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| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Adeola25(f): 8:22pm On Nov 10, 2024 |
A new maid, a new beginning. Thanks for the update. More please |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 6:22am On Nov 21, 2024*. Modified: 6:52am On Nov 21, 2024 |
CHAPTER 12 Mmesoma was in awe when she arrived at her new employer’s home. It was a three bedroom duplex, beautifully furnished and equipped with the latest electronics and gadgets. She could tell she was going to have a swell time. She suffered in the hands of her former employer. But God was rewarding her with a better one. The children, a set of twin boys and a pretty baby girl, hovered around her at first sight. She liked them immediately. She never had problems taking care of children. They always seemed to like her and do her every bidding. “What’s your name?” the twins seemed eager to know her. She smiled at them, “I am Mmesoma Obi, what are your names?” “I am Chinonso Briggs, you can call me Nonso,” the twin with a dark brown birth mark on his right ear said confidently. Mmesoma nodded in affirmation. “Pleased to meet you, Nonso.” The boy grinned from ear to ear. “Mine is Chidozie Briggs, everyone calls me Dozie,” the other twin said. She turned to him, noting how difficult it was to tell him apart from his brother. But the fact that he was the only one with a cropped curly hair, she would be able to tell them apart. “You both have good names. What’s your sister’s name?” her gaze drifted to the pretty fair baby girl. “Adanne!” the boys choroused. At the sound of her name, the girl looked in their direction, then she twirl and started to laugh. Lianater returned to the sitting room. She noticed the way the new maid was talking to the children. They seemed to like her. “Once you have met my husband, you can freshen up in your room, change and join us for dinner.” Mmesoma adjusted when she heard the woman’s voice. She didn’t know when she re-entered the room. “Thank you, ma.” From the corner of her left eye, she sighted someone walking down the stairway. “You must be Mmesoma,” his baritone voice filled the room. Her shy gaze scanned him from hair to toes. She noted his cropped curly hair, just like one of the twins. “Yes, I am, sir.” “Welcome to our humble home,” he came to stand beside his wife. “Thank you, sir,” she lowered her eyes and stared at her sandals. She should have guessed that the man would turn out to be an handsome person. The children were easy on the eyes. And Lianater was a pretty woman. “Do you believe in God?” The girl nodded and added without raising her head, “Yes, sir. I am a born again Christian.” The couple exchanged glances. “You can go to your room now. Dinner will be ready in the next thirty minutes,” Lianater leaned against her husband. “Okay, ma,” Mmesoma picked up her luggage. “Come with us, we know your room,” the twins leaped towards the exit. The girl chuckled and followed them. Lianater looked at her husband. “What do you think?” He shrugged. “Time will tell.” She bit at her lower lip. “True. I hope she is as hardworking as Amina.” “What’s for dinner? I am farmished.” A mischievous grin enveloped her face. “Guess…” Ike groaned. “I am too hungry to take a guess ma’am.” Lianater pulled him by the hand, “I cooked one of your favourite meals.” “Really?” his mouth began to water. “Yep. I took my time to prepare oha soup with goat meat and I made some garri too. It has a lot of starch in it. You will enjoy it.” He placed one hand on his head. “Hey, my tummy is rumbling already.” She laughed. “I can hear the volcanic eruptions.” He laughed too when his tummy made more sounds. xxxxxx Mmesoma lay on her bed, her phone was firmly placed on one ear. “Mama, I am so lucky this time around. My new bosses are very rich! The woman is working with NTA and the husband is an Engineer, working with Julius Berger.” “Thank God! At least, they will be able to pay your salary without spinning stories,” her mother’s voice was filled with joy. “Mama, they are even paying me double. That’s my former salary times two!” “Jesus! Chineke!” “God is so, so good, mama.” “Yes, indeed, he is. I am so, so happy for you. Your salary will sort out a lot of things.” “Mama, they said I can go back to school if I want to and I can also learn a trade or a skill if I want to.” “Chi mo! This people are truly God sent. My God will bless them for me.” “I don’t even know what to choose, mama. All of a sudden, I am confused.” “You will do everything. They want to assist you. This is the opportunity you have been praying for. You will enroll for GCE and retake your examinations. That way, you can have your certificate. God willing, they might sponsor your university education.” The girl sat up. “That is so true, mama. THis couple are kind.” “Then, you can enrol for tailoring or make up or hair styling in a good