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Jowaxy:
Oga Gab nawa 4 u o. U just dey do ur long throat with ds ur sweet story sef. I no blame u sha na so nairaland writers dey do buh still on still kudos to u jare e no easy.

Thanks for following brother. You know how it is nah? It has to be good before I post I don't want to fail you all. Once again thanks for following.

Shakyroh320:
for maximum and effective cooperation.

I agree...

(7)
The men sat on the arm chairs in Micheal's porch. With a bottle of vodka, two glassful of it and playing cards on the table.
"So how's work man?"
"Cool... "
"You don't sound convincing..."
"You know how bank job can be nah?"
"No... "
"Very demanding. Man I want to quit and be independent like you."
"Nothing good comes easy... "

Gabriel practically swallowed a glassful of vodka and sputtered: "I guess you can serve me a few tips." "Not for free..." Micheal said and had a sip from his own glass of vodka. "So you mean I should pay to get business advice from you?" Gabriel asked. "Hey Gab, you are the banker here o. I practically need advice from you..." Micheal replied sardonically.

"Ok. Walk me through your journey."
" See I am tired seated here, I can't take another walk."
"Chill man. That small run... You know you need to exercise regularly? Keep fit so your wife won't beat you at your game."
"And this is coming from a fitness expert I presume?"
"Certified..."
"What game if I may ask?"
"Bedroom affairs..."
"Well that's private."
"How's your sex life with your wife?"

Micheal appeared taken aback by Gabriel's question but he took his poise and replied: "How's your sex life with your wife, therapist?" "Great..." Gabriel resonated. "Great too..." Micheal beamed with an exaggerated smile. "Your wife don't look like someone who is having a great sex... " Gabriel said jovially. Micheal looked infuriated by Gabriel's statement but controlled his emotion. "And how do you know that someone is not having great sex by merely looking at them," He asked, literally hiding his angst. "The signs..." Gabriel replied but he is interrupted by an approaching Lira.

"Hope you men are not planning to get wasted before breakfast?" She said.
"Breakfast is ready?"Gabriel asked.
"Yes..." She replied with a waxing smirk on her face and continued: "Your wife is at our dinning room."

Gabriel stood and headed to the dinning room. Micheal followed, practically ignoring Lira...

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The couples said their prayers and had breakfast in mild silence and inconsistent chitchat. Micheal literally masticated the toasted bread prepared by Samantha and couldn't stop thanking her. While Lira consistently stared at him with bewilderment. Gabriel tried not to maintain eye contact with Michael but who he could not stop gawking at was Lira.

judey1992:
abeg let the story continue

Thanks for following brother. I have not forgotten this story. I am working on new updates however I have a new story here on NAIRALAND. Check my signature. Thank you.

Guy easy Nah Are you from Russia? Waiting to read your beef with dayo sha.

(6)
A berserk tricycle hit an inattentive Lira to the ground. The men chased the fleeing tricyclist. Gabriel caught up with him and literally yanked his tricycle haywire. He hurled the apologetic tricyclist out of his tricycle and bashed his face with three unapologetic blows, forcing the man to his knees. Micheal was about feeding his own rage to the tricyclist when Lira shouted:

"Leave him, I am fine..."
"Are you sure?" Samantha who was helping her up asked. Lira gestured in affirmation and Micheal repeated same question.

"I might have sprained my ankle but I am fine... "

The men released the tricyclist and walked to where Lira was. "Are you sure honey..." Micheal asked like it was a trailer that hit her. "I am... We should even apologize to the tricyclist for his damaged side mirror..." Lira said. "He should be glad, he is going home complete," Gabriel vented. "Take water... " Samantha passed a bottle of water to Lira.

"Thanks... " She gulped half the water in the bottle.
"Enter my back, let me carry you home."
"I can walk Micheal... "
"You sprained your ankle remember?"
"Don't be stubborn, let your husband carry you," Samantha intercepted.

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Samantha was preparing breakfast in the kitchen while Lira sat on a stool at a corner in the kitchen. Samantha picked a toaster from the top of the shelf.
"Do you use this at all?"
"No... "
"You don't toast bread for your husband?"
"He has never asked for toasted bread."
"You give him only what he ask?"
"One day I toasted bread for him, he didn't eat..."
"Why?"
"Because he doesn't like it."
"How sure are you?"
"I know my husband. What he likes and dislikes. What he can do and can't do."
"That's impressive..."
"What about you?"
"You cannot know someone to his tail."
"You don't trust your husband?"
"I trust him. I have to. He is my husband and we are going to be parents soon."
"You are pregnant?"

