Blast from the past

Meria

Elder Lister
Staff member
A few moons ago kuna deree alikwamisha truck Salama on the way down to 001, company policy dictates that truck ikijizima due to your incompetence just pick your belongings from the cabin uingie gizani, gari ya road patrol isikupate hapo and that’s how I found myself in Salama at 1am in the morning with a diagnosis machine coaxing the truck to start, waah! Truck ilitoa error za ajab, code zingine sijawai ona I had to fall bact to the Actros manual, what I found out made my heart sink, Muarabu was gonna blow his top when he heard this and there was bound to be casualties. The Msedes had been taking adulterated fuel for some time na vile air/fuel mixture ilikua wrong ikaanza kuknock, that’s why it had shut down. I cancelled a few errors alafu nikaigurumisha but after three minutes it shut down again (only a trained ear could hear the Knock). Ilibidi niashe kafegi as I made myself comfortable kwa kitanda ili ni contemplate how to pass the news to Muarabu in the morning.
Time: 6:30am
Grrrrrrrr grrrrrrrrrr, grrrrrrrrrr grrrrrrrrr
Me: Hello salaam aleikum
Muarabu: Matako hii uko wapi? (Been with this guy for several years and had never understood why he was always in a foul mood, this prepared me for what was to come)
Me: Bado niko Samburu boss
Muarabu: Hio mkundu yako itafika hapa saa ngapi?
Me: Boss kuna shida
Muarabu: kubabako nugu hii sema haraka, unafikiri ta shinda hapa kiskiza upuzi yako kwa simu
Me: Boss hii gari mpaka ICU (gari ikiknock mpaka ibadilishwe pistons na rings, and in extreme cases sleeves mpaka zikwangurwe pia, yaani gari inafanywa overhaul, in garage lingo ICU)
Muarabu: ……………………………………………………………..silence
Me: Hello, Helloooooo (grenade ilikua imetolewa pin, the chemical reaction was happening inside and hell was about to break loose. Lord have mercy on us)
Me: Hello, Hello Boss waniskila
Muarabu: ………………………………………………………………………………………….. Loud silence (the calm before the storm) I could hear him at the end of the line breathing heavily. I decided to keep quiet
After a minute
Muarabu: Meria unahakika hio gari ni ICU (first time he had called me by name in 8 yrs)
Me: nina uhakika boss, computa haidanganyagi (Msedes kwenda ICUwould take 350 – 400k all because of a stupid driver who had been selling the good fuel we gave him and topping up with I don’t know what, so I understood his pain)
Muarabu: Hio kumanina ya dereva iko wapi? Mwambie nikimshika tamfira mkundu na maskio kisha nimchune ngozi akiwa hai alafu nimrushe kwenya shimo ya siafu (he exploded, I had to remove the phone from my ear coz he was so loud)
Muarabu (cont.): anaharibu gari yangu kwasababu ya pesa nane na mimi nalipa yeye mshahala, mwambie huyo mburukenge asikanyange Mambasa tena, tamkanyanga kaa kombamwiko na matumbo yake niirushe baharini.
Suddenly his phone went dead and I knew he had thrown it against the wall, I pitied wale watu waliokuwa karibu naye. Vile nilikua nishamwambia nikaanza kuorganise vile nitavutwa hadi 001. Gari kaa ime knock hua niya kuvutwa, if you let the engine run you cause more damage. I also switched off my phone.
It took us the whole day to get to Mombasa and by the time we arrived at 8pm he was there at the yard waiting for us, he demanded to see the diagnosis report for himself, yaani alikua hajaamini, all the other guys slowly melted away tukabaki nayeye, kuangalia hio report he hit the dashboard so hard with his podgy hand nikafikiri ameivunja, akauliza kaa nimeona huyo dereva kasema negative, akaingia kwa Prado yake na vile aliitoa kwa yard ungethania ni safari rally.
Following morning very early with my crew of 4 gari ikaingia ICU, tukainua cabin juu na kazi ikaanza, kufungua engine ya gari ndogo hua ni shida na kufungua ya Msedes hua ni shida mara kumi but we had all the tool and by late afternoon the pistons were out, before I put my hand down the sleeve niskie kaa kuna gloves I said a short prayer lakini mungu hakuniskia juu niliskia sleeve iko na mikurukuru nikajua baaas, hadi block lazima ishuke, hii ilimaliza morale ya the already tired crew and we called it a day. I gathered my pistons kafungia kwa store, didn’t want a confrontation with mwarabu as yet.
