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He is not working against Obi, yet he is for APC. This is very contradictory.

I went out again to wash and vacuum my vehicle. All day long I was hoping for my phone to ring, but it never did. Again I went to bed that night longing for Tinu.

The next morning was Sunday and again it was my standing dinner engagement at my in-laws. I dressed and arrived at about noon as usual and went around the rear of the house. I entered through the kitchen door to the familiar sight of my mother-in-law standing at the stove cooking. As soon as the aroma hit me, I knew she was cooking chicken and sausage pepper soup, one of my favorites. I kissed her on the cheek and sat down at the table. We made our usual small talk to pass the time. Then if by after thought she added that Tinu and Jimi were coming over today as well.

I was not sure how to take that news. While it would be great to see Tinu finally, I would have to see her with him. Suddenly I realized that I really disliked Jimi a lot more then I really had the right to. After all, Tinu was his wife and no matter how poorly he treated her, I was still the bad guy here. I was going to have to be very careful how I reacted to both him and Tinu in public from now on. This was not going to be every easy. About twenty minutes passed before I heard them pull into the drive. Here goes I thought, this is going to be awkward.

Jimi walked in first followed by Tinu. Her eyes met mine but she quickly looked away. I could see the panic in her eyes. They both went over to Mummy and kissed her. Jimi came over and shook my hand and gave me his normal, you should be happy to see me face. Tinu followed and leaned over, kissed my cheek and gave me a quick hug. It was extremely unpleasant to say the least. Not the contact, the situation.

They both sat at the table and made small talk. I made a real effort to look at Tinu as little as possible. Jimi was going on and on to my father in law about how he was supposed to be playing golf today. Obviously, two of the four members he normally played with could not make it this morning so it was called off. Soon my mother-in-law was finished and we were moving to the dining room to eat.

“Mike, would you help me bring the food into the dining room?" she asked me.

“Sure, Mom, no problem," I replied.

When everyone had left the kitchen for the other room, she touched me on the arm and looked at me with a very troubled look on her face,

“Are you ok, Mike?" she asked, “You seem very quiet today. In fact you haven’t said a word since Tinu and Jimi arrived.”

“I’m alright Mom," I answered, “There is no problem, ma.”

If you only knew I thought, as she handed me the large pot of pepper soup. I Bimbod the pot to the dining room table, returned to help her with the bread and drinks. My in laws took their usual seats at both ends of the table. Jimi and Tinu sat at the two chairs across from me. I took a chair across from them and made sure I was directly across from Tinu. I sat down and began to eat. As was usual when Jimi was around, he was the center of the conversation. I only joined in when I was asked a direct question. I replied as quickly and briefly as I could and would return to my meal.

I noticed that Tinu was extremely quiet as well in spite of her Dad’s best attempts to get her in the conversation. I looked up a few times and caught Tinu glancing over at me. I would quickly look away as to not let everyone know with my eyes, what was Obviously written all over my face. I had fell head over heels in love with my wife’s younger sister. Soon it was time to head home and I said my quick goodbyes and made for my car.

On the drive back I began wondering how long this charade would play out. The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced that there was no way we could effectively have an affair and keep it quiet. And to be honest, I realized that I wanted much more than an affair. The more thought I gave this situation the more I realized it just could not continue. By the time I arrived home, I made a decision not to pursue Tinu any longer.

The next two to three weeks passed and I made no attempt to contact Tinu and she made no attempt to contact me. I figured by that time, she pretty much felt the same as I did. As good as it was, it was just not something that could continue.

It was the beginning of December and Christmas was almost here. I really had grown to hate holidays these past few years. Everyone was always so happy and surrounded by family. With Deola gone and no children, Christmas was just depressing as hell for me. The extent of my Christmas shopping was a present for mother and father in law and one for Tinu and Jimi.

