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She walked into the house. Everywhere was dark. Nobody had bothered to turn on the lister. Maybe her sister and husband had a fight as usual. But that was not her problem anyways. She had seen her boyfriend with another girl. He didn't know she was going to come that early. She found her way to the stair, looking around to see if she would see any of the helpers.
She slowly made it to her room where she slumped on the bed and did what she had been waiting for. Cry

He walked in right after she did and went upstairs to the mini sitting room. He settled at the bar and continued his drinkfest. He had not seen any girl that he liked at the club. They were either skinny or flat chested. He had decided to come home and drink it off. He took the bottle Micheal had been drinking from the previous day and began to do justice to it.







They had gone on and on, pleasing their flesh in every corner of the flat. Micheal had never felt that way in his entire life. He didn't believe he could stay erected even after cuming twice. Sarah was the bomb. This was the spice he had been looking for his entire life.

She wasn't seeing Micheal. The man in her bed was Kelvin to her. He occupied her heart and everything she did was because she imagined it to be Kelvin. She was in love with this Kelvin guy and she was happy he felt same way for her.

"Baby!" Micheal called out

"Hmmmm."

"Thank you for being with me despite my status. I love you so very much."

She closed her eyes and pretended to have fallen asleep. She couldn't wait for kelvin to finish hatching his plans so they would be together. So she would leave this married cheat who she was sure would be cheating on her if he finds someone more attractive.

He smiled and cuddled her. She had slept. She really deserves to rest because they had both worn themselves out. She was her baby after all and he would make her happiness his first choice.









He stood up and staggered to the hallway, pointing at the two doors, trying to recollect the one that belonged to him. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. Why wasn't he seeing clearly. He opened the door by his right and walked in, bolting it behind him.
She sat up and looked at him. He was so handsome.

"Kelvin, are you okay? Do you need anything?" She asked with concern.

He licked his lips, smacking them lustfully. He loved the sight before him. This one wasn't skinny. Her b••bs were big enough as he could see the pointed tips through the light singlet she was wearing. He began to walk to her

"Kelvin."

"Yea baby."

He shook his head again. Why does she look like somebody he knows? Girls from the bar were supposed to be on mask. But this face, this beautiful face looks so familiar to him.

She felt the wetness between her legs. No, this wasn't going to happen. What would people say? Why was he coming to her with that look.

"Kelvin. What are you doing here?"

"Same thing you're doing here." He said removing his shirt and tie

"Kelvin I'm........"

"What? Don't give me that look baby. I see it in your eyes. You're hot for me just the same way I'm hot for you. You've got the food I eat so shut up and str!p." He said, clutching his tie

"What? Kelvin....."

A slap landed on her face and she fell to the bed. He pulled his belt and held it in his left hand.

"You've got scarves in here right? Get them. Don't complain because when you get a cheque in the morning, you won't mind the bruises, trust me. Two scarves."

"Kelvin stop this nonsense. I......"

He fell on her and she shrieked in pain. He sat on her thigh and lowered his face to meet hers.

"You look like someone I know. That's why I'm being lenient here."

He tore her singlet and fed his eyes with her beautiful mounds.

"Hmmm. They're nice and firm. Just the way I like it."

He lowered his mouth to the left n!pple and sucked, making her release a moan.
He smiled.

"You're naughty after all."

He placed her properly on the bed and tied her hands to the bed post using his tie. He looked at her and hissed, then tore of the gstring she was putting on.

"Silly girl."

He went to her wardrobe and threw them open, he didn't search for long. She was a neat woman, she kept everything arranged and organised.

She watched him. A part of her was scared but the other part was adventurous and hot. She had read about this things online and now, it was happening to her, from the last person she expected it from, despite the fact that he........... .
She watched him approach her with two scarves.

"Spread eagle." He ordered

"Huh? Kelvin please......"

He lashed at her with his belt and she let out a scream.

"You shut up and do as you're told. Spread those legs $lut."

She spread her legs reluctantly while the tears fell from her eyes.

He went to her and buried his face in her glory hole. She was neatly shaved and dripping wet too. He lapped away, savouring her strawberry taste. He let his tongue into her hole and she moaned. He slipped in a finger and she began to gyrate her hip.
He stood up and licked his lips before tying her legs seperately to the sides of the bed.

She was beginning to enjoy this. The place where the belt has landed just on her thigh hurt but his mouth action already made it feel better.
She watched him pull off his trouser and pants. She gasped in shock. This was the biggest she had seen. How many has she seen anyways? She watched as he stroked his meat. She had never seen a d!ck as big as that. But she anticipated it.

He walked to her and began to caress her thighs. He rubbed the spot where he had hit her with his belt.

"I'm sorry for hitting you. You were proving stubborn."

Why was he talking? She was hot and needed this meat in her kitten.

"I'll make the pain go away. I'll fu©k you till you scream down this house with my name."

In as much as she wanted that, she prayed she doesn't. Her sister would hear and this would cause a lot of problems.

He arranged himself and they were in the 69 position.

"My balls baby."

They were huge but she took them into her mouth and he groaned. He began to do justice to her kitten, using his teeth to graze her cl!t gently. He would insert a finger while he sucked on her glory hole. This feeling was heavenly. He never did any of these with her.

He quickly stood up and without warning, rammed his armoured car into her village(lol). She screamed both in pain and ecstacy. He paused for a while before he began his wild journey. He never fu©ks a wh•re with love. But it was clear, she was loving this.

"Oh Kelvin. Yes yes. Yes."
Her moans filled the room, sounding like music in his ear.

"Oh my God I'm cumming."
He pulled out of her and slapped her face. This sent shudders down her spine and she began to shake. He raised his belt and started flogging her but it didn't stop her. She began to squirt, calling the name of the man she loved so much, the man who had hurt her beyond measures.

He loosed her bounds and turned her on all fours, forcing both the tie and scarves into her mouth as a gag tool.
He pushed into her without warning yet again and she moaned into the gag. He smiled.

He began to thrust into her, occasionally sp@nking her cute bu++s. He would pull out and she would turn back to him with apologies in her eyes.
He loved it when they begged him but this woman was different. She broke his rule and so, he would torture her. She came without begging for it. No wh•re breaks his rule.

He would thrust in again, rotate his hips and remain in motion. She couldn't take that so she pulled herself out and made to run to the bathroom but he was faster. He threw her back on the bed and hit her face.

"You're my s|ut and I'll do whatever I want with you."

He opened her legs wide and thrust into her, then raised her legs to his shoulders. He began to grind again and this time, she ground with him, causing him to grunt in pleasure.

"Damn! You're good."

She took that as a good compliment and continued. She looked at his face and saw the gentle man she had known. He was coming back to himself and it was a good sign.
She pushed him off her and when he tried to hit her, she lowered him on the bed and sat on his erect!on.

"Damn." He cursed.

She removed her gag and began to ride him. This was heavenly. She closed her eyes to the world, to the pains all over her body and to the feeling that this was Kelvin she was screwing.
The slapping sounds of their body filled the room and their ecstasies rose to the peak.

"Shit!" Kelvin cursed

"Cum with me Kel. Cum with me and fill me with your seeds."

Both of their moans filled the room. She came first, reducing her tempo. He turned her around again and began to thrust. Five thrusts more and he was cuming, filling her hole his seeds and shaking like someone who had caught a flu.

Just when she thought it was over, she heard the name that left his lips, CLAIRE!

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and I love u too

Morning my people. How was your night? It rained here, making me sleep like a baby. Do have a wonderful day.




He had barely calmed his nerves and returned the glass Sarah used when Micheal came into the office.

"Hey man. You look like hell." Kelvin joked handing him his glass to drink from.

Micheal gulped down the drink and lowered himself on a chair.

"How did it go?"

"Outside the fact that it took too long, I bless God. We got the deal."

"Wow. Congrats man. You should call Claire and inform her." Kelvin said excitedly.

"I'll tell her tomorrow morning when I get home. At least, I've seen a good reason why I slept at the office." Micheal said with a wink.

"Are you being serious here? Why? For who? That fair witch? Come on Mike, this is not you. Where......."

"Kelvin you won't insult me because of Claire. You're forgetting that this is my life."

"The same way you're forgetting that Claire is your wife. A lot of men wish for women like her, yet, you......."

"Tell me you wish to have her. You know what? You can have her. But she won't last with you cause she's boring in bed." Micheal said with a smirk.

