A Strange Love


Kweensheba


(C) 2023

Cover picture: courtesy Pixel


After losing his wife during child birth, Mike never remained the same. It took him time to get over it and to fall in love again. His action was a misfit as the strange love he had was what the conservative society disapproves.

Caution: This story contains graphic sexual details.




Chapter One

I was a workaholic. At twenty-six, I threw myself into work and barely had time for social activities. Some of my friends were starting serious relationship, but I wasn't ready. I taught at a modest private secondary school as English language and Literature teacher. With what I saved, I started a coaching center. Again, I stepped up the ladder by starting a junior secondary school in a rented apartment. It was a very competitive market but I was ready to brave the odds.

I met Deola when I was thirty. She was twenty-six and I felt she had what I desired in a woman as a life partner. We started courtship and two years later got married. With Deola, I discovered what true love. She was not only loving, she was also supportive. Our sexual life was also vibrant and great. In no time, she got pregnant. I was excited and looked forward to becoming a father. Within me, I promised to be a perfect husband and a wonderful father. On the day of delivery, I took her to a good private hospital around where we lived at Ota.

We had bought many things that the baby would need and I earnestly looked forward to being a father. It was with utmost shock when the doctor said she died right in the delivery room. Not only that, the baby too was still born. It was as if the end of the world had come for me. I was in shock and great sadness.

I withdrew to my shell. If not for my school and passion of teaching, I could suffered more. It was my passion for work that kept me going. I rededicated my service to the work and moved on. It was now about two years since Deola had passed away. I had to chart a new life, didn't I? Strangely, I was yet to find any lady good enough to replace her. Worse still, I was not in a hurry to do so.
My beautiful sister-in-law, Tinu, was twenty-four and from what I could see, was engaged. She called me one evening as I realaxed in the sitting room of my two-bedroom apartment. Tinu was the only sibling that Deola had. Deola had explained that the reason for the gap of many years between herself and her sister was the long delay in conception their mother experienced. Despite the age gap, I could see a good bond between them when Deola was alive.

"Hello, Uncle Mike," Tinu began. She has always refrerred to me as 'Uncle Mike's. "So, how are we preparing for your fortieth birthday?"

I grunted. It was true that in some days' time, I would clock thirty-five. I was pleasantly surprised that Tinu would even remember that!

“Nothing” I told her as I grinned to myself.

“So? What are you saying?”

I smiled. “It’s either you stick to your wife or you get another girl.”

“I can’t believe you. I can’t believe you’re dumping me for another guy.”

See who was talking. He was supposed to be married and be faithful to his wife, wasn’t he? But I was expecting him to say this. “The other guy will most likely marry me. You will not!”

That seemed to get him. He still looked like he had heard a very sad news.

“Maybe we can meet in my place,” he offered. “Or hotel, or any other place you choose.”

I shook my head. I didn’t really like double dating and I would not do it for him. Besides, I didn’t want him to spoil my ‘prospects’ with Richard.At the close of work, I followed the staff bus, as usual. The traffic was heavy. I alighted from the bus at Anthony Bus Stop, took the pedestrian bridge to cross the expressway. At the Anthony end of the Town Planning Way, I took a bike to my street.

At the gate of the house, I met a young lady with a small traveling bag waiting.

“Good evening, ma’am,” she greeted.

I paid the bike man off. “Good evening. You’re looking for somebody?”

“I live here with my mum. I study at Uniben and just arrived Lagos, but mum is not yet at home. I knocked the gate, but no one seems around.”

“I’m the new tenant,” I announced and brought my keys out.

From a hole, I put my two hands to unlock the gate from inside.

“You can come and wait in my flat while you wait for her,” I offered.

“Oh, thanks, aunty.”

I opened my apartment. “What’s your name?”

“Omon.”“Have your seat.”

“Thanks, ma’am.”

I went to my bedroom to change from the office wear to casuals. I was soon back in the sitting-room.

“If you want water, there some in the fridge in the kitchen.”

“I’m okay, ma’am.”

I suddenly caught something in her eyes. The way she ogled my body sent instant messages to me. All the same, I decided to play it cool. I switched on the television and sat opposite her.

“You said you’re undergraduate. What course are you studying?”

“Sociology.”

I nodded. “That’s good. Are you on break or something?”

“Yes. For two weeks.”

I nodded again and stood up. It was time I started cooking. In the kitchen, I called Richard.

“Hello, darling.”

“Oh, honey,” he gushed. "I was about to call you. The workload is much and I may come home late.”

“Oh, oh. I hope no too late.”

