Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3
My First Love, Episode 3
“I’m not wearing anything. Look at my beautiful shape. Look at my thing. Tell me you don’t like what you are seeing. My body is still fresh the way it was when we were in the university. Please, come to bed and touch me in the right places,” I said to Fred.
We are still in the hotel room. I want to get gboola before going him. My body needs it. If I don’t get it, I might run mad. I know I have captured his heart but he was still behaving as if he was not interested. I know he was just playing hard to get. He will not be able to resist my body. I kept on encouraging him so he can give me what I want. In the end, he caved in. He could not resist me. I know I’m so beautiful and I know Fred still loves me, even so many years after I left him.
Fred stood up and walked to the bed to meet me. As he was coming, he removed his singlet and his boxers. His ‘thing’ is already standing and shaking its head like a lizard. I was so happy to see a real man standing before me. For the past 10 years, I have been managing my husband. His cassava does not stand on its own. If I want Chief Amata to sleep with me, I have to play with his cassava for up to 30 minutes before the thing will rise up. Even when the thing rise up, it will fall again after two minutes. So you can imagine my happiness when I saw Fred climbing the bed to handle me with his strong cassava that can last up to 30 minutes before falling.
“I’m not going to lie. The truth is that I have missed you too. I never forgot about you after you dumped me. No matter how I tried to forget about you, my heart will always remember the wonderful moments we shared when we were students at the university. I was hoping to marry you. It was when you left me that I realised that I was giving myself false hope. I was poor and there is no way a poor man like me can keep a beautiful woman like you. I lost you because of poverty. A rich man stole you from me. But now, I’m happy that the goodness of my cassava is making you to come back to me. I don’t have money but at least, I have a sweet cassava,” Fred said as he climbed the bed.
“Please, come and use the cassava to make me scream and grab the pillow,” I said. In my mind, I think Fred was wasting time. I want him to be doing it already. It is like I have not had a man for the past 10 years.
“I’m so happy that we are being together again. However, you must promise me that this time around, you are going nowhere. You are not going to leave me again. I have always wanted us to come together again. Despite the fact that you were married to that old man, I was still hopeful that one day, you will leave him and come back to me. I was also hoping that when he dies due to old age, you will come back to me. That is even the reason I refused to get married up till today. I’m glad that you have realised your mistake,” Fred said.
Fred touched my lips and my body shivered in happiness. He touched my backside and I felt as if I was catching cold. When he finally started doing the real work with his cassava, I was screaming in joy. I shouted until the hotel security knocked on the door to check if everything was fine with me. I could not contain my joy. It was just like sugar. I even tore the hotel pillow case. When he was done, I felt like a woman again. I reached for my purse and brought out $2,000. I gave it to Fred.
“This money is for you. This one is completely free. I will still pay you $1000 per week. This one is bonus for the job you did this evening,” I said.
“Thank you. I have enjoyed myself. I mean, there is nothing as sweet as sleeping with the woman you love. Since you left me, I have been sleeping with women but I never enjoyed it. Today is special. But remember the promises you made. I’m here to marry you. Make sure you don’t disappoint me this time around,” Fred said.
“I will keep my promise. Let me go back home now before my husband starts suspecting my absence. I have been away from home for more than five hours. I will still come back tomorrow to collect gbola,” I said.
“Are you seriously leaving me here?” Fred asked.
“I have already made it clear that you cannot come home with me at this time until I successfully frame my husband and divorce him. When that is done, you can come home and become my husband. But for now, you will stay here. However, you will see me everyday because I will be coming because of your sweet cassava,” I responded.
“Give me your address. If I don’t see you, I will come home and look for you,” Fred said. I had no option but write my address for him. I left the hotel and drove home in joy.
When I got home, I greeted my husband with respect. He was in the living room reading. He had no idea that I have imported a man from Nigeria to come and replace him. My husband thinks I love him. When I finish with him, he will regret marrying a young woman like me.
I was happy that evening, but something happened around 7pm. After giving my husband his night food and tucking my children into bed, I heard a knock at the door. My husband was in the bathroom taking his bath. I went to open the door. When I opened the door, I saw Fred standing there with his bag.
“You shouldn’t have come here. My husband is around. You want to spoil all our plans,” I said.
“The hotel is too lonely. I want to stay where you are. I don’t care if your husband is around,” Fred said.
Watch out for episode 4
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