center. That way, you are prepared for life, be it white collar opportunities or running your own business.” She thought of what she would choose between tailoring and hair styling. “That is true, mama.” “I want you to work very hard for this people. That way, they will always be ready to assist you.” “Trust me, mama.” “Don’t allow this your coconut head to get you in trouble.” Mmesoma hissed. “Haba, mama.” “Am I lying?” She felt a bit offended. Why was her mother spoiling her good mood? “Mama, goodnight. I have a lot to do in the morning.” “Wait first. See, you said you are in an estate. That means all these layabout boys will be there. Please don’t get distracted over there.” “I won’t,” she lay back on the bed. “i know my daughter is a beautiful girl. And you will always get the attention of men, both young and old, but be careful.” She remembered how men used to flock around her in the neighbourhood she grew up, both young and old, single and married. “I am always careful.” “Goodnight, my daughter.” “Goodnight, mama.” She threw the phone on the bed and sighed heavily. Her mother was always full of worries. She turned on her side and closed her eyes. Images of Ike filled her mind’s eye. The man was so handsome and fit. Her employer was so lucky to have dragged such a man to the altar. She hoped in the near future, she would also be able to get someone like Ike. It would really be a dream come true! |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Adeola25(f): 9:42pm On Nov 22, 2024 |
Thanks for the update |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 4:20pm On Nov 26, 2024 |
CHAPTER 13 Ike sat in the living room, watching one of the movies he downloaded on the internet. He had over a hundred movies and wasn’t sure when he would watch them all. His wife, the children and the new maid were fast asleep. The house was quiet and it felt like he was on vacation. Although he just had a couple of hours to himself. His eyes flickered to the wall clock, then back at the television screen. It was past one. If he returned to bed at four, he would have less than three hours to catch up on sleep and prepare for work. That sounded good enough for his relaxed mind. xxxxxx Mmesoma woke up with a very parched throat. She got out of bed, tied a wrapper around her waist and headed out. On her way to the kitchen, she saw streams of light coming from the living room. Although the main lighting system was turned off, she could tell that the room was illuminated by the television screen. She tiptoed to the entrance and peeped. She saw her employer’s husband seated in front of the television, laughing and talking to himself. It wasn’t the first time she had seen him watching movies late in the night. It was almost a daily occurrence, especially during the weekends. Her eager eyes roamed free. The man was bare chested and the only piece of clothing on him was a pair of boxers. Her gaze lingered on his broad shoulders, chest area, and dropped to his firm muscled thighs. She swallowed hard, wishing she could touch him and feel every inch of his body against hers. She held herself and groaned. Day by day, her infatuation for him had skyrocketed. It wasn’t just because he was an handsome man, or that he had a good job and a house and an expensive vehicle. The man was also gentle and nice. She loved the way he treated his wife and children. And she often dreamt of being in Lianater’s shoes. She was beginning to nurse a blossoming envy for her boss. She began to wonder if it was possible to gain his attention and seduce him, knowing fully well how much he loved his wife. Unexpectedly, the man turned his head. Mmesoma froze. She had been caught! Ike narrowed his gaze when he saw the dark figure at the door. “Mmesoma?” She cleared her throat. “Sir…” “What are you doing there?” Several thoughts ran through her mind. What was she going to tell him? “Erm… I… I was going to the kitchen to get some water. Erm… can I get a drink for you, sir?” All of a sudden, he realized that he was a bit thirsty. “Okay. Get me a glass of apple juice,” he returned his attention to the television screen. “All right, sir.” She fled. Once she got into the kitchen, she pulled a tray out of the rack on the sink, then a clean glass cup. While trying to open the bottle of apple juice, a crazy thought took over her mind. She set the bottle down and pulled off her tee-shirt. Then adjusted her wrapper, making sure that it was loosely tied around her chest. xxxxxx Ike heard the girl’s footsteps. He pulled the center table closer, so she could set the tray on it. “Thank you.” The girl blushed. “You are welcome, sir.” He reached for the cold drink and took a long sip. Then he noticed that she was grinning at him sheepishly. He raised an eyebrow and set the glass cup back on the tray. “Erm… erm… oops!” Mmesoma fidgeted with the wrapper and allowed it to drop on the tiled