He laughed shortly across the line. “I hope so too. Don’t worry, anytime you see me, I will definitely make up for the lost time.”

I smiled. “Okay, dear.”

“See you.”

“Okay.”I didn’t need to eat much. I was a lighter eater anyway, so Quaker oat mixed with milk and sugar would be okay. I remembered I had a guest in the house.

“Omon,” I called. “Will you like to take some oat?”

There was a slight pause. “Okay, okay, ma’am.”

I remained in the kitchen to make the meal. Few minutes later, it was ready.“Omon, come and take the food.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She came to the kitchen and I pointed at the tray. She took it and we moved to the dinning- table.

“When is your mum coming back home?” I asked.

“She said soon.”

Across the dining table, I studied her features. She could be more that twenty-two. Her pretty face was attractive, and so was her figure. As I bisexual, I had no problem easily falling in love with a sexy, young lady. Again, I caught the look I had earlier seen in her eyes. We took our meal.

“Your boyfriend must be proud of you,” I suddenly said.She seemed to be surprised by my question.

After a couple of seconds, she replied, “I don’t have a boyfriend.”It was my turn to look surprised.

“A pretty girl like you? Why?”

She smiled ruefully and shrugged. “I don’t like boyfriend.”

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The Lost Innocence




Kween Sheba



© 2023


Growing up was never a rosy thing for Rita. To make things worse, she was sexually violated by a supposed 'Uncle.'

Now defiant, she decided she just had to succeed by all means in a society that didn't care about her existence.




The Lost Innocence: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/the-lost-innocence/53185

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The Lost Innocence




Kween Sheba



© 2023


Growing up was never a rosy thing for Rita. To make things worse, she was sexually violated by a supposed 'Uncle.'

Now defiant, she decided she just had to succeed by all means in a society that didn't care about her existence.




The Lost Innocence: https://store.okadabooks.com/book/about/the-lost-innocence/53185

Richard here is going to love you the way no man has ever loved you before.Are you sure?Yes, honey. Im so damned sure.He pressed harder against my butt. I closed my eyes and allowed him to have his way. His fingers rubbed on my nipples. It was my turn to let out a soft moan.

He kept handling the tits. He kissed the back of my neck and I felt wetness in my vagina. After a while he stopped and brought another condom. He slipped out of his boxer and wore the thing on his penis. Then, he spread me legs. Holding me by the waist against the kitchen table, he inserted his penis inside my organ from behind. It went in slowly and gently, almost cautiously.

He held my waist tight as he started the thrusting. I placed my two hands on the table while he jerked inside my pussy. My partner and I made some moaning. Now, Richard did it slower and better than the first time. He also lasted much longer. I would give him a pass mark. He handled me more like the way you would handle a lady you really cared for.

"I love love you, baby," he muttered as he did his slow, steady thrust.

I was tempted to believe him, but then, some men say things they dont mean when they are on lust speed. I would take this as one of such moment.After several minutes, he climaxed. Even as he reached his peak, he still held me tenderly, breathing heavily down on my neck.

After he had regained his breath, he picked his boxer from the floor.Ill go the bathroom, he said.I nodded and retied the towel I had used.I did not go to church again that morning. Richard took me to his flat where I spent the rest of the day. For lunch, he took to the eatery he took me to on Saturday, while I told him I would prepare dinner. I learnt more about him and his family. Now, I was convinced he was the perfect man for me.

I slept in his flat that Sunday evening. Before we slept, we made another passionate love together. The sex was hot, sizzling and I prayed it would ever be like that. On Monday morning, we woke up early to dress up for our respective places of work. He worked at the head office of the micro finance bank in Ikeja, while I worked at Lekki. We bade each other bye.

Before eight a.m., I was at my desk in the office.Hey beauty, how was your weekend? Preye asked. Fine. How was your trip to Port Harcourt?Fine, but I miss you.I smiled. Did I miss him? When I remembered Richard, my mind said capital NO.

"You even look more beautiful than ever, he commented.Ah, thats the work of God.Sorry, I didnt remember to ask, how was your new apartment? You have moved there, havent you?"

I nodded. "I've moved. The place is fine, thank you."

Of course the place was fine. Above all, I had just got myself a new boyfriend there. But I would not tell Preye that. Not right away. I finally had to imply that when he said he would like to visit me in my new apartment.Im sorry, Preye. You have to hold on for now."

He looked astounded.

"What! Why?Ive just got a boyfriend, and he lives next door".

He still looked confused. So? What are you saying?

I smiled. "Its either you stick to your wife or you get another girl."

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