Kelvin got up, picked his jacket and walked out of the office. He was done talking sense to this dunce. Maybe when its been acted out, only then will he understand that no woman deserves what he's doing to Claire.
Thank God the white witch was around when he came out. He needed to make her believe him because he was sure Micheal would tell her everything that happened.

"You're going out?" Sarah asked with a smile

"Yes my love. I'm angry right now. I had a fight with your boss."

Sarah quickly started to check his body.

"Did he hurt you?"

"No, but I want you to trust me now. I'll do anything in my power to make you mine okay? Even if it means severing all ties with him."

Sarah smiled. It was clear this guy is mad over her. She too, wanted him because he was single and rich. She needs a man who'll be hers all alone.

"I trust you dear. But let me go with you."

He looked around and no one was close.

"No honey. You need to be with him tonight, let me take time to map out a plan."

Sarah nodded

"Don't forget to call me okay?"

"I will."

He left while she giggled like a child. She's found love.







Claire was satisfied with the job Gertrude and the girls did in her new room. This would be her place of comfort. She sat on the huge bed and looked around. She had promised her husband that she will only use this room the first two months after delivery but here she was. She wasn't even pregnant let alone.

She heaved a sigh and walked to the mini bar and got out a bottle of vodka. Her marriage was barely two years old and they were already having issues. She was successful oh yes but what's money without happiness.

She opened the bottle and sipped the hot liquid, opening her mouth to cool it off. If only her parents were here, they would have an advice or two for her. She sipped the drink again. If only all her friends were close, she would have a shoulder to cry on. She drank again, feeling a tingle in her breast and down region. Alcohol always turned her on, but it still made her go on a far journey, away from the earth. She drank again and belched. She looked around and when she saw an old picture of her and Micheal, the anger in her built up. She drank again. And again. And again, staring at the picture until it began to look double.
But she still drank again, and, more.




Amara had gotten a text from her sister. She won't be coming back to the plaza again. She quickly replied, telling her that she won't be coming home too. Her boyfriend had called her, asking her to come over. She also told her that she trust that Kelvin would not let Micheal misbehave while she was away.
She made sure that the text has been delivered before she relaxed, attending to the rest of the customers with the few employees.







Kelvin got a cab and asked the driver to take him to any cocktail bar around. Micheal was driving him nuts and he needed to restrategise. How can he possibly ask him to have Claire. Didn't he know what he was signing for when he decided to marry a virgin?
He grafted a text and sent to Claire. He would be home late so she shouldn't bother about dinner.

He touched his member. It's been long he strafed a kitten. Chief has kept him busy these past few weeks. He prayed to see a call girl at the bar who ge would fu©k mercilessly. He would transfer his anger and frustration on her kitten. It's been so long

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wow. Congrats dear. She'll grow in the wisdom and knowledge of God. Amen

The meeting was taking longer than he thought. His ere¢tion wasn't helping matters. He needed his special lunch but this meeting won't let him. If not for the zeros involved, he would have called it off and gone to attend to his b°ner.






"You're beautiful you know." Kelvin said, feeling disgusted but not showing it.

Sarah's eyes lit up. How easy it was to get men with her body assets.

"You've got all the modalities I like." He continued.

"Sir, ......."

"Kelvin."

"I'm sorry Kelvin. You shouldn't be saying these things to me."

Oh! Such a drama Queen. He hated her with each passing moment. But he had to do this. For Claire

"Why?"

"Because I belong to your friend."

"Bluff. Come off that honey." He stood up and went to her, placing his palm on her thigh. "That you belong to my friend doesn't mean you can't have me."

"What are you saying sir?"

"Or, am I not up to your standards? I'm a handsome young man and babe, I'm single. Listen, I liked you the moment you walked through this door. You're my dream woman and I......."

"No sir." She stood up.

Wow. She didn't know it would be too easy to step on his brakes. Such a cute man. I'll be the luckiest woman on earth if I claim him as my own.

"I can't do that to Micheal. He's been so good to me and I can't do this to him. I......"

Kelvin held her from behind and kissed her neck. She unknowingly let out a moan which almost made Kelvin push her away. He turned her around and carried her to the table where he sat her down and raised her white singlet, revealing her proud melons. He had to give her the credits. She really had it big and firm.

He lowered his head to the ar°used n!pples and began to suck on them.
She couldn't believe it. It was happening live. He found her charming enough to defile his best friend's office.

"Oh Kelvin." She moaned, going to his belt.

He had to stop this now before she would start wanting more.

"So I heard he'll be with you tonight. I'm jealous." He breathed into her neck.

She was damn ho®ny and this talk wouldn't be happening now.

"We can shift. I can......"

He left her and turned his back on her. His manhood was hard but he had to endure it. He wouldn't want Micheal catching them now. He needed to bore a big hole in this bit©h. He needed to have her at his mercy. He needed to disgrace her and oh yes, he would accomplish all that.

He turned back to her and hugged her.

"I can't let him see us in a compromised position."

"But I want you."

"Not as much as I do baby." He said, holding his hard member for her to see.

Hmmm. She liked what she saw.

"So what do we do now?"

"You'll be patient honey. Let him be with you tonight. We will talk after that."

"Promise?"

"You've got me baby." He brought out his wallet and gave her his card.

"Give me a call okay?"

She nodded and dressed herself before leaving the office.

He heaved a sigh and sat down. He would do this for Claire, for Micheal and for his future.

Happy sunday y'all. How was your night?





"Phil, I'm grateful for everything. I've not laughed this much in ages." Claire said as they drove out of the eatery.

"Anything for you pretty face. I'm driving us to my office now. I......."

"No please, I wanna go home first. I'm having some changes done in the house so I want to see how the girls are doing."

"Alright pretty face. Do I take you to the house?"

"No dear. Just take me back to the plaza so I'll go in my car. Thanks a lot"

"Hmmm. Okay then."

They drove the rest of the way, arguing who would take care of lunch the next day.




"Excuse me sir." Sarah said as kelvin walked past her

"Yes?"

Micheal had gone into a long meeting with his board of directors and so, Kelvin had to go to lunch alone. He came in and now, the white witch has shown her face.

"Do you need anything?" She asked, flashing her 32

"Anything? Like what exactly cause I just came back from having lunch."

"Uhm. I could get you fruits or wine to keep yourself busy before Micheal comes back."

"Hmmm. How long will he stay?"

She looked at her expensive wrist watch, flexing her arm so that Kelvin would see that she had good taste.

"Let's say two to three hours tops."

"Okay. A bottle of wine would do." He said and walked away.

She smiled, going to her table to make a call to the bar. She ordered that champagne be brought to the last floor after which she went to the restroom. As was her tradition, she removed her bra and tied her denim jacket to her waist. She felt bad for wearing a jean today. If only she knew that a cute guy would be coming.


Before she could get to her table, the wine had been delivered. She picked it and went into the office where Kelvin was going through some paperworks.

"It's here sir." She dropped the bottle on the table and went to the mini fridge where she picked two glasses. On a second thought, she returned one.
Things will happen in its own time.

He looked at her. If it was another man, he would be digging her by now but no, he hated bleached skin. She had a big ass, big bosoms but not the natural skin colour to trip him.

"Bring your glass too. Let's keep each other company now that the boss isn't here."

"Okay."

She got out a second glass and poured the wine then sat opposite him, crossing her legs like she had no worries in the world.

"So tell me, how long have you two been sleeping together?"

Wow! So direct. She loved this kinda man. One who went straight to the point.

"Uhm. For some days now."

"Hmmm. And you're satisfied, especially knowing that he's married?"

She smiled. He was unknowingly going to where she wanted him to go. They'll talk. And he'll end up strafing her right here, right now.

"I'm totally not. But what can I do? He's caring and he's been good to me a lot."

"I know. Micheal is a gentleman but ......"

"Don't judge me please. If only I can keep this heart of mine from falling for a married man. I don't like what I'm doing because I wouldn't want another woman stealing my man from me. But please sir, don't judge me." She cried, dropping her glass on the table.

Such a drama Queen. Yuck! Kelvin thought, stifling his laughter.

"No, I'm not judging you my dear........"

"You're not? Oh! Your wife is so lucky to have you. You are kind and you ain't judging me."

"Sarah, I'm nor married. And hey, why should I judge you? If Micheal is happy with you, all I've got to do is support him."