To cut the long story short by noon the next day block was out and on its way to the engineer na mimi kaelekea dukani kutafuta rings, one thing about hawa reach guys hujui wanalipana lini, hua I just go there with my order and sign once I get the spares and then leave, hio siku I got everything else apart from rings, niliambiwa had to wait for close to a fortnight, kuskia hivo nikajua it will take a month, muarabu kuskia hivo alifytuka tena but nilikua shamzoea. My crew were assigned other duties na mimi kabakia kwa yard nikihang tu bila kazi ya kufanya. Would report everyday and just sit in my Msedes playing games on my phone. Day 3 muarabu put a stop to this when he called me to his office akanirushia funguo za canter ya mikate iliokua imeletwa service kwa yard yetu, akanishow nitakua na hio gari hadi siku ile spare zitaingia. I drove to the bakery on the other side of town and reported to my new station. (kumbe bakery ilikua ni side hustle yake na sio watu wengi walikua wanajua)
Reporting time huko ilikua crazy, 3:30am ndio by 4am umepakia na umeshika routé yako, wueh. Route yangu ilikua ni one leafy suburb and 3 sprawling estates, used to take like 5hrs to make the deliveries. Sasa hii kuamka mapema ndio ilinirusha mashakani.
In the leafy suburb kulikua na mama mmoja mswahili alikua na ka corner shop/duka, nilikua nafika hapo around 5:10am na nilikua nampata inje with her two kids akigojea school bus, she was a giant of a lady, over 6 foot 2, voluptuous, curvy and very beautiful, best of all alikua anatoka na kaseethru night dress that exposed everything, she was also very friendly and talkative, she was the only one on my route who would help me offload the bread and cakes as I didn’t have a turnboy. By day 5 I had created a good rapporteur and was always looking forward to kuosha mecho kaa na meza mate. Hii siku alitoka kaa amefunga lesso hapo juu kwa boobs and it didn’t require a scientist to deduce she was tuputupu.
School bus ilifika akapandisha watoto akaja nyuma ya canter kuchukua box ya cakes na mimi nikabebe crate ya mkate nikamfata kwa duka akaniambia nimsaidie kupastore cakes kwa shelf ya juu (mind you she was taller than me) she was handing me one by one and when I turned round after finishing the task kapata two gigantic boobs blocking my way, mjuluberg ambye alikua ameamka kidogo akasimama at attention in an instant, we stood like that for a moment and unconsciously my hands went round her big body and I pulled her close to me, she bent down and hungrily forced her tongue into my mouth, automatically my right hand went downstairs to search for the honeypot she put her legs apart to give me easy access na kuguza sikuamini mkono wangu, sijawai pata kitu iko wet hivo, the juices were really flowing.
I then put a boob in my mouth na nikafinger giant clit mtu akaanza kumoan polepole, suddenly kakumbuka sikua nimefunga gari yangu na niko area ya Kisauni home to wakali kwanza, I disengaged myself and begged to go lock my truck, reluctantly she let go. The whole episode had taken like a minute
Had difficulty rushing to my canter coz of the hard erection lakini nilipata kila kitu iko shwali, nilifunga mlango ya nyuma na kaingia kwa cabin to reflect on what had just happened, mdogo mdogo the giant Swahili lady came to my window nikafungua mlango, akasema woiyee usiniache hivo, I retorted that na bwanake akitupata kwa duka je si mie nitakua past tense, she went on to tell me hubby ako uarabuni and was expected back like after 40 days hivi, as I squeezed the melons ka mshow nachelewesha delivery na kamuomba baadaye tukutane kwa hoteli akasema hawezi coz mchana ma cousin sister huja kumtembelea, the only time ako nayo ni hii early morning. I took her head in my hands and gave her a long kiss then kamwambia kesho morning tafika mapema ili tupate time, she looked into my eyes and said “promise utakuja mapema” I returned the look, gazed into her begging eyes saw the barren hunger and said “I promise” kweli dryspell hua real
Kagurumisha gari, kaweka gear number 2 kainua clutch nikaondoka thinking of nothing else but that hot body, kwa junction karibu ni cause accident coz nilitokelezea absentmindedly bila kuangalia lakini kwa bahati the driver of the small car acted fast and avoided me by inches, kufika kwa estates ndio nilikumbuka sija deliver kwa duka zingine mbili kwa suburbs. Shait.