floor, revealing her naked frame. Shock paralyzed Ike for the next twenty seconds. She saw the way his eyes slowly roamed her young body and a triumphant smile lit up her face. “Oops… I didn’t tie the wrapper properly.” She picked the clothing up, tied it loosely around her body and sauntered out of the room. Ike got up immediately. He felt as if he had just been bathed with a pot of hot coals. He was burning all over! What just happened? Was it an honest mistake or a deliberate act of seduction? Should he tell his wife? Should he keep quiet and watch the girl, hoping there wouldn’t be a repeated occurrence? But, if the girl was truly trying to gain his attention and seduce him, she was on an impossible mission. He loved his wife to death. And he had never looked at another woman since he got married. And he wasn’t going to start now. What’s wrong with little girls of these days? Ike fumed, his appetite for watching movies had evaporated. He marched out of the room, thinking of waking his wife and eating her all up. |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by aprilwise(m): 6:25pm On Nov 26, 2024 |
This is the beginning of the end of his marriage |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 10:09am On Nov 28, 2024 |
aprilwise:Hmmmmmm.... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 10:23am On Dec 31, 2024 |
Compliments of the season everyone 🤗 The story continues... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 12:48pm On Dec 31, 2024 |
CHAPTER 14 Lianater got down from her Toyota Corolla. She felt weak at the knees and her entire body system screamed ‘exhaustion!’ She willed her legs to move, but each step was made in rebellion. She wished she had stayed back at home. But what kind of excuse would she have been able to give her boss? Clenched teeth, braced for the worst, she made her way out of the car park, a large open space separated from the TV station compound by a fence. She mumbled the list of programs she had summarized the other night, hoping to get a report ready before her boss summoned her that morning. That weekend, she barely touched her laptop. She spent her time playing with the children and watching movies with her husband. Thank God for the new maid. The girl was hardworking. When it came to chores, she no longer had anything to worry about. Suddenly, everywhere around her began to spin. She halted, but it didn’t stop. The next thing she knew, she was lying flat on the dusty ground, slowly sliding into unconsciousness. xxxxxx Ike was in a meeting when the call from the hospital came through. He didn’t pick the call at first, until he received a text message from his wife’s colleague. Lianater had been rushed to the hospital close to their place of work! Several thoughts clouded his mind. It would take about thirty minutes or more before he could get to the hospital. He prayed for the love of his life before hurrying out of the building. He kept praying on his way to the car pack and continued praying on the drive to the hospital. xxxxxx She opened her eyes, looked around, noting that she was in a strange room. Her husband’s voice, plus another she didn’t quite recognize filtered to her ear drums. She lifted her head and caught a glimpse of Ike, standing by the doorway, with a man in his mid-fifties. He was clad in a blue shirt and a white lab coat. Was she in an hospital? A flashback of how she fainted in the car park came back to her. Who found her? Who brought her to the clinic? Why did she faint? Who called her husband? So many thoughts bombarded her fuzzy mind. “My love…” Ike came to his wife’s side. She blinked several times, unable to speak because of her parched throat. “How are you feeling?” he sat by the bedside. Lianater tried to speak, but started to cough instead. “I will ask a nurse to bring her a glass of water,” the man in the white lab coat said and stepped away. “Thank you, doctor,” Ike turned back to his wife. “How are you feeling?” She managed to shake her head, still unable to speak. “The doctor said you are twelve weeks pregnant,” the excitement in his eyes marched her shocked ones. “What?” came the frightened whisper. How was that possible? “We are going to have another baby,” he grinned from ear to ear. Lianater took a deep breath. Another baby?! They had three kids already. What was she going to do with a fourth child? She was grateful to God, but, she didn’t want another child. Dealing with the twins and Adanne was enough trouble. What happened to her birth control pills? She might need to change them ASAP. Ike gave his wife’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. “It’s going to be all right.” He could sense her present state of mind. He wasn’t prepared for another child either. He thought Adanne was going to be their last child. Did his wife forget to take her pills? She met his gaze. He was trying to encourage her, but she