"Thank you sir."

"And please, call me Kelvin."

She smiled, stylishly cupping her bosoms. Kelvin smiled. He had noticed she had removed her bra, he had also seen the way she would rub her hand against her melons. It was clear, she was just made for sex. This got a plan running in his head. He was going to ruin this bitch who wants to ruin Claire and other married men. He would do this, to save the marriage of his best friend.

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Enjoying my self with a chilled ZOBO and CREAM CRACKERS BISCUIT, AUNTY PAMELB ride on, u are too much, pls more update..

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gmec23:
Had to come outta stealth mode... this is a writing masterpiece... bae u are super... onto d matter every one is cursing Michael, yea fine, he is simply very stupid, but from d recent actions of Claire, I think she knows she is also to blame I mean after marriage, she now became a bag of rice( fat & heavy) , less romantic even b4 having a baby. And how could she not know dat those were signs of pregnancy.... keep 'em coming pamel B u re 2 much

she doesn't know because there was no one to teach her those things. And a lady adds weight once she's pregnant because it's natural. Its after delivery that you can now blame a woman for turning into a tanker.
Anyways, welcome on board

"Your office haven't changed much. Just the sofa and centre table." Kelvin said as soon as Micheal came into the office. He had already found a comfortable spot on Michael's executive chair, leaving the owner of the office to sit like a visitor

"Yea. Saw them in a showroom at Abuja, decided to buy them cause that's Claire favourite colour."

"Hnnmmm. Man, speaking of which, where is the lady that got you carried away? That you no ......."

"You bumped into her before you got here. I'm sure you weren't paying attention or I swear to God, you would have taken her on the spot."

"God forbid. You know me now. Any lady I pass without giving a second glance must either not be my type or too fake."


"Man just forget that thing. You'll......"

A knock came on the door and Sarah walked in. She had touched her face, sprayed her cologne and repacked her hair. She was bearing a tray containing beverages and mugs.

"Good morning Sir." She greeted Kelvin, giving Micheal a platonic smile

"Morning. What's that?" Kelvin asked, looking at the girl intently. How could she be wearing such heavy make up in an office environ? She looked like someone who was desperate for marriage and has resorted to make ups for solutions.

"Tea sir. I could make it with warm water or ice, depending on your choice." She said, dropping the tray on the table and standing between the two friends.

"Sarah dear, just serve us iced tea. You know how much I love them."

Sarah smiled and concentrated on mixing the tea, making sure her bosoms were directly stating at Kelvin through the top of her singlet.

"Uhm, Kelvin, meet my baby, Sarah. Honey, that's my best friend Kelvin." Micheal introduced as soon as she was done serving them.

Kelvin, who was already sipping his tea spilled it on himself as he tried to understand what his friend just said.

"Wow. She?"

That was the only words that could come out of his mouth.

"Yea. I knew you'd have that look, told you that you'll be stunned. Look at your face." Micheal said, breaking into a laugh.

"Wow." He looked at her again and felt like hitting his friend in the jaw.
"It's good to finally place a face behind the name
" He added

"Thank you sir. I'll have my leave now." She said, pretending to leave

"Come on baby, is it because my friend is here? Not even a morning kiss?"

Sarah blushed just as much as Kelvin wanted to punch both of them in the face.

"Come here baby."

She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss before catwalking out of the office.

"I told you ........"

"Shut the fu¢k up man. Is that it? Oh! I can't believe this." Kelvin said, hitting his fist on the table.

"What is the problem? Why are you angry all of a sudden?"

"Bro, I'm disappointed. Trust me, I am. Is that who you're cheating Claire with? That fake face, that bleached face? Did you look at her fingers? I'm sure her ¢unt must be bleached too. Fu¢k!" He thundered angrily.

"You're insulting my babe in front of me? You're simply saying all these because you want her. Keep dreaming man."

Kelvin laughed. A mockery laugh.

"You know what? Let's talk about something else. Talking about her makes me wanna go screw a black spotted white pig." He said, laughing Micheal to stupor.






Claire's phone rang out loud, interrupting her meeting with some customers who wanted to order clothes for their new boutique.

"Please excuse me." She said to her customers.
"Hi Phil."

"Hello beautiful one. How're you?"

"I'm fine, just a little busy."

"Where are you?"

"My plaza. Any problems?"

"Not really. Text me the address. I've got something for you."

"Phil come on, tell me already."

"Text me the address."

"Alright. See you soon."

She hung up, quickly grafted a text and sent to him. She returned to her customers who left after they had come to a mutual agreement.
Today can't get any better. Just because she was seen at the plaza, she's been getting calls and visits from prominent personnel, asking to make her their wardrobe manager.
She thanked God for giving her the grace. She would be whoever God has destined her to be and nobody can stop that.

Phil was in the plaza in 45minutes. He asked around and he was directed to Claire's office. He tapped on the door and her sweet voice ushered him in.

"Hi beautiful." He greeted, opening his arms for a hug and Claire fell into them.

"You're here sooner than I expected."

"And you're looking hotter than I imagined."

They both laughed and settled on the long sofa in the office.

"You run this place?"

"Yes my dear. By His grace."

"Wow. It's nice and beautiful."

'Thank you Phil. What do I offer you?"

He looked around and smacked his lips, then he looked at her mischievously.

"How about we go out for lunch? I want to give you a treat. But before then, close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Be a woman and close your eyes little girl."

"I'll spank you Phil. I'm not a little girl."

"Okay. My apologies big lady but please, close your eyes."

"Twenty seconds."

She closed her eyes and Phil dipped his hand into his pocket. He brought out a black bold choker that had her name inscribed in gold in front of it. He had ordered for it after they had met the second time and he saw her obsession for fashion.
It had cost him money but he had enough, more than enough not to allow his grandchildren work.

He wore it around her neck and tied the belts together.

"Do you have a mirror here?" He asked

"Do I open my eyes?"

"Silly girl. Mirror?"

"Its in my second drawer."

He walked to her table and opened the second drawer, picking out the flat mirror, he closed it back and went to her, placing the mirror in front of her.

"Open your eyes." He said emotionally

She slowly opened her eyes and her mouth dropped in awe. Tears came down like a spring water and she found herself in Phil's waiting arm.

Micheal had never bought her anything if not cars and plane tickets. He had never taken her to shop for her clothes or accessories. But he had always hammered to her about looking to impress, yet, he never cared to show her how.
Everything she know, she learnt from social medias and television

Now, someone she barely knew was giving her one of the things she loved most.
Slowly, he was winning her over. Her heart was telling her things but for now, all she wants to do is cry in his arms.

His ever available arms!!!!!!!!!!

Chai.
Una tooooooo much. If I start quoting you all, I won't get the thumb to type again. And we even made it to front page. You guys are one in a million.







Amara walked upstairs to her brother in law. They had to talk. She needed answers and he must provide them. She made the last turn and bumped into Kelvin who was going downstairs.

"Hello. Don't tell me that with this beautiful face, God forgot to make the eyes clear. Where are you rushing up to?"

Amara didn't know if to blush or just answer the question. Her sister's words kept coming to her head. Yes, Kelvin is truly handsome and well to do too. But she has a boyfriend. Her future would be secured with Kelvin but she didn't know him well enough.

"Hello?" Kelvin said, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Uhm .........."

"Don't you think we need to talk? Come. Let's go into town and get to know ourselves better."

"Let me change into something appropriate then. Give me fifteen minutes."

Kelvin smiled. Fifteen minutes.

"Okay then."

They both dispersed. The messenger had forgotten the message of the gods. Who would deliver them now?







The next morning got everyone dressed up and ready to leave the house. Gertrude had announced breakfast and they were soon gathered at the dinning, ready to devour their meals.

As was the tradition in the Njama house, whoever prepared the meal would announce what she made before leaving the table, Gertrude called out the dishes on the table.

"There's plantain porridge with smoked fish, fried plantain and tomato sauce with beef. There's also freshly made mango juice to help your digestion. Enjoy your breakfast please." She concluded and left the dinning area.

Amara served each person according to what they wanted. Claire went for the plantain porridge, savouring the taste of the meal not minding or even noticing the angry stares Micheal threw her way.

"Hmmm. This girls know what they're doing in the kitchen. They're good." Kelvin complimented

"You can say that again. Little wonder their pay is much too. The agency that got them for me are known in this state and beyond." Claire added mouthful.