What followed was the slowest day of my life, its like it had 72 hrs, haki time ilikua ya drag ile mbaya, nilikua napiga flashback ya the events in the morning ngokia ta ngui, I went about my duties that day mechanically like a robot hadi one of the cashiers noticed na akaniuliza whatsup Meria mbona leo uko na raha ivo? Jokingly I told him “meffi, mind your own business” hio usiku sikulala, was at the bakery by 3 the canter was loaded by 3:30 na nikaingia route, kufika corner shop around 5 kapata my lady ndio anafungua gate wakiwa na watoi ili wagoje school bus, I at once detected something was wrong coz the beautiful body was covered up kabisa, she even had a hijab and ninja covering her face, she did come to the back of the canter to pick her cakes and that’s when she whispered that her MIL yuko area, alikua ameingia usiku na hio asubuhi alikua ameamka na akamsaidia kuprepare watoi waende shule, shait and double shait (what is it they say about the best laid plans),
hii kaa sio kurogwa sijui ni nini, I started regretting kwanini sikubomoa jana, yaani I had had the bird in my hands and had let it fly, nikikumbuka vile mothers in law hukaa kwa watoto wao nilikua naskia kujipiga ma RKO, tangu nije Mombasa sikua nimekula mswahili mwarabu hawa wa kujichora chora mikono and the day mungu alinipea maana from heaven I had refused to eat, nikivuka Nyali bridge kafikilia kusimamisha gari hapo nipande juu ya hizo rails na nijirushe huko chini kwa maji, at that point I so hated myself. Uzuri nilikua nishachukua digits za my sweet big beautiful lady na ma sexchat ikakua ndo zetu, usiku I begged and begged and begged for nudes na hatimaye nikapata, wa wa wa wa, si hio mzigo ilikua swafi. Too bad akanishow MIL bado ako area. Following morning nikifanya delivery ni MIL alipokea, my crush alikua dukani na tuliact kaa hatujuani.
Ngai! Acha MIL akae, wiki moja, wiki mbili, haki nikaanza kulose hope of ever bomoaring that puthy, two things were about to happen na sijui ngani ingetokea kwanza,
1- Spare zifike niache kazi ya canter
2- Hubby aingie from uarabuni
 

Budspencer

Elder Lister
A few moons ago kuna deree alikwamisha truck Salama on the way down to 001, company policy dictates that truck ikijizima due to your incompetence just pick your belongings from the cabin uingie gizani, gari ya road patrol isikupate hapo and that’s how I found myself in Salama at 1am in the morning with a diagnosis machine coaxing the truck to start, waah! Truck ilitoa error za ajab, code zingine sijawai ona I had to fall bact to the Actros manual, what I found out made my heart sink, Muarabu was gonna blow his top when he heard this and there was bound to be casualties. The Msedes had been taking adulterated fuel for some time na vile air/fuel mixture ilikua wrong ikaanza kuknock, that’s why it had shut down. I cancelled a few errors alafu nikaigurumisha but after three minutes it shut down again (only a trained ear could hear the Knock). Ilibidi niashe kafegi as I made myself comfortable kwa kitanda ili ni contemplate how to pass the news to Muarabu in the morning.
Time: 6:30am
Grrrrrrrr grrrrrrrrrr, grrrrrrrrrr grrrrrrrrr
Me: Hello salaam aleikum
Muarabu: Matako hii uko wapi? (Been with this guy for several years and had never understood why he was always in a foul mood, this prepared me for what was to come)
Me: Bado niko Samburu boss
Muarabu: Hio mkundu yako itafika hapa saa ngapi?
Me: Boss kuna shida
Muarabu: kubabako nugu hii sema haraka, unafikiri ta shinda hapa kiskiza upuzi yako kwa simu
Me: Boss hii gari mpaka ICU (gari ikiknock mpaka ibadilishwe pistons na rings, and in extreme cases sleeves mpaka zikwangurwe pia, yaani gari inafanywa overhaul, in garage lingo ICU)
Muarabu: ……………………………………………………………..silence
Me: Hello, Helloooooo (grenade ilikua imetolewa pin, the chemical reaction was happening inside and hell was about to break loose. Lord have mercy on us)
Me: Hello, Hello Boss waniskila
Muarabu: ………………………………………………………………………………………….. Loud silence (the calm before the storm) I could hear him at the end of the line breathing heavily. I decided to keep quiet
After a minute
Muarabu: Meria unahakika hio gari ni ICU (first time he had called me by name in 8 yrs)
Me: nina uhakika boss, computa haidanganyagi (Msedes kwenda ICUwould take 350 – 400k all because of a stupid driver who had been selling the good fuel we gave him and topping up with I don’t know what, so I understood his pain)
Muarabu: Hio kumanina ya dereva iko wapi? Mwambie nikimshika tamfira mkundu na maskio kisha nimchune ngozi akiwa hai alafu nimrushe kwenya shimo ya siafu (he exploded, I had to remove the phone from my ear coz he was so loud)
Muarabu (cont.): anaharibu gari yangu kwasababu ya pesa nane na mimi nalipa yeye mshahala, mwambie huyo mburukenge asikanyange Mambasa tena, tamkanyanga kaa kombamwiko na matumbo yake niirushe baharini.