My relatives were far away. My only sibling had traveled abroad. As my parents were both deceased, I was practically all alone. I always waited till the last minute to shop and this year was probably going to be the same. About a week before Christmas I got the usual call from my in-laws inviting me for Christmas Dinner. I told them that I might not be able to make it this year, I may have other plans. In fact I had no plans, but the thought of spending hours that close to Tinu again was something I did not think I could handle. It was better to stay home and have a quiet day.

She smiled and waved at me and walked out of the room. A few seconds later I heard the front door open and close.


Tinu texted me later that night that Jimi was watching her every move so a phone call was out of the question. She had to go to the bathroom just to message me. I decided not to reply in case he would be close. Although, it was not unusual for me to talk to Tinu, I just though any increase in our normal pattern might be bad for her. Less is better, especially now.

I went to work the next morning and was soon deep in paper work. About 10 o’clock that morning Tinu called. She had been at work only a few minutes that morning. She told me that Jimi was being particularly interested in her every move. She told me that she woke in the middle of the night and saw him checking her phone. Thankfully she had deleted the message to me and I had not sent a reply. I told her maybe we should hold off on any more contact for a while and let things go back to normal. She agreed that might be the right thing to do at this time. We said our goodbyes and hung up.


The week trudged on and I could not believe how bad I missed Tinu. It was not just the sex, it was the companionship. I had been alone for so long but never realized just how lonely I was. I think no matter what situation you find yourself in, you begin to adapt. I was looking forward to the weekend thinking that maybe I would get to see Tinu again.

Soon it was Friday evening and I was on the way home. As was my normal ritual, I stopped and picked up dinner on the way. I passed Tinu’s but saw no car in the drive so I continued home. Several times that night, I thought about calling but decided against it. I just sat there half watching TV constantly checking my cell phone. Soon I decided to just go to bed early and put myself out of my misery.

The next morning I got up about seven o’clock grabbed a bite to eat and went out. I went to the grocery and drug stores, returned home and put up the groceries. I went out again to wash and vacuum my vehicle. All day long I was hoping for my phone to ring, but it never did. Again I went to bed that night longing for Tinu.

saucygal193:
Nice work.

Thanks

There is no doubt that Obi has the capacity to deliver all these.

This is serious. Lord have mercy.

Obi should not worry. No weapon fashioned against him shall prosper.

Terrible news.

Nonsense. The world is always against women.

Cool.

Nice one.

Life is an endless struggle.

Is it Sowore that owns an on-line news platform operating from U.S.A that is not a capitalist? Tell me, who among the Presidential aspirant is not a capitalist?

Some people are ready to chase clout at every given opportunity.

Keep striving on. It is not too late to settle down.

They should call of the strike.

The time for change is now. PO for president.

FairCritic:
Nice update.

. Thanks.

Tinu was doing. He received no answer at home so he called her cell. She told him she was shopping but would be home soon. They talked for a few seconds more then she hung up.

“I have to get dressed and go home, "she said, with a most disappointing look on her face.

“I know, "I replied, “I’m sorry I fell asleep.”

“It’s ok, I just have to get home before he gets there, "

She got up and put her panties on and went to the bathroom vanity. She stood in front the mirror and began to clean herself up. I watched her and could not help but feel wonderful and awful all at the same time. She was absolutely breath taking.

I think I had never really looked at Tinu as a woman before, only as a sister. But here in the bathroom light, I really saw her for the first time. She was about 5’5” tall and weighed maybe 120 lbs. She had a tiny waist and full firm thighs. I am awful at breast size, but she was just right for her height. Then it dawned on me that we had been together twice and she had never removed her shirt.

“I will call you later," she told me as she walked toward me.

She stooped over and kissed me. Not just a quick peck but a long lingering, deep kiss. Her tongue slid between my lips and quickly found mine. I reached up and pulled her close, returning the passion. Soon I felt myself stirring again. She broke the kiss and pulled away slowly.

“We keep this up and I will be undressing again, " she whispered to me.

“That would be a good thing," I replied.

She smiled and waved at me and walked out of the room. A few seconds later I heard the front door open and close.

Wike should support Peter Obi.

Good job from Amotekun.