Micheal, are you enjoying the meal?" Amara asked out of the blues

Micheal looked at her and they both locked stares. He was surprised cause ever since his wife's miscarriage, this was the first time she would talk to him with little emotion and respect

"Yes. Uhm, it's not bad after all." He answered, going back to his plantain and tomato sauce.

"So you see, there's always a first tine Mike." Kelvin added.

They finished their meal in silence and got ready to leave. Micheal would go with Kelvin while Amara and Claire would leave together.

"Bye honey, Gertrude packed your lunch box." Claire said, giving her husband a peck

"Baby, I still don't agree with ....."

"Let's go man. Leave the woman alone. She needs all the rest she can get now. Let's go"

Micheal pecked his wife on the forehead and walked out while Kelvin followed.

"Shall we leave now?" Amara asked.

"Yea. But I'll still have to come back to inspect the girls. The rest of my things are in my room already. I just asked them to clean the room and arrange my things in there."

"But sister, why are you moving out of your matrimonial room? Did you find......."

"The doctor asked me to quit some things for now. I wouldn't want to tempt my husband you know." Claire answered with a smile

She picked up her purse and car key

"Let's go."

Amara sighed and stood up. She can't tell her sister what she found out. It would break her the more
They left the house, with Claire teasing Amara about Kelvin.






"Can't wait to meet this mistress of yours." Kelvin said as they stepped out of the elevator.

"Respect please. Mistress is too raw a word." Micheal replied.

"I wonder what this lady looks like. You're defending her already huh?"

He brushed past Sarah, not knowing she was the one they were talking about. He muttered a sorry without looking back and made his entrance into Micheal's office.
Micheal had seen the way Kelvin had brushed past his hearthrob. He needed to introduce them but before he could finish admiring Sarah, he was already inside his office.

"Who's that?" Sarah asked

"Hey. Not even a good morning huh?"

"I'm sorry love but the way he walked, as if he owned this place."

"Oh! It's in his nature cause he was born with a silver spoon. Anyways, he's my best friend Kelvin. Come with me, I've told him a lot about you and he can't wait to meet you."

"Oh! Okay. Go on ahead. I'll join you two in a minute."

"Alright bae."

He looked around and when he didn't see anyone, he stole a kiss from her and walked to his office.

Oh wow! His best friend is more handsome, and with what he just said, must be more richer. I need to get him to notice me. Is he married? Oh my God. He has to notice me.

She looked herself over. She was clad in a denim jean, white singlet and a denim jacket. She was wearing a blue snicker and light make up. She went to her table, picked her handbag and ran to the restroom.

He just has to notice her!!!!

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Keep the updates flowing dear.

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[quote author=Chumzypinky post=56012327]better be cos i know my husband to be a flirt[/White]and you still married him?

Though the breakfast was late, it was worth it. That was part of the many reasons why Kelvin loved the Njama family. They knew how to get to someone's stomach in a nice way.

They returned to the sitting room and the maids began to clear the table. Amara excused herself and made for her room, boiling with rage. She needs to know this woman who has the mind to come between her sister and the husband.

"So Claire dear, I heard what happened. Please accept my condolence."

This was the opportunity she was waiting for. God isn't a joker. He sure knows how to take sides with the righteous.
She forced a smile and nodded.

"You should be more careful please." Kelvin added

"Thanks Kelvin. I also blame myself for it, so, I've decided to start visiting my plaza, instead of staying at home the ........."

"What! Who will prepare my meals." Micheal asked softly

Your secretary will. That was what she wanted to answer him but she swallowed it. Kelvin looked on.

"I've given Gertrude my recipes. I can't be staying at home all day Mike. It's gonna weigh me down and ......"

"I won't take that. Amara should continue with the plaza. You know I can't eat out."

"You won't be eating out Mike. Gertrude ......"

"I did not marry Gertrude. I eat food prepared by people I love and cherish. You ain't starting work Claire. We'll leave it as it has always been." He said and walked out.

"Man." Kelvin called out

But he was already upstairs. How dare she. He wants her for himself alone. He can't and won't allow other men looking at her. He won't grant that permission.

Kelvin looked at Claire. She was a strong woman and he envied Mike. He was doing his wife hunting now and he hasn't seen anyone that matches his desires, wants or needs

"Do you two have issues?"

"No we don't. We don't."

Kelvin went and sat close to her.

"With what I heard now, you mean to tell me that you spend your entire day in this house?"

"I go to give him lunch. Then during the weekends, I go to the plaza to check my stocks. But I'm not complaining you see because he's my husband. But right now, I'm emotionally down. I can't stay here without doing anything. If he will be spending time at home then I don't have a problem. I need to be busy, to forget the events of this past week."

Kelvin heaved. And Micheal had the guts to say she has changed. Sweet and innocent Claire. Kelvin knew instantly that something was amiss. He would definitely find out.

"I understand Claire. I'll talk to him okay? Don't bother your self. I'll talk to Micheal."

"Thanks." Claire murmured.

"Please, excuse me."

He stood up and walked upstairs. This wasn't the way he had planned to start his short holiday.
He found Micheal in the living room upstairs. He was drinking from a vodka bottle. He walked to the bar and sat opposite his friend

"Man. What's the problem?"

Micheal hissed and took a long sip from the bottle.

"Sarah has changed. Does she expect me to eat another woman's food?"

"Hmnmm. Who's Sarah?" Kelvin asked throwing micheal off guard.

He had mistakenly called Sarah instead of his wife. Now, he just had to deal with it. He looked around, just to be sure nobody was around.

"Man, my secretary is driving me crazy." He said with a grin.

So that was it. He was the defaulter and not Claire after all. A part of him was excited that Claire wasn't the culprit.

"Your secretary? Are you doing your secretary?" Kelvin asked innocently.

"The manchi. Na your lane I dey follow nau."

Kelvin smirked. Micheal started his own game at the wrong time.

"Man, you still remember you're married eh?"

"Leave that thing. You need to see this lady. She's beautiful, she's got height, the curves, the body. And bloody Mary, she's thick."

"Are you okay? You just bluffed to me the other day that Claire was adding flesh and you hate fleshy women. Now, this? Come on man. Is she as beautiful as Claire? The stupid curves, I'm sure hers must be fake. What kinda work will you two be doing in your office? Jeez man. If you wanna cheat, cheat with someone you can strongly compare your wife with."

He took the bottle from Micheal and sipped from it, leaving Micheal in a confused state.

"But you haven't even met her. Why the hate?"

"Because she's your secretary. See man, this kinda ladies, they'll grace your bed as long as you're handsome and rich. You're here, calling your wife by her name but I'm sure she'll be ready to screw the next available guy."

"Sarah won't do that. She's into me."

Kelvin laughed hard, leaving his stool and going over to his friend.

"I'll be here for two weeks. You'll give me the testimony yourself."

I'm game. Anyways, I'll be crashing at her place tomorrow. You're gonna cover up for me here. I need to be screwed outta my senses."

"As long as your d!ck doesn't turn green but seriously man, just tomorrow. Claire doesn't deserve it and so saying, she's resuming work tomorrow."

"No Kelvin. She needs to prepare my meals."

"You're crazy. Then get ready to tell Claire what you'll be doing in your mistress's house tomorrow. We spent years together before you met Claire. You ate whatever Nana and her girls made. You just turned this into a stupid habit. Allow Claire to make friends. Let her associate and get into the world of business. She deserves it for being your wife."

He sipped from the bottle and made to leave.

"I'm going to tell her to prepare for work tomorrow. You need rest cause you're taking me to town by five. I'll be in my room." He concluded and left.

He made up his mind to get to this Sarah, fu¢k her like the wh°re she is and get Micheal to see that women of her calibre don't get committed to their spouses.
Another thing, he had found a wife.

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PamelB, its like i sighted u doing something with my husband, TheBlessedMAN behind the scene. But lemme give u a benefit of doubt.
I wish Kelvin starts screwing Claire already

we were only acting out a script. Lol

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Kai. The vengeful part of me wants Claire nd Kelvin to do the do, Micheal to work in on them...... I want Micheal to be broken. Useless man.

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At exactly 10:42am, Kelvin and Micheal drove into the compound. Micheal had gone to pick him from the airport, his personal reason being to tell Kelvin his own side of the story before Claire tells him he had pushed her. He had told Kelvin that she had fallen from the stair.