was at her wits end. “Maybe God wants to give Adanne a playmate…” She raised an eyebrow. “Really?” “Yeah, you know how she tire easily after running after the twins.” She sighed heavily. A playmate indeed. Her weary stare returned to the doorway. Where was the nurse with the glass of water? Did the doctor forget to tell her? “The doctor said you need to take it easy, henceforth, momma.” She groaned inwardly. She had so much to do at work. She distaste lying around doing absolutely nothing. Since she was just three months pregnant, she would need to tidy up a lot of loose ends at work before her maternity leave came knocking. “Aye, aye, Captain,” she placed a hand on her forehead and saluted her husband. He started to laugh and she started to laugh too. She felt a bit relieved. After all, having another child wasn’t the end of the world. xxxxxx Mmesoma tip-toed into the room and found Ike dozing on the sofa. It was past two, the television set was on as usual and a movie was playing. She decided to take advantage of the opportunity before her. Since the day she allowed him to see her unclothedness, the man had kept her at arm’s length, or more like a leper. She threw away the piece of wrapper tied to her chest and knelt in front of him. Making little or no noise, she slipped a hand into his boxers! The seductive caress woke him up. He smiled, thinking maybe Lianater came to lure him to the bedroom. The smile encouraged the girl and made her happy. She assumed that he was enjoying what she was doing. Maybe tonight was her lucky day. Finally, her employer’s husband would be hers for keeps and her dreams would come true. But when Ike opened his eyes and came face to face with the maid, shock and fury washed over him. He slapped her before he could stop himself and jumped to his feet. “Don’t you ever in your life…!” his voice thundered. The girl held her burning face, the assumption that he enjoyed her act vanished from her young mind. Why was so angry? “Madam is pregnant…” came the whisper. Ike blinked in confusion. “And so what?!” She cleared her throat. “And… and I know you have needs…” her eyes smarted with tears. Her face hurt so bad. Why did he hit her that hard? “Are you kidding me?!” he felt like slapping some senses into her thick skull. She looked up at him. “I just thought…” He pointed a warning finger at her. “Look here young lady, you have no idea what I want or need. The next time you try this… this diabolical act of yours, I will make sure you leave this house.” The girl dropped her head and paled. She couldn’t believe that her naked body or her touch did nothing to win him over. Why was he so different? Or was he playing hard to get? He eyed her. “Have I made myself clear?” She raised her head and tried to smile sweetly, “I can warm your bed and take you to cloud nine.” His jaw fell in disbelief. She got up slowly. “I am very, very sweet…” she reached for her bosom and squeezed hard. His throat went dry. She cat-walked towards him. “Once you slide into my wetness,” she dipped her fingers between her thighs, “You won’t be able to come out.” Ike backed away. “If you come near me, I will beat you blue, black and red and no one in your family, not even your ancestors will be able to recognize you.” The girl stopped in her tracks. Why isn't anything working on him? “Get out of here!” “Sir…” “You are still?” he raised a hand, threatening to hit her again. The girl jumped out of his reach, picked up her wrapper and ran out of the room. Ike sat back on the sofa, both hands on his head. He realized that he should have told his wife the first time the maid started misbehaving. The girl had grown wings. She now has the confidence to touch him. What audacity! What was he going to do now? Only God knew what else she had planned in her tiny head. It was better and safer if they send her back to wherever she came from. He wasn’t ready to tempt fate or play with fire. But, what exactly was he going to tell his wife? How was he going to explain things to her? “Jesus help me,” he closed his eyes and leaned against the chair. |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by aprilwise(m): 2:47pm On Dec 31, 2024 |
Him not informing his wife about the temptation of the maid will cause more danger |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 1:08pm On Jan 02, 2025 |