Suddenly his phone went dead and I knew he had thrown it against the wall, I pitied wale watu waliokuwa karibu naye. Vile nilikua nishamwambia nikaanza kuorganise vile nitavutwa hadi 001. Gari kaa ime knock hua niya kuvutwa, if you let the engine run you cause more damage. I also switched off my phone.
It took us the whole day to get to Mombasa and by the time we arrived at 8pm he was there at the yard waiting for us, he demanded to see the diagnosis report for himself, yaani alikua hajaamini, all the other guys slowly melted away tukabaki nayeye, kuangalia hio report he hit the dashboard so hard with his podgy hand nikafikiri ameivunja, akauliza kaa nimeona huyo dereva kasema negative, akaingia kwa Prado yake na vile aliitoa kwa yard ungethania ni safari rally.
Following morning very early with my crew of 4 gari ikaingia ICU, tukainua cabin juu na kazi ikaanza, kufungua engine ya gari ndogo hua ni shida na kufungua ya Msedes hua ni shida mara kumi but we had all the tool and by late afternoon the pistons were out, before I put my hand down the sleeve niskie kaa kuna gloves I said a short prayer lakini mungu hakuniskia juu niliskia sleeve iko na mikurukuru nikajua baaas, hadi block lazima ishuke, hii ilimaliza morale ya the already tired crew and we called it a day. I gathered my pistons kafungia kwa store, didn’t want a confrontation with mwarabu as yet.
To cut the long story short by noon the next day block was out and on its way to the engineer na mimi kaelekea dukani kutafuta rings, one thing about hawa reach guys hujui wanalipana lini, hua I just go there with my order and sign once I get the spares and then leave, hio siku I got everything else apart from rings, niliambiwa had to wait for close to a fortnight, kuskia hivo nikajua it will take a month, muarabu kuskia hivo alifytuka tena but nilikua shamzoea. My crew were assigned other duties na mimi kabakia kwa yard nikihang tu bila kazi ya kufanya. Would report everyday and just sit in my Msedes playing games on my phone. Day 3 muarabu put a stop to this when he called me to his office akanirushia funguo za canter ya mikate iliokua imeletwa service kwa yard yetu, akanishow nitakua na hio gari hadi siku ile spare zitaingia. I drove to the bakery on the other side of town and reported to my new station. (kumbe bakery ilikua ni side hustle yake na sio watu wengi walikua wanajua)
Reporting time huko ilikua crazy, 3:30am ndio by 4am umepakia na umeshika routé yako, wueh. Route yangu ilikua ni one leafy suburb and 3 sprawling estates, used to take like 5hrs to make the deliveries. Sasa hii kuamka mapema ndio ilinirusha mashakani.
In the leafy suburb kulikua na mama mmoja mswahili alikua na ka corner shop/duka, nilikua nafika hapo around 5:10am na nilikua nampata inje with her two kids akigojea school bus, she was a giant of a lady, over 6 foot 2, voluptuous, curvy and very beautiful, best of all alikua anatoka na kaseethru night dress that exposed everything, she was also very friendly and talkative, she was the only one on my route who would help me offload the bread and cakes as I didn’t have a turnboy. By day 5 I had created a good rapporteur and was always looking forward to kuosha mecho kaa na meza mate. Hii siku alitoka kaa amefunga lesso hapo juu kwa boobs and it didn’t require a scientist to deduce she was tuputupu.