Claire was clad in a jean short and white singlet while Amara was dressed in a mini gown. They were doing the remaining dishes when Kelvin and Micheal got to the house.

"And where is my wife?" Kelvin asked loudly the moment he stepped inside the large living room.
Claire came to him, throwing her light weight on him. She had missed him and now he was here, he would distract her from her problems.

"Welcome Kelvin. Look how robust you look." She said, sitting beside him

"Don't forget the handsome face please." Kelvin added and they laughed.

"You're welcome man." Micheal said

"Thank you bro. I've missed you two a whole lot. Don't worry, I know the feeling is mutual."

They laughed again. Amara came out that time, causing Kelvin to pause.

"Wow. Claire, isn't this the small Amy I know?" He asked.

They all laughed except Micheal

"Brother Kelvin I'm not small o. Welcome." Amara said, settling beside Claire

"Thank you my dear. I've missed you all like kilode."

"The feeling is mutual bro."

"I'll show you to your room so you can freshen up and then come down. I know you and your friend have a lot to talk about." Claire said, standing up.

"Of course young lady. And Micheal, hope you've got something that will burn my throat."

"You'll have to see for yourself. For now, just do as the madam of the house has said." Micheal replied.

He shook hands with Kelvin who stood up and followed Claire's trail.






It was past his time and he was yet to show up. She was missing him already. She couldn't get an hour of sleep last night. She picked up her phone. She would call him and know what's delaying him.





Phil sat in his chamber. He was occupied by the thought of this married woman who was driving him nuts. He had cancelled all his appointments for the day. He wasn't himself anymore and to think that she was not happy in the marriage. He would help her, maybe a distraction from her cheating husband but he was going to make her happy. A thought came to him and he smiled. If he won't have her, a cheating husband doesn't deserve her as well.







Micheal's phone rang. It was on the table and Amara was closer to it.

"Pass me the phone please." He said.

Amara picked the phone and gave it to him without looking at the caller ID. She hissed and went to the dinning area to inspect how the girls were handling the fruit. Micheal smiled upon seeing the caller.

"Hello bae." He said into the receiver.

"Hi hun. I've been waiting for you. Hope you're on your way now."

"Hmmm. My baby girl is missing me huh?"

"Yea. Please tell me you're coming." She pleaded.

"No dear. But I'll......."

She hung up. It was clear she was disappointed. Micheal had to call her back. He didn't want to upset his sex goddess. He dialled her number and she picked after the second ring.

"Why didn't you tell me yesterday? I wouldn't have been so......."

"Calm down honey. We both got carried away yesterday. You sent me outta the world, I couldn't think straight hun. I'm sorry."

There was silence at the other end so he continued

"My best friend came to visit me and I can't leave the house the same day he got here. I'll make it up to you okay? I'll see you tomorrow alright?"

"You're spending the night at my place tomorrow. Have a nice day." She concluded and hung up.

How would he pull this stunt. Okay. He was sure Kelvin would cover up for him. He would tell him the truth, besides, both of them are birds of same feather. The only difference was that Kelvin wasn't married. That was a part of Kelvin he had hidden from the world. Micheal smiled, tomorrow night would be great, he thought.

He didn't feel it. He didn't know. The two sisters had heard him. One from the stairs, and the other, from the dinning area. He was the hand that would break the bricks used in building his home. He was yet to understand that.




Claire slowly went upstairs to her matrimonial room. She was surprised that the tears were not falling yet. This was the height of it. She still found it hard to believe that her Micheal was cheating on her with a common secretary. She can't share this room with him anymore. Come tomorrow, she would move her things to her own personal room.
Kelvin's voice interrupted her thought. He was calling her from downstairs. She stood up and went to the dressing table, remade her face and gently walked downstairs. She won't let a cheating husband change her calm nature. It won't stop her from performing all her duties to him as a wife. All, except allowing him between her legs again.

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She was setting the table for dinner when he came in. She was dressed in a basketball singlet and a little short. Her hair was parked in a messy bun. She was the perfect picture of a new wife on honeymoon.

"Good evening baby. Welcome." She greeted with her perfect smile, advertising her dimples and gap teeth.

"Thank you hun. How was your day?" Micheal asked, giving her his briefcase and jacket

"My day was good. When I called nd found out you weren't around, I stopped at the market to do some window shopping. I'll run a bath for you and then you'll come down and have dinner."

"Alright my love."

He tried to kiss her but she turned, making him peck her cheek.

"Naughty boy." She giggled and ran up the stairs. He didn't notice. He didn't see. His wife couldn't look at his face anymore.


Micheal followed his wife in short steps. He was farmished and exhausted. Sarah is really a tigress. The thought of her made him smile and he anticipated their midnight chat when she would fill his gallery with her beautiful body. Why did it take him this long to realise the kind of gem he had as a secretary.



While they ate, Micheal gave more attention to his phone than his wife, a new habit. Claire would look at him and her heart would skip beats. He was doing this right before her, smiling at his phone like a teenager.

"Baby, how was work today? The meeting you mentioned." Claire was forced to ask when she couldn't bear his act anymore.

"What meet......... Oh! It was a huge success." Micheal said, catching himself before he would give his atrocity away.

"I thank God. But you missed lunch."

"It was worth the sacrifice dear. Ehen. You know Kelvin is coming tomorrow."

"Yea. You told me. How long will he be staying?"

"A week or more. It all depends on our hospitality." Micheal chuckled.

"Okay." Claire said, returning to her food.

"Hope you can handle it huh?" He asked, going back to his phone.

"I always do." She murmured








Sarah stretched on her bed uncomfortably. Why would she sleep alone at night when he'll be in the arms of that woman? Why can't he be with her at night when her libido was above normal. She sat up, picked up her ipad and turned it on. While she waited for it to boot, she stepped out of her nightie and laid back, spreading her legs wide and picking the iPad again.
She went to her p°rn collection and clicked on a new video she just downloaded from tastyblacks. A school girl was being molested by her teacher.
She was crazy and she knew it.

The video started and not before long, she found herself stroking her hard cl!t.

"Hmmm" she moaned.

The school girl's scream soon filled the room and she dropped the laptop, closing her eyes and allowing those fake innocent screams take her to cloud 9.

She inserted a finger into her vjay, then another. The slopping sound started as she f!ngered herself like there was no tomorrow. But it didn't help her. She wanted more than her cute fingers could offer.
She stood up and ran-walked to the kitchen where she brought out a d!ck sized cucumber. This would be her Micheal tonight and she knew it was gonna be a night full of fu¢k.






Amara stepped into the kitchen in her nightie. It was 6am and she was surprised that her sister had been able to make baked coconut rice. She was slicing the carrot for the salad.
Claire didn't hear her sister come in. Music from the headset was blasting heavily in her head. She had told everyone the night before that she wouldn't be waking them before their normal time because she wanted to tend to her guest herself. She would make Kelvin comfortable and once he leaves, she would stop using the kitchen and cincentrate on her business.

Amara tickled her sister and she jumped in fright, removing the head set

"Amarachukwu!" Claire screamed with mixed feelings

"Sister good morning. How was your night?" Amara asked, showing little or no remorse over what she did to her sister.

"Don't know you're no longer a kid. Stay there and be pulling stunts I nugo?(have you heard?)

" Sister nau. Do you need my help?"

"Ezigbo mmadu. Wash that beef there. And better behave yourself o. Kelvin is a husband material so don't let him get married to another girl after spending a week here o."

"Sister!" Amara exclaimed and walked out of the kitchen.

"Silly girl." Claire called after her

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"What? Can't I get some peace and quiet? Why are you bugging me? You're stalking me? What is your problem?" Claire screamed

"Woh. Easy please."

"Get out." Claire barked

Phil gave her an unusual stare.

"You've been crying huh? I'm not here to cause a fuse."

She sniffed and the tears ran down.

"Just go okay? I want to be alone now. Please." Claire pleaded.

"I can't leave you like this. I was driving past and I recognised this car as the one I bashed the other day. You can talk to me okay but I can't leave you here, like this."

"But I don't wanna talk. It's my problem. Let me deal with it."

Phil held her shoulder and before she knew it, he pulled her to himself. She felt relaxed, she felt at home as she cried out her frustration.
He led her to his car after making sure she locked up hers and picked her stuff.
He drove her to a hotel where they went up to a room without meeting any receptionist.

