My First Love - S01 E06

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My First Love - S01 E06

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My First Love, Episode 6

“I just came here to inform you that I want to sleep with you. I didn’t come to make trouble. When you finish sleeping with your husband, come to the guest room so that I will give you my strong cassava,” Fred said when I opened the door. He spoke in a very low tone. He was whispering his words into my left ear.

“You should have sent me a message on WhatsApp. Do you want my husband to send me from America to Nigeria? You should not have come to my matrimonial room. But I have heard what you said. Just go back to the guest room and never come back,” I responded. I was so angry, but I was also powerless. I had quickly closed the door behind me and we were standing at one corner of the veranda.

“You are already an American citizen, so there is no way for your husband to send you back home. But please, finish quickly with him and come. I’m waiting for you. My cassava is already up and it is shaking its head like a lizard.

“Please, go, I will join you soon,” I said with anger. I was happy as Fred left the place. I went back to be with my husband who was almost asleep. He had waited for me for only a few minutes. When I climbed the bed and touched his thing, I realised that it has already fallen flat like a deflected tyre. Now, I have to play with it again for it to rise up. This thing is so discouraging but I don’t have an option but to try to make the old man happy in bed so that I will get American dollars.

“Who was knocking at the door?” My husband asks. I quickly manufactured a lie to cover up my tracks. I know exactly what to tell the old man and he would believe me.

“It was my son. He said he was hungry. You know he didn’t eat before going to bed, so hunger woke him up. But I have given him food. Now, let me concentrate on making you happy. Just relax, I will do the thing myself. Today, I want to be on top,” I said. My husband was very happy when I said I wanted to be on top. After all, he does not have strength to be on top.

When I finally woke up the sleeping cassava, I climbed up and did the thing. He lasted only 10 seconds and he immediately slept off when I finished.

“Rich men don’t last long during love making. But if it is a poor man now, he will stay on top of me for 10 hours. Let me go and meet Fred to give it to me. Fred is poor, but he has strength. What he lacks in finance, he makes up with his cassava,” I said in my heart as I stood up from the bed and quietly left the room. My husband was deeply asleep. When he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will start saying he did wonders in bed. I usually laugh at such comments. If only he knows that I’m now collecting gbola from another man.

Well, I went upstairs to meet Fred. To my surprise, Fred was not sleeping. He was wide awake and he was not wearing anything. His cassava was standing like pole. I admired the cassava. I quickly went and sat on it. I know cheating on my husband is a bad thing, but I can’t help myself. If you were in my shoes, you cannot see this kind of healthy cassava and fail to eat it. I really enjoyed myself that night.

“You said you will divorce your husband and marry me but you are delaying too much,” Fred said when we were done.

“But you just arrived the United States of America less than one day ago. I will do what I said. Just relax. You have come here to enjoy, so keep on enjoying. Your job is to make me happy. Once you do that, you will get everything you want. I promise,” I said to Fred.

“Am I not doing well? Even this night, I have made you happy,” Fred said. He is right. He made me happy after my husband failed to do it. I promised him that the next day, I will implicate my husband and call the American police to arrest him.

I left the room quietly and slipped back into my husband’s bed. He had no idea what I’m planning against him.

In the morning, I went my room to make up my face. I used red makeup to paint my face to make it look as if someone beat me up. My face was not looking convincing enough, so I decided to give myself some sllaps. My two cheeks turned red. I looked into the mirror and saw that I really looked as if a man just beat me.

“Now is the time to implicate my husband. I will call the American police and frame him. I will tell them that my husband just beat me,” I said in my heart.

The time was 8:00am. I picked up my phone and called the police.

“Hello, please, come to my house and help me. My husband just beat me up. I’m suffering. Please, come and rescue me,” I said.

Police don’t used to waste time in America. Within a few minutes, a police van arrived the house. I was still in my room when the police entered the living room where my husband was sitting and watching the morning news on CNN. My husband was shocked to see the police in his house.

“Your wife called us. She said you beat her up,” the police said. My husband tried to argue, but I rushed out from my room and started crying.

“He beats me everyday. I have been hiding the truth and protecting him, but today, I decided to report him because I could not take it anymore,” I said with tears in my eyes. When the police men looked at my face which was reddish, they quickly arrested my husband and took him away.

“This is just the beginning. I will frame you and throw you to jail, then divorce you and take your money. I will then use your man to marry Fred, who is a young man and who can give me what I want in bed,” I said in my heart as the police dragged my husband away.

Watch out for episode 7