CHAPTER 15 Chizoba panicked when she saw her eldest daughter afar off. She hoped the girl wasn’t sent packing from her new place of work. She had three other mouths to feed with just the sales she made from the pumpkin leaves she sold at the market. She was not prepared for another mouth to join the hungry ones at home. The girl’s salary had been supporting them immersely, she hoped the good days they had been basking in wasn’t coming to an abrupt end. Whatever the problem was, she might as well follow the girl back to her employer’s place and plead for mercy. “Mme baby…” Mmesoma approached her mother’s wooden market-shift stall. The woman was seated on a stool, under a worn out umberlla. The heap of vegetables on the table made her worried bleached face less conspicuous. “Mama…” “Is this your face?” the older woman tried to act cheerful. “It is me, mama,” the girl greeted the other women seated under their shades, before settling on the large stool beside her mother. Chizoba groaned, “The moment you sat down, this stool made a sound. I think your weight has put a strain on it.” Mmesoma rolled her eyes. “What weight?” The woman took a closer look at the young girl. She became overwhelmed with joy at the fact that her daughter looked well fed. “Look at your skin, you look so fresh and… and… you’re just eating all the food in that house and fattening up anyhow.” The girl eyed her mother, “Haba, mama.” “Am I lying?” she noticed the way the other women were looking at her daughter. They must be jealous of her by now. She opened her handbag and pulled out a paper pack. “I got this for you a while back.” The woman collected the package and opened it. “Jesus!” “Please, be careful with the jewelry. It is quite expensive, I don’t want to hear ‘they stole it’ or ‘I borrowed someone’ or ‘it’s missing.” Chizoba got up and began to dance. “When was the last time I wore such an expensive jewelry?” she sat back on the stool, after gaining the attention of the women around them. “It is a token of my love for my mother,” Mmesoma rolled her eyes. The woman pulled her close in a hug. “Thank you so much, my daughter. You will never lack. This is a pleasant surprise.” The girl basked in her mother’s praises. “You’re welcome, mama.” She kept the paper pack in a large bag and placed a heap of vegetables on it. “So, what brought you here?” Mmesoma paled. She leaned closer to her mother and whispered in her ear. “I want my madam’s husband.” Chizoba’s eyes widened in shock. She looked the girl in the eye and began to shake her head. “He is young, gentle, handsome, kind, hardworking and he is the perfect dream husband,” her young gaze became dreamy. The woman cleared her throat thrice. “Mme baby…” “Mama, let me show you his picture,” she scrolled through her phone gallery. “Here, see…” The older woman sighed heavily after taking a good look at the picture of her daughter’s employer. “Mme baby, I want you to make good use of this rare opportunity that you have. Learn this your tailoring completely, make sure your boss buys you a sowing machine, pass your GCE exams and your JAMB, and hopefully, they might sponsor your tertiary education.” The girl hissed and collected the smartphone from her mother. “Once you have graduated and running your own business, your own God-given husband will find you.” Mmesoma hissed. “Mama, I want Ikechukwu Briggs. The problem is that he doesn’t see me… I have tried to seduce him multiple times, but, he looks at me like a piece of furniture. He doesn’t find me attractive.” Chizoba breathed out loudly. She was aware that once her daughter sets her mind on something, it was very difficult for anyone to deter her from her goals. She reached for the older woman’s arm. “Mama, I need your help. I want Ike.” The woman avioded the girl’s pleading stare. “Mama, please…” Chizoba pulled out a knife and started to sharpen it. “Drug help and sleep with him. Once you’ve done like three rounds, he won’t be able to resist you ever again.” The girl started to laugh. “By the time I pounce on him and take him to cloud nine, he won’t be able to get me out of his mind. And even when he lie with his wife, he will be screaming my name!” The woman shook her head and chuckled, knowing fully well that the young man was in sweet trouble. xxxxxx While Ike had his bath, he made up his mind to tell his wife about Mmesoma’s antics. If they decide to send the girl away after confronting her. It might take them some time to find a new help, but it was worth the trouble. His wife might also take offence because he didn’t tell her about what the girl was doing sooner. Honestly, he was just being cautious and he didn’t want to create a mountain out of a mole hill. He strode out of the bathroom, dripping wet, towel hung on one shower. Halfway across the room, he noticed that Lianater was lying on the bed, sound asleep. She was laughing her head off while watching TIktok videos a moment ago. When did she fall asleep? He groaned inwardly, contemplating whether to wake her up or let her rest. xxxxxx Mmesoma was ready for action the moment Ike came downstairs that night. She allowed him to watch one or two movies before offering a glass of pineapple and orange juice and a bowl of freshly made popcorn. She stood by the doorway, hopefully waiting for the drug in the juice to take effect. Her mother told her that one tablet will make him drowsy and weak for about twenty, thirty minutes, while two tablets will