Maybe he stayed lived here for now or this was his place of rest, Claire thought.

She sat down on the king sized bed and he pulled a big sofa and sat opposite her.

"So, I'm all ears. Tell me why a pretty lady like you would be crying by the road side. You're beautiful, I can swear that you're rich, so tell me, what's up?"

"I just found out my husband is cheating on me with his secretary." She said without emotions.

He didn't see that coming? Damn it! She was married, but how? He had always dreamt of her as his own the very first day he had met her. Why wasn't she wearing a ring? Jesus Lord.

".........and I've loved him with everything in me." Phil heard her say.

He stood up and started pacing the room. This woman whom he had loved the very moment he set his eyes on her, this woman who was evading his dreams and thoughts. This woman he was willing to care for till his last breadth. She was married. A tear fell from his left eye and he wiped them immediately. He went to her, sat beside her and held her hands

"It's okay, believe me. No woman deserves a cheat for a man. You're a good woman and he just went astray because he ......"

"He would have talked to me. He would have taught me if I wasn't satisfying him enough. He married me all innocent and timid. I would have learnt happily. He was with her all night and when he came back, it was to push me and make me loose my baby." Claire cried.

Now, he felt like hitting this man straight in the balls. He hugged Claire, letting her tears wet his shirt. He would make her happy. He would take care of her with everything he had. He swore.








Micheal got back to the office a satisfied man. To him, this was the peak of his life. He was having so much fun. He had a wife who spent her entire day in the kitchen, cooking for him. Then, he had a girlfriend, who made his satisfaction her topmost priority.

His phone rang and he picked it. Kelvin.

"Hey man." He greeted.

"Mike Mike. How far nau."

"I just dey here. Hope you go still show tomorrow."

"Why not? I'll be there, live."

They both laughed.

"Ask Claire to make a special delicacy for me. I've missed her meals."

"You don't say. Just get your lazy behind down here and watch how my wife will take care of you."

"Ah! I can't wait o."

"Na you go run."

"I fitn't."

They laughed and said their goodbyes. Of course, he was a happy man.







"Phil, thank you very much for today. I ....."

They were back to where she had left her car. He had made her day fulfilled. They had gone from one place to the other; an eatery where they had lunch, the beach, window shopping and he got her a headset when she told him she enjoyed listening to songs.

"You don't mention Claire. What are friends for? I just want you to be happy."

Claire smiled.

"Thanks Phil."

They shared a hug and she got into her car. He watched her drive away, praying in his heart that she'll see through him and know what he truly felt for her.

Claire stepped out of her car and made for the elevator. She was wearing a white chiffon top and a penciled jean. She completed her outfit with a white booty snicker and a silver purse. Her make up was on point as usual. She gently carried the lunch box where she'd parked I'm the coconut rice and grilled chicken she made for lunch.

As was the usual routine, she dialled her husband's number and he didn't pick, only to send her a message when she was almost on his floor.

"Bae, I'm iin a meeting with some potential investors in my office. I'll call you once I'm done."

Claire smiled. Thank goodness she was dressed this way. It would feel nice to let this investors know he has a beautiful lady as a wife incase there are ladies amongst them.

She stepped into the hall and there was nobody on the floor.
"Maybe they're all in the meeting" she thought.

She tapped on the door to her husband's office and after some seconds, she opened the door. There was nobody in the office. She hissed a sigh and dropped the lunch box on the centre table.

Why would he tell her they were in his office? Maybe he had seen her and was playing a prank on her. She brought out her phone to call him but something on the table caught her eye. A bouquet.

Hmmm

So, he's playing a trick on her. He had seen her after all. It reminded her of the day he proposed to her. She'd gotten a call from Kelvin, that Micheal was with another woman. He had given her a room number and the name of a hotel. She had gone there, ready to tear the said lady into shreds only to find herself alone in the room. Petals were used to write the words, "will you marry me" on the bed.

She was about calling Kelvin, to tell him she was I'm the wrong room, only for Micheal to appear from the bathroom, with some of their close friends. She had been so excited that she cried like a baby.

She was sure that's what he's doing now. This was his own way of apologising for the feud between them, then, the package in the lunch box was her own way of showing him how much she appreciated their relationship.

She smiled and walked to the table.

Oh! There's even a card beside it. She opened the card and stared at the letters. This wasn't her writing, and it sure doesnt belong to her husband. The wordings of the card broke her heart and she found herself sitting on the floor, reading the words over and over again






"Yes! Oh yes! Spank that a$$ baby. Fu¢k me harder with your big cock." Sarah screamed.

To Micheal, this was the perfect lunch. He was digging her glory hole from behind, her kitten, milking him with its tightness. This was the third time they were going at it since they got here. He didn't want this to stop.

Sarah pulled him out of her and made him lie down. This was his favourite part, when he gets to watch her melons jiggle in excitement.

She lowered herself to him and he grunted, closing his eyes to enjoy this feeling. She started grinding herself on him, swaying her hips like an Indian dancer

"Yea baby. Hmmm." He moaned shamelessly.

Sarah increased her speed, riding him like a furious cowgirl. She was a p°rnstar, ever ready abd full of experience.

"Uhhh! I'm gonna cum baby."

"Yes. I'm close." Sarah responded, grinding her waist with all fierceness.

Their moans and grunts filled the room after which they fell into each other's arms and forgetting every other thing in the world.






Claire drove for an hour nonstop. She had no destination. She had carried the lunch box, making sure not to leave anything that would give away her visit.
The words on the card kept ringing in her ears, "I can't stop thinking about that night we spent together, loving each other and forgetting the boss/employee relationship. To me, we are more than that and I've missed you since that very night. I'm glad you're resuming today and I promise to utilize every means possible to show you how much I love you."

She parked beside the road and cried. For herself, for her baby and for her marriage. What had she done wrong to deserve this? He had married her a virgin. She doesn't know what it feels to be with another man, yet, he's doing this to her.

She heard a tap on her window and she looked up. She was surprised to see the guy who had bashed her car the day before. She came down fr the car and faced him, excited she just found a victim to pour out her anger and frustration on.

"We meet again." Phil said with his trade mark smile

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Two days after her discharge, she had still not said a word to her husband and it was eating him up. Kelvin had called to inform them of his visit the next day.
Micheal dressed for work while his wife laid on the bed, backing him.

"Honey" he called soothingly.

Claire turned and faced him. He sat on the bed and held her hands

"Please forgive me."

Claire looked at him, bitterness filling her throat while she struggled to be her polite self.

"I should have just told you what delayed me. All this wouldn't have happened. I promise to make things right but please, stop doing this to us. I'm sorry."

Claire stood up and left the room. She went downstairs and made tea for him, placing four slices of bread and the choco pop pack, just the way he liked his tea.
She was about leaving the dinning when he came down.

"Baby?"

"Have breakfast Micheal. You're running late."

Finally, she spoke to him, she even made breakfast for him. He hugged her, said thanks and settled down to eat.
She sat opposite him, looking to find what was wrong with the man she married.

"Thanks honey. I'll leave now."

He pecked her just as Amara walked in all dressed to leave.

"Good morning sis. Good morning Micheal." She greeted, sitting beside her sister

"Morning Amy. How was your night?" Micheal asked but got no response in return. He left the two sisters.

*Amara, that man is my husband I hope you know."

"Yes sister. I also know that he just denied me an opportunity to be an aunt."

Claire smiled.

"More kids are on their way. So please, don't treat Micheal that way again."

Amara rolled her eyes and nodded.

"I'll see you when I come back." Amara said and stood up

"I'm coming to the plaza."

"Eh? Sister its not Friday o."

"I know. I need to change some things that I've not been doing right. So, wait for me."

Amara smiled.

"Alright then. I'll inform the others. See you soon."

"Bye."

Amara left and Claire heaved a sigh.

"Gertrude!" She called out

"Yes madam."

"There are some changes that will be made from today. Tell the girls, you all will start living here from next week. You'll only be allowed leave once in a month. Anybody who's not comfortable with that should leave immediately. Am I communicating?"

The surprised Gertrude replied in the affirmative.

"Go and inform the others and get back to me. I need to make lunch and dinner now cause I'll be visiting my plaza from today."

"Okay madam. I'll inform the others right away."

It was clear. There would be drastic change in the Njama's family. What we are yet to know is if it will be for good or not.





