I FELL IN LOVE WITH A SINGLE MARRIED MAN 3

As I lay down on that mat with my legs flung apart like a pregnant woman in labor, I thought of all the 5 years I had spent with Bash and how Umma would ensure that I am the patient dog who eats the fattest and juicest bone. Umma caressed my Vagina with various kinds of KayanMata and I felt my body drift into a sleep…

I was jolted back to my sexual frustration by the buzzing from my phone, I checked and it was Ola, I was about calling him back when I saw his text message “I guess you’re asleep, check your bank alerts, sent a little something for your Facility Service bill”.

I hurriedly checked my account balance and untrue to his words, it was not a “small something”. Ola had sent me half a million naira and I was too shocked for words— I dialed his number, but he was already fast asleep.

I woke up the next morning to a nagging headache and a knock on my door. Ola stood by the door with breakfast and flowers, I could not help myself, I leaped into his arms. Ola kissed my morning breath, he didn’t care, i was going crazy with passion as we haphazardly dropped the breakfast and flowers on the floor and we went wild with passion.

My night gown was ripped off my body and I clutched his head tightly as I wrapped my legs around him, calling out his name. I hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt as I kissed him like my life depended on it, a loud knock on my door and my landlady’s voice shattered my life, she was talking loudly and knocking and I felt like dying.

I ran to the door like an angry bull, half naked and burning with rage as Ola dressed up—my landlady stood at my door, arms akimbo and reminded me of a general meeting as she peered at my rough hair and half naked body. She tried peeping into my room as I banged the door on her face.

My phone kept ringing as I walked back to Ola with tears snaking from my eyes. The caller was from my work and a text message that read “ your attention is needed right now, the client wants a meeting on his account”.

I ran to the bathroom, dressed up and Ola drove me to work—I walked into the meeting already late.

Maybe it was the frustration of my single life, or the fact that I have been denied sweet love making for the second time, but I created a scene at the meeting…

What do you think I did?

If you were in my shoes, how would you feel?

…To be continued

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