turn him into a vegetable for about an hour. He won’t be able to lift a finger and stop her from accomplishing her plans that night. She could hardly wait! Xxxxxx Ike realized that he could hardly keep his eyes open for less than two seconds after gulping down the glass of juice. He didn’t know how tired he was until a few moments ago. He succumbed to the drowsy state that enveloped him and the next time he opened his eyes, he felt strange! Exciting sensations were travelling through every cell in his body! And someone was on top of him! He blinked several times till his eyes was able to adjust to the semi-dark room. His vision cleared, the feminine image on top of him turned out to be the help, Mmesoma! Anger and shock consumed him. He tried to lift his hands, but they felt like heavy metal. He willed other parts of his body to move, but nothing worked. Fear gripped him! Why couldn’t he move his body? What was happeneing to him? How was he going to stop the foolish girl from accomplishing her diabolic acts? Maybe he was dreaming, but the wild sensations travelling through his body felt very real. He looked towards the door, hoping that someone would walk in. But nobody came in. The house was completely silent, except from the irritating moans of the help. She was truly enjoying riding him like a horse. He swallowed spittle and tried to speak, “Please…. please stop.” Ike wasn’t sure if she heard him. She didn’t stop what she was doing, but rode faster, making him feel things he didn’t want to experience with another woman aside his wife. He began to blame himself for his predicament. He wished he had not procastinated about reporting the maid to his wife. If not, the girl wouldn’t have been able to drug his drink that night. This was sexual abuse and it was unacceptable. He thought of a thousand things he would like to do to the girl the moment he recovered his strenght. If care wasn’t taken, he might beat her to death. Or probably skin her alive! Tears filled his eyes, saddened by the fact that he had unwillingly laid with another woman aside his wife. |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Bodydiialect57: 4:11pm On Jan 02, 2025 |
Ah, so sorry for Ike. No matter how innocent a little snake looks like, never delay smashing its head for inside it lies the poison that could send you to the great beyond. The innocent looking Nmesomma turned out to be a wicked soul. Ike should have sent him packing at her first seductive attempt. Never judge a book by it's cover. SheWrites: |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by aprilwise(m): 7:05pm On Jan 02, 2025 |
This how these house maid destroy a happy and healthy marriage |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 5:25pm On Jan 03, 2025 |
aprilwise:Abi... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 5:26pm On Jan 03, 2025 |
Bodydiialect57:Hmmmm... truly |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Adeola25(f): 8:15am On Jan 05, 2025 |
Hnmm. Wicked house maid. Thanks for the update ma'am |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 3:52pm On Jan 21, 2025 |
CHAPTER 16 “Ikechukwu!” Her screams got him flying out of the toilet. He found his wife crouched on the rugged floor, at the foot of the bed. “What is it?” he hurried to her side. Lianater raised her head, tears filled eyes met her husband’s worried ones. “I think… I think I am going to explode,” she said through gritted teeth. He started to rub her back, wondering if she was aching all over. “Talk to me, where does it hurt?” “Every… where…” then she let out a loud scream as pain sliced through her. The man panicked, lost on what to do to make his wife feel better. “Baby, what’s happening?” She shook her head, unable to speak, till the pain subsided briefly. “I think the baby is coming,” she locked gazes with him. He nodded with understanding, as relief washed over him. It hadn’t been easy taking care of his pregnant wife. As far as he was concerned, this was their last child. No more! Lianater watched him from the corner of her eyes. He changed into something comfortable, then picked up the baby bag they had both packed weeks ago. Everything the new baby needed was in that bag. The pain began to build up again. Fear gripped her. How long was she going to be able to endure this? “Ikechukwu Briggs!” she yelled again. “I am ready my love, I will get you to the clinic as fast as I can, I promise,” he glanced at the table clock, then helped her to her feet and led her towards the door. “I… I can’t walk…” she began to sob. The man groaned inwardly. “Honey, I cannot carry you. Please try, please…” She managed a few steps, then stopped when the aching sensation running its course down her thighs held her bound to that spot. “Oh God! Oh God!” She shook her head, desperately wishing the pain would stop. “Take deep breaths, love, deep breaths…” She tried, but it wasn’t