Micheal stepped out of the elevator and heaved a sigh. He was feeling excited and he didn't know why.
Sarah had always sent him text messages since his wife's miscarriage and those messages always warmed his heart.
He walked into the large hall that housed the secretaries and they all greeted him. They also sympathised with him and he replied with his warmest smile.

He got Into his office and the sight before him made him feel special, like a teenager experiencing love for the first time.

On his desk was a huge bouquet and a red card. He touched them lovingly, reading the words on the card.
He had missed her too.

Just when he picked the bouquet, Sarah walked into the office. She was dressed in a lemon gown which didn't hide her hour glass figure. The gown had a zipper from up to bottom in the front.
She locked the door and walked straight to her knight in shining armour.

They kissed passionately, showing each other how much they had missed themselves.

"How're you bae?" He asked, pulling her to himself

"Outside the fact that I missed you, I'm good."

"I missed you too honey. Show me how much."

"Hmmmm. You're sure you wanna know?"

"Of course my Darling. Show me how much you've missed me."

Without another word, she unzipped the gown and Micheal dropped his mouth in awe. She was n@ked under the gown. She had this mischievous smile on her face.


Micheal carried her to the table where he laid her and opened her legs wide. He buried his face in her wet kitten, lapping the juices like it was the last time he was gonna taste them. Sarah's low moans kept ringing in his ears and it got him unbuckling his belts. Just when he was about inserting his huge member, she sat up.

"Top rank hotel, room 312. If you missed me as much as I did, your lunch will be waiting there for you."

"Fu¢k!" Micheal cursed.

"I trust you won't keep your woman waiting my love." She zipped her gown up, gave him a peck and walked out of the office. Her destination was the restroom where she would get herself to reach an orgasm.

Damn! This woman was driving him nuts and as crazy as it was, he was enjoying her craziness.

Come lunch break, he won't miss it for anything in the world.

Doctor James wore a sad smile as he addressed Micheal who was crying uncontrollably in his office.

"She had called me the day before and we had fixed an appointment for today. Tell me, what happened?"

Micheal sobbed loudly, looking at the doctor helplessly.

"I pushed her. I didn't know she was pregnant I swear. We had a misunderstanding and I pushed her. I hate myself. I hate myself."

"Its okay Mike. You should know something. A man should never hit his woman. They're fragile and needs to be handled with caution."

Micheal stood up and cursed loudly. He had messed up big time. No wonder the changes in her. It began to fall into place now. If only he had known.

"Can I see her please?"

"Of course. I'll take you to her."




Claire was sitting on the bed and staring into space. A loud mouth nurse had told her she miscarried her baby. Her own husband had pushed her, he had made her loose the first egg she had hatched.
A stray tear fell from her eye and she wiped it off. She wasn't going to cry, no, she won't. She has to be strong, for her dead child, also, she needed to be strong in order to know what's wrong with her husband.


The doctor came in followed by Micheal.

"How're you Claire?" The doctor asked professionally

"Outside the pain in my lower abdomen and this burning headache, I'm fine."

"The nurse will get you some drugs for the headache. In a day or two, the abdominal pain will stop okay?"

"Thank you doc."

"You're welcome Claire. There are other things I'll love you to know but that'll be later."

"Can I still get pregnant doctor?" Claire asked, expecting the worse

Micheal shook in fright. He was afraid for his wife and his marriage. The answer the doctor would give now would either make or mar their lives.

"Of course. Don't be afraid Claire. You're okay but you still need that appointment with me."

Claire smiled while Micheal heaved a sigh of relied.

"Thank you doc."

"You're most welcomed. I'll leave you two now."

Claire nodded and bent her head. James touched Michael's shoulder before leaving the private room.

Micheal stared at his wife in shame. He had messed up and he had no good reason. Just a night of bliss in Sarah's arms and his family got a big shake, a bad one.
He wanted to speak but Amara rushed into the room immediately. She ran to her sister and they embraced themselves, breaking Claire's resolve not to cry. They both cried in each other's arms while Micheal stood beside the bed, sobbing and pretending to be strong.

"Gertrude called me. Sister call the police. This man doesn't deserve to be with you or any woman."

Claire shook her head and wrapped her sister in her arms.

"Nne, he's sorry." She looked at Micheal, "Right?"

Micheal nodded and thanked God in his heart. At least, his wife has forgiven him.

Amara released herself from her sister's hold and walked to Micheal.

"You pushed your wife because she asked you the perfume you're wearing. You didn't give an answer, instead you pushed your wife, your pregnant wife Micheal."

That was the first time she would be calling him by his name. It surprised Micheal as much as it did Claire.

"Amara I'm sorry. I know nothing I say justifies my action ........."

"Let me get you clothes and things you would need okay? I wasn't there for you sis but I promise, I'll never leave your side again. I'll be right back."

Claire nodded and watched her sister leave. Her sister had grown into a tigress and she didn't even notice.

Husband and wife said nothing to each other. It was the entrance of a nurse that made Micheal leave after watching his wife falling to sleep.

He felt it down there. Someone was giving him head and it felt wonderful. When did Claire become this good?
He gave out a moan and opened his eyes. The environment didn't look like somewhere he knows.
It was when he looked down that he saw the object of his pleasure. SARAH

"Wha..... What in heaven's name are you doing?"

He tried to push her off but he couldn't. His hands have been cuffed over his head while his legs were tied up.

"Let me satisfy you baby." Sarah said mouthful.

He was afraid and very uncomfortable but he was enjoying what she was doing to him. She was in her birthday suit and god damn it, her melons were huge and up for grabs.

"Sto....stop it......sto.... ugghh"

She twirled her tongue round the head of his member and suddenly took his full length deep down her throat. Surprisingly, she didn't gag. Claire would gag and even throw up but this woman was so good.
He closed his eyes and allowed the feeling wash over him. He had always fantasied getting r@ped by a woman and here it was.

Sarah saw the smile on his face and she knew she'd gotten him just where she wanted him.
She got up and without warning, sat on his face. He didn't see that coming but he loved the smell immediately it hit his nostril. She was cleanly shaved and her juices tasted and smelt like strawberry.
He began his job without waiting for further instructions; using his tongue to pleasure her in worldly ways.
She threw her head back and rotated her waist in rhythm to his tongue. It felt good. He was good.

Micheal didn't care now. He was getting his fantasy fulfilled by a lady who was much experienced in the act so all he was allowed to do was enjoy it. He was in cloud nine and the ring on his finger won't stop this feeling now.

She got off without warning and he opened his eyes, silently begging her to come back. She on her part, was close to orgasm but she wanted to cum with his d!ck inside her.
She turned, pretending to change her mind about the whole thing.

"Baby, where are you going?" He asked, surprising the seductress.

"I can't. I mean, we can't do this." She said, picking up her gstring from the floor.

"No babe. You can't do this now. You can't leave me like this. Look how hard I am for you. Come on."

Sarah was surprised. Finally, she won this battle. Oh! He finally belonged to her.

"You're just saying this because you want to satisfy yourself. After that you....."

"Come on, don't talk like that. Come and make this man happy, come on. You're driving me insane. Come screw my brains out." He pleaded

"And after that?"

"Whatever you want, I'll give you. Make me want you Sarah."

She untied the ropes on his leg, then picked a single key from the table and unlocked the cuff. Hr didn't wait for her to finish before he grabbed her, turned her on all fours and without warning, pummeled his huge member into her tight kitten.




He woke up with her in his arms. Memories of last night came rushing to his head. He had taken her twice in the sitting room, then she'd led him to her bedroom where they couldn't have enough of each other. She was so flawless. They had showered together before she served dinner of rice and egg sauce which they ate together.

What had taken him long to see this other side of this angel?

His eyes went to the wall clock and he cursed audibly, waking her up.

"Morning honey" she greeted, rubbing her eyes.

"Morning bae. I've got to run along now. It's past seven." He said, releasing himself from her.

"Gosh! I'll be late for work."

"Just take your time okay. I need to get to Claire. She will be worried. Where's my phone?"

"Calm down. Your stuff must be in the sitting room."

He took fast steps to the sitting room where he quickly put on his suit from the day before. He was putting on his shoes when he saw his phone lying on the floor. He picked it up and it was off. Maybe he had switched it off or the battery went flat

"Are you ready?" Sarah asked innocently.
She was now wearing a short. Her upper body was still on display

"Now, you just want me to eat you up huh? I wish I didn't have to go. You're so delicious."