School bus ilifika akapandisha watoto akaja nyuma ya canter kuchukua box ya cakes na mimi nikabebe crate ya mkate nikamfata kwa duka akaniambia nimsaidie kupastore cakes kwa shelf ya juu (mind you she was taller than me) she was handing me one by one and when I turned round after finishing the task kapata two gigantic boobs blocking my way, mjuluberg ambye alikua ameamka kidogo akasimama at attention in an instant, we stood like that for a moment and unconsciously my hands went round her big body and I pulled her close to me, she bent down and hungrily forced her tongue into my mouth, automatically my right hand went downstairs to search for the honeypot she put her legs apart to give me easy access na kuguza sikuamini mkono wangu, sijawai pata kitu iko wet hivo, the juices were really flowing.
I then put a boob in my mouth na nikafinger giant clit mtu akaanza kumoan polepole, suddenly kakumbuka sikua nimefunga gari yangu na niko area ya Kisauni home to wakali kwanza, I disengaged myself and begged to go lock my truck, reluctantly she let go. The whole episode had taken like a minute
Had difficulty rushing to my canter coz of the hard erection lakini nilipata kila kitu iko shwali, nilifunga mlango ya nyuma na kaingia kwa cabin to reflect on what had just happened, mdogo mdogo the giant Swahili lady came to my window nikafungua mlango, akasema woiyee usiniache hivo, I retorted that na bwanake akitupata kwa duka je si mie nitakua past tense, she went on to tell me hubby ako uarabuni and was expected back like after 40 days hivi, as I squeezed the melons ka mshow nachelewesha delivery na kamuomba baadaye tukutane kwa hoteli akasema hawezi coz mchana ma cousin sister huja kumtembelea, the only time ako nayo ni hii early morning. I took her head in my hands and gave her a long kiss then kamwambia kesho morning tafika mapema ili tupate time, she looked into my eyes and said “promise utakuja mapema” I returned the look, gazed into her begging eyes saw the barren hunger and said “I promise” kweli dryspell hua real
Kagurumisha gari, kaweka gear number 2 kainua clutch nikaondoka thinking of nothing else but that hot body, kwa junction karibu ni cause accident coz nilitokelezea absentmindedly bila kuangalia lakini kwa bahati the driver of the small car acted fast and avoided me by inches, kufika kwa estates ndio nilikumbuka sija deliver kwa duka zingine mbili kwa suburbs. Shait.
What followed was the slowest day of my life, its like it had 72 hrs, haki time ilikua ya drag ile mbaya, nilikua napiga flashback ya the events in the morning ngokia ta ngui, I went about my duties that day mechanically like a robot hadi one of the cashiers noticed na akaniuliza whatsup Meria mbona leo uko na raha ivo? Jokingly I told him “meffi, mind your own business” hio usiku sikulala, was at the bakery by 3 the canter was loaded by 3:30 na nikaingia route, kufika corner shop around 5 kapata my lady ndio anafungua gate wakiwa na watoi ili wagoje school bus, I at once detected something was wrong coz the beautiful body was covered up kabisa, she even had a hijab and ninja covering her face, she did come to the back of the canter to pick her cakes and that’s when she whispered that her MIL yuko area, alikua ameingia usiku na hio asubuhi alikua ameamka na akamsaidia kuprepare watoi waende shule, shait and double shait (what is it they say about the best laid plans),
hii kaa sio kurogwa sijui ni nini, I started regretting kwanini sikubomoa jana, yaani I had had the bird in my hands and had let it fly, nikikumbuka vile mothers in law hukaa kwa watoto wao nilikua naskia kujipiga ma RKO, tangu nije Mombasa sikua nimekula mswahili mwarabu hawa wa kujichora chora mikono and the day mungu alinipea maana from heaven I had refused to eat, nikivuka Nyali bridge kafikilia kusimamisha gari hapo nipande juu ya hizo rails na nijirushe huko chini kwa maji, at that point I so hated myself. Uzuri nilikua nishachukua digits za my sweet big beautiful lady na ma sexchat ikakua ndo zetu, usiku I begged and begged and begged for nudes na hatimaye nikapata, wa wa wa wa, si hio mzigo ilikua swafi. Too bad akanishow MIL bado ako area. Following morning nikifanya delivery ni MIL alipokea, my crush alikua dukani na tuliact kaa hatujuani.
Ngai! Acha MIL akae, wiki moja, wiki mbili, haki nikaanza kulose hope of ever bomoaring that puthy, two things were about to happen na sijui ngani ingetokea kwanza,
1- Spare zifike niache kazi ya canter
2- Hubby aingie from uarabuni
Inbox hio voluptuousness ASAP!
 

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