working. “Jesus help me!” Ike noticed the childen gathered outside their bedroom. The screams most have woken them up. It was barely five a.m and he hoped they would be able to go back to bed and get some more needed sleep. “I want you all to go back to bed.” The children remained where they stood. They eyes were glued to their mother. “Nonso, Dozie, Adanne… go to bed!” he raised his voice. They didn’t move. They just looked at him briefly, then back at their mum. Ike wanted to shout at them, but the footsteps racing up the stairway stopped him. The moment he saw her, anger brewed within him. Images of how she rode him countless times assaulted his mind. The thought that she would get to stay in his house for one more day made him mad. If not that his wife woke up with labour pains, he would have told her what the girl did to him that night. “Is madam okay?” Mmesoma looked from husband to wife. He helped his wife down the stairs. “Take the children back to their room. We are heading to the hospital.” “Oh…” the girl bit at her lower lip. “Come, let’s get you all back to bed,” she ushered the children back into the bedroom. “Is mummy and daddy going to bring the new baby?” Nonso asked the maid. Mmesoma smiled. “Yes, they are.” “Wow!” Dozie began to jump around. “Our new baby is coming home soon.” “Baby, baby, baby,” Adanne followed her brother, hoping about like an antelope. She moved to one of the windows and drew open the curtains. She could the security man rushing towards the locked gate, while Ike yelled at him. The girl smiled. She could still remember her time out with him. She was able to go on five rounds before the drug she put in his drink began to wear off. She enjoyed herself immersely and was sure that Ike wouldn’t be able to forget the experience in a lifetime. All she needed to do was wait for him to come to her willingly. He wouldn’t be able to resist her anymore! xxxxxx “Grandma!” Nonso raced into her waiting arms. “Grandmama is here!” Dozie flew into her embrace. “Ga-ma, Ga-ma, Ga-ma!” Adanne joined her brothers. Voke held her grandchildren for the longest time. “I have missed you all.” The children chuckled. They were so happy to see her. “Welcome ma,” Mmesoma watched the woman closely. After much thought, she could tell that it was her madam’s mother. The elderly woman took a good look at the new maid. She was taller than the former maid, fairer too, and also had more flesh. “Thank you. What’s your name?” “Mmesoma!” the children chorused before the girl could answer. Voke laughed. It was obvious that the kids liked her. That could only mean one thing; the girl was good with children. The woman hoped she was better with house chores too. She remembered how diligent and hardworking Amina was. “Come grandma, daddy called and said you will be sleeping in the guest room,” Nonso tugged at her luggage. “He also said Mmesoma will sleep in our room for now, until you go back to your house,” Dozie helped his brother to pull at the luggage. The woman was impressed at their ability to retain information and laughed some more. “Should I make something for you to eat now, or…” the girl dragged the luggage into the house. But, Nonso and Dozie didn’t let go. Voke stepped into the house, holding Adanne by the hand. “Let me take a bath first. I need to change before they arrive with the baby.” “Okay, ma.” The girl carried the luggage into the guest room. She wondered how long the woman would be staying. Now that Lianater’s mother was around, how was she going to be able to sneak around and get Ike’s attention? “Do you know whether the baby is a boy or a girl?” she asked her grandchildren. They began to debate amongst themselves. The twins wanted a baby brother, whilst Ada wanted a baby sister. |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Bodydiialect57: 9:17pm On Jan 21, 2025 |
Ern hen!! Nmesomma is in trouble as her police detective has arrived o. Na grandma go send her packing. Truly, it will be a long chronicle of helps. Well-done ma'am. SheWrites: |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 10:27pm On Feb 07, 2025 |
Bodydiialect57:Thank you 🤗 |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 9:48am On Feb 08, 2025 |
Happy Weekend everyone 🤗 The story continues this weekend... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Adeola25(f): 12:09pm On Feb 09, 2025 |
Anticipating.... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by metalgear11(m): 6:03pm On Feb 13, 2025 |
SheWrites:
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| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Sochee123: 10:19am On Feb 23, 2025 |
I just hope and pray Mmesoma doesn't get pregnant. Ike should have informed his wife the very first time or even the second time it happened. Oh why do I have a bad feeling about what will happen next? 🤔 |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 7:42am On Mar 03, 2025 |