He gathered her in his arms and pecked her forehead.

"I'm sorry about yesterday at the office. I'll never shout on you again okay?"

"Hmmm"

"I promise. You don't know how special you are to me right now. You fulfilled all my fantasies in one night and ....."

"I know. But right now, just go home to your wife. We'll have enough time to talk about us."

He kissed her and left the apartment. As strange as it was, he didn't feel guilty at all. He got into his car and drove off.





Claire called again, it was switched off. She prayed her husband wasn't in any form of trouble. Gertrude suggested she called the police.

She was about dialling the number when they heard the honk of the car.

"I think oga is back." Gertrude said.

Claire ran to the window just as he drove in. She heaved a sigh of relief and walked to the door to welcome her husband.

Micheal knew his wife would make trouble so he prepared himself for her. He would say nothing and if she pestered him, he would seek for a divorce. She was now boring and thank goodness he's met the lady who marched his desires.

He opened the door and just as he predicted, he saw her right at the door.

"Oh God Micheal, I was so worried. What happened to you?"

She went into his arms in a warm embrace and quickly withdrew.

"Your smell. What cologne are you wearing?" She asked, her smile quickly disappearing.

"Claire please, not now." He walked past her and headed to the stair

"Not now? Anyways, I've been trying your line since 1am. I was so worried." She said, following him eagerly.

"Next time you get delayed, please call home okay? Or tell me, did........"

"I said, not now."

He turned but it has been done. He saw his wife rolling down the stairs while Getrude screamed in shock.
He had pushed his wife down in an attempt to turn and shut her up.
He had pushed her.

What he saw next came as a shock.
Blood!

And only one thing explained it. His wife is pregnant.

Or was!

Claire was putting down the oha soup when her phone rang. She turned off the gas and checked the caller. It was her sister, Amara.

"Madam" Claire called out.

Her younger sister was the boss of the house. Both of them had grown up together, passing through pains and difficulties just to support themselves.
Claire had walked out of a burning house at the age of six, carrying her baby sister who was just nine months old.
Since then, she'd done everything possible to make her sister happy. They had lived in an orphanage somewhere in owerri for twelve years, enduring taunts and punishment in return for quality education.
After her wassce, Claire had gotten a schorlaship to study in UNILAG. Her accommodation and feeding were also taken care of and the wisest thing she thought she ever did was to pick her sister and off they left for Lagos where her new life had began.
She pampered her sister who grew into a beautiful woman, at the same time, arrogant and sassy. But she loved her still and they both understood each other.

"Good evening sis. Hope you're getting better?" Amara asked

"Yes my dear"

"Ehe, sister eh, I won't be coming home today o."

Claire frowned. Her sister was fond of sleeping out of the house and she didn't like it.

"Amarachukwu why didn't you tell me these before you left in the morning? You can't just make decisions whenever you deem fit. You've started keeping bad companies and I don't like it."

Claire was angry but she couldn't shout at her only family.

"Sister nau. I ....."

"Have you called my husband?"

"Sister you know he won't agree. Please tell him for me. I promise to be home first thing tomorrow morning."

"And tell that your boyfriend to do the right thing. If he wants free sex and food he should come and marry you."

"Sister e don do nau. See you tomorrow."

"Bye bye biko. And better come back early o. You know I'll be going to the hospital."

"I know sis."

"Good. Be careful. This is Lagos not Anambra o. And call me as soon as you get to his place."

"Okay, okay. Good night."

Claire ended the call and hissed. Amara is a handful.
She cleared the kitchen and headed to the sitting room. She would wait for her darling to come home.





Sarah was breathing fast. She struggled to breathe.
Micheal was afraid. She never mentioned being asthmatic.
He parked in front of her house and got down, rushing to her side immediately. What would have triggered this attack?

"Where's your inhaler?"

She pointed at the house. Micheal searched in her bag, not seeing her pointing at the house.

"Where is it!" This time, he was almost at the verge of cursing

She pointed again and he lifted her up, grabbing her handbag, locking the doors and carrying her inside the compound.
She was like a helpless child and he felt for her. He had never seen her like that.

He got out her keys from her bag and opened the door. It was his second time here, the first was the day the house was completed. And the second, now.
He placed her on the sofa and before he could say Jack, she was sleeping. She looked disturbed even in her sleep. She never mentioned her illness to him, maybe he had been too strict as a boss.

He settled down beside her and looked around the well furnished room. It was just a while before he closed his eyes and answered the call of nature.





Claire busied herself watching a movie on mnet action. Her husband was taking long to come back and the food she served was getting cold. She would wait for thirty minutes more before she would call him. Maybe he's stuck in traffic or had a little more work to do. She couldn't wait for him to return so they would finish what they had started at the office.
She relaxed on the couch and fixed her eyes on the television only to slowly drift out of consciousness.

Claire saw it. He was following her. Why would someone that cute be blessed with little sense? He was going to hear from her. She drove into a street and parked, and he did the same, parking his car behind hers.

She waited, and this time, he came to her. She got down and faced him, ready to teach him manners.

"What do you want?" She asked

"To repair your car please. Listen, I'm not like that okay. I just got carried away by your personality that I lost my sense of speech. I'm sorry please."

Claire looked at him and gave a sigh.

"It's okay. I'll handle it. You can stop following me now."

"Thank you but ......."

"No buts. Goodbye Mr Phil."

She got in and drove off, not caring if he followed her or not. Her trip to the lingerie shop has been cancelled now so she drove to the mechanic shop where her car would be fixed before taking a taxi home.


She got home and made for the kitchen after freshening up. There was oha soup in the freezer so she would just make the semolina and warm up the soup. Her husband was a good example of a mummy's boy. She wondered how Chief and Kelvin managed to put up with his not eating another woman's food. She dismissed the house helps for the day and started her duty in the kitchen.



Michael took a last glance at his office before picking up his briefcase. He was sure his wife had something brewing for him back home. He left the office only to meet Sarah still working on her desk. It was past closing time and everyone on the floor has left.

"Sarah?" He called softly

She looked up and quickly bent her head.

"What's the problem? Look at me."
He was concerned. She had never been one to shy away from anybody.

Sarah on her path refused to look up, instead, streams of tears started falling from her eyes.

The gentleman dropped his suitcase and went closer to his secretary.

"Sarah, I'm sorry for what happened between us earlier today. I shouldn't have talked to you like that after getting you aroused. I'm sorry."

The secretary was surprised. She least expected this from her boss. She cried out audibly, forcing Michael to reach out to her and envelop her in his arms

"I'm sorry."

He said, stroking her hair and trying to calm her down. He was an emotional man and he hated seeing women cry. That was his breaking point. Sarah had to make use of this opportunity. She held him tight, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Sir......"

"Shhh. Don't do that. Come, let me drop you."

She was staying at the company's apartment. It was a few streets away.

She nodded and he waited for her to clear her table before they headed to his private elevator together.
At the parking lot, he opened the passenger door for her and she got in, while he slipped into the driver's side, started the ignition and drove off.

"You didn't have to put yourself through this stress sir." Sarah began

"What are you saying? I'm making up for my attitude okay?"

"You didn't force me to come to you. I ......."

"Let's not talk about it please. I already feel bad about trying to use you to get over my issues with my wife. But don't worry okay, allow me to make up for my mistakes."

"Are you having issues with madam? She was at the office and ......."

"We made up. Can I stay angry at my woman for long?"

A smile quickly appeared on his face as he remembered their short time at the office. He was sure there was more to come tonight. How did he not notice that his wife was faking her act just to add spice to their married.

He smiled more while Sarah turned her face into a tight frown. She knew he was thinking about his wife, even while she was here.

He drove into her street and she knew her time of bliss was over. She quickly thought of what to do, not wanting to be out of his sight now. She needed to leave something in his mind, something that will make him think of her always.

Creeza:
In no particular or special manner ( the specialness - is that an English word?- is too much individually )

happy Easter to pricelesslove tulz15 pelumee mirob mozb geofavor iykesticks michelle55
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I wish you guys a stress-free Easter and all the excitement that the season has in stock.

SPREAD THE LOVE, DONT JUST let IT END WITH YOU. You are inevitably special to me in all ramifications and I know that someone else is to you.

chai!
Tanx baba mi