Samantha gestured in affirmation. "Wow, congrats... " Lira said excitedly. "Don't shout... " Samantha whispered.

"He doesn't know?"
"Yes..."
"Why are you keeping it from him?"
"I want to surprise him... "

Jowaxy:
M.O.R.E

Yea. Thanks for following. More updates coming.

Oyindawealth:
Nice story line, waiting 4 more updates

Thanks for your remarks. I feel very inspired by it. More updates coming.

Prince4mic:
cool fvkin story..

keep up..

Wow. Thanks for your remarks. I will keep it coming brother.

Shakyroh320:
just finish it up,but ensure its not long again,or wat do u think ll be the benefit of an unfinished story,kip it coming dear.

Thank you so much. I will halt this for a while. I am actually working on a sequel. I've a new story I am brewing in NAIRALAND literature section titled LETHAL SEDUCTION , check my signature for the link . Thanks for following.

(5)
It was Saturday, the couples hit the road for a hike. Micheal and Lira dressed to match; a navy blue tracksuits. Gabriel and Samantha wore jumpers. Gabriel led the team with a spirit filled motivation with help from a tenacious Samantha.

Micheal appeared like he could fade into the thin air in no time. Lira appeared exhausted but she seemed to be enjoying it. Lira has an incredibly massive hips that could make one lose control.

Gabriel could not help but stare at her behind as she raced past the men to meet up with a pacing Samantha.
"Man your wife is main o... " Gabriel drooled. "Main how?" Micheal asked quizzically. "I mean she is tight... " Gabriel said jokingly.

"You are checking my wife?"
"No... I mean you are lucky."
"Come on, I know what you mean she is a blessing..."
"Where did you meet?"
"Online..."
"Dating app?"
"No. Facebook."
" And you fire the question?"
"I asked her out for lunch. She accepted and we have never looked back... "
" Lucky guy..."

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(4)
Lira and Micheal visited Samantha and Gabriel this time at their place. They had dinner and retired to the living room. Lira wore a flowery patterned skimpy tight gown. Micheal wore a silver Italian suit. They sat close knit with Lira right hand on Micheal's palm. Samantha and Gabriel retired to a more relaxed mood. Samantha wore a crop top and jeans, putting to display her feminine aura. Gabriel wore a black singlet, showing off his tattooed sac muscles.

"Dinner was delicious..." Lira said.
"But not as your cooking..." Samantha replied.
"We ordered it..." Micheal intercepted.
"But why?" Samantha asked quizzically.
"Timing..." Lira spoke with aversion.
"Actually the food got burnt," Micheal spoke with sarcasm in his throat.
The room was silent that moment.
"So what do you two do for fun?" Gabriel broke the silence. "I play lawn tennis, she blogs..." Micheal replied. "What do you too do together for fun?" Samantha asked. "Nothing fun... " Lira retorted. Samantha expressed taken aback by Lira's response. "You must have something you do together for fun..." Lira spoke with her face still covered in bewilderment.

"Lira loves humanity. She is very passionate about life and people. We share that in common, so..." Micheal eased the tension. "I couldn't agree less... " Lira said. "That's sweet..." Samantha spoke with admiration.

"I was thinking we do something fun together tomorrow," Gabriel suggested.

"Like?"

"We go hiking...."

(3)
Lira opened her eyes the following morning to the feeling of angst and headache. The dinner was well spent, her fears of having neighbors from hell dissipated but her fears of losing her sanity in her marriage remained.

She and her husband appeared like the couple of the year in public but she wasn't happy in the marriage. All her efforts to actually make it work proved abortive. The issue seemed minute but is a crucial part of any conjugal union. She had complained but he had on several occasions spurned her agitations.

"It's never satisfying when we do it."
"But I am satisfied..."
"It shouldn't only be about you."
"What do you want from me Lira?"
"Extra effort..."
"I don't need to put effort in sex. If you are not satisfied get a cucumber."
He slammed the door in her face...