CHAPTER 17 Ike sat on the bed, feeling like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. His body ached all over and a faint headache seemed to be building up around his temple. He must have overworked himself that day. Coupled with the fact that the new baby girl cried almost every night, making it hard for them to sleep. He wished his wife’s mother had stayed longer. The baby usually sleep in her room and she had a way of making Ifunanya to sleep throughout the night. Lianater hasn’t been able to learn that magic since her mother left. He groaned inwardly. He wished the baby’s cot was elsewhere by their room. They couldn’t possibly put it in their other children’s room. They needed their sleep too. Or else, they might start dozing off at school. They couldn’t leave the cot in the guest room either. Mmesoma needed her rest too, after working all through the day. The thought of the maid made him feel angrier. It’s being eight weeks since the incident and he hasn’t told his wife about it yet. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips together. That girl needed to leave his house asap. The more he sees her, the more he felt like strangling her. Once his wife was done with putting the baby to sleep, he would call her aside and tell her everything the maid had been doing to him. From the very beginning. She might be angry that he didn’t say anything earlier, but… “You look tired.” The voice startled him. “Are you okay?” Lianater crossed the room and sat by her husband. Ike mustered a fake smile. “It’s work…” “Awww… my sweet baby,” she wrapped her arms around him. He sighed heavily, enjoying the warmth of her embrace. He didn’t mind, even when she smelled like she was drenched in baby oil and powder. “Let me warm your food, so that you can eat.” “Hmm…” his hold tightened around her waist. Lianater started to laugh. “Mr. Man, let me go.” He started to nibble at one ear. “I want to eat you first…” The seductive whisper made her warm all over. “Ike wait…” she tried to pull away. “Hmmm…” He kissed her neckline, then buried his head in between her cleavage. “Ike… the children are still awake and I haven’t fed the baby her last meal for the day. Once I am done, I am all yours.” He groaned loudly. “When it comes to Ifunanya, there is nothing like last meal.” Lianater started to laugh again. “That girl eats and eats… she will end up sucking you up, leaving me with nothing,” he eyed her. She couldn’t control herself. She laughed till she landed on the floor. Ike hissed. He didn’t find the situation funny at all. “I will make it up to you,” she winked at him. Unexpectedly, the door burst open and in came the twins and Adanne. “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” their screams rent the air. Lianater pulled her weight off the floor and tiptoed out of the room. “I am an hungry giant and I am going to eat you!” he pointed at them, one after the other. “Nooooo!” they squeaked and fled in different directions. Ike chased them. “I am going to break your bones!” Mmesoma stood by the doorway, watching and laughing. He halted when he saw her. “Good evening, sir.” He glared at her. The girl cleared her throat and faced the children hiding under the bed. “Your mummy said it’s time to take your bath and turn in for the night.” “Nooooo!” they began to grumble. “We will continue the battle with the gentle after I have taken my bath and eaten, okay?” “Fine…” the twins capitulated. He stared at the maid angrily and came out. “Okay,” Adanne crawled out from under the bed. Mmesoma led the children out of the bedroom and shut the door. Why was he always angry at her these days? Since the day they had fun together, he kept her at arms’ length. She hadn’t been able to approach him at night because Lianater’s mother was around. But now that she was gone, maybe, she would have the opportunity to seduce Ike again. Maybe this time around, he wouldn’t be able to resist her. Maybe luck will favour her and he would make her his lover. A sly smile formed on her face. “Can we watch the television for thirty minutes before we take our bath?” Nonso asked. “Aunty please, just thirty minutes,” Dozie pleaded. “Please, aunty,” Adanne made puppy eyes at her. Mmesoma chuckled. “Okay, fine… you have just thirty minutes.” The children squeaked and ran down the stairway. The girl thought of picking out their pyjamas, then her attention was caught by the melody coming from the master bedroom. She moved closer to the door and heard water running. Ike was singing in the bathroom. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She went in, locked the door and tiptoed to the bathroom’s entrance. The door was opened and she could see her employer’s husband dancing while he bathed. He was covered with soapy foams from hair to foot. Ike sensed that he was no longer alone, but he couldn’t see because of the soap in his eyