Dad?,” I asked. “Tok’ s upset,” he said, “I was just comforting her.” He barged past, cool as a cucumber—certainly not as if I’d just caught him with my girlfriend.

“ At this stage, I knew I had to leave. Dad is a very generous man, but dangerous to cross. There was no way I would jeopardize my relationship with him over a girl who had no qualms sleeping with

father and son I was really sad that I had to experience such a betrayal. Even though Toks wasn’t the love of my life; she was my current girlfriend when Dad snatched her. To this day, we haven’t discussed Toks and I only ran into her once. In fairness to her, she never insulted my intelligence by trying to phone ‘to explain,’ and I didn’t bother flogging a dead horse either….

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