Lira sensed her marriage was in a life support system at that moment. He can't satisfy me and he recommended a fruit? But on a second thought maybe she was been selfish. He cannot do more than he can do. She has an extremely high libido and he don't. She has an irate sexual drive and he likes vanilla romance. She couldn't change that about him. He is a man. She is a woman. She is the one that needed to be submissive. She needed to adjust or just use cucumber.

Her marriage wasn't crumbling after all. So a professional help would not be relevant but she however fed her problem to a fuming lion.

"Do you hit the rock when you and your husband do the family thing?"
"What... my husband is a machine, I practically beg him to stop."
"Oh... Strong man."
"And you?"
"Oh... Yes of course. What did you say you came for again?
"Haba Lira, I came to take fashion advice from you nah."
"Ok..."
Lira cell phone beeped...
"Please Samantha let me take this call... "

(2)
Gabriel wore a blue polo shirt, revealing his ripped arm muscles and a gray jeans. He has the demeanor of a macho man and a handsome bearded face. His wife Samantha wore a pink chiffon mini gown, revealing her sexy hairless legs. She is light-skinned and appears like she was imported from Cape-Verde. They sat with their hands interlocked like they were reliving their honeymoon. "How long have you been married?" Lira asked. "Two years..." Samantha replied. "Wow, and it seemed like you just got married," Lira said while she gave a Micheal a brief sinister stare. "And how long have you too been married?" Samantha asked. "Three years... " Lira replied. "Two years, eleven months and seven days," Micheal interrupted Lira.

" He is good at arithematics," Lira said sardonically and raised a small laughter before she sipped wine from her tumbler. Lira cleared her throat and continued: "So where do you work?" Referring to Gabriel. "Ehnnnnn..." He stutters and cleared his throat. "He is a banker," Samantha said. "Yes I'm a banker. I work for Interpol bank," Gabriel said, he sounded unsure of himself. "And you? He continued, referring to Gabriel. "He is a software engineer. He has his own ICT solution company," Lira said even before Micheal could say anything. "That means you fit hack nah," Gabriel said playfully. "Never..." Lira retorted. "I could..." Micheal said. Lira gave Micheal a surprise look.

" So where do you work?" Samantha asked Lira. "I am an inactive lawyer. A fashion blogger and I run an online advertising and consulting firm," Lira spoke with pride. "And you?" Lira continued. "I am into fashion too, I own a boutique ." Samantha said excitedly. "We sure have something in common girl," Lira said with her tumbler raised. The ladies delve into a resolute laughter while the men gawked at them. They could not boast of having anything in common. Gabriel is an absolute macho man whereas Micheal looked undernourished.

(1)
Lira and Micheal invited Gabriel and Samantha for dinner. The couple had just packed in next door to them a week ago. It was all Lira's idea they meet with the couple to officially welcome them to the neighborhood. Lira had exhaustively prepared for the dinner. She was setting up the dinner table when Michael who was already dressed for the occasion entered the dinning room.

"How do I look?" Micheal asked Lira. "Nice... But it's a casual dinner, you don't need to wear a suit," She responded.
"First impression matters dear," Micheal said heartily. "We are not having dinner with the prince and duchess of England Mike. It's just our neighbors and I think they will appreciate if we just be ourselves," Lira cautioned him. "I am myself," Micheal stutters. Lira stared bewilderedly at him and said: "Please go wear something casual Mike..." Micheal was about moving away when the door bell rang. "Oh, I guess they are here..." Micheal said sardonically. "Should I get it?" He continued. Lira reluctantly gestured in affirmation.

Micheal opened the door for them. "Good evening..." the couple echoed. "Evening. Please come in... " Micheal said. Gabriel stretched his right hand to Micheal for a hand shake. Micheal returned the gesture. He ushered them to the dinning room. Lira was already seated. She stood the second the couple walked into the dinning room. "Welcome, please sit..." Lira said. "We are glad you could make It," She continued. "It is our pleasure," Gabriel responded. "You look beautiful Samantha," Lira said. "You don't look bad to me," Samantha retorted. Both ladies busted into an irresolute laughter and the men joined. "So can the dinner begin?" Micheal asked jovially.
Lira gawked at him in disbelief. "I think our guest would prefer dessert first, please serve the wine honey," Lira said in a persuasive tone.

Micheal picked the wine's bottle from the table and uncocked it. The pop sound made the rests shudder. He poured the wine into their tumblers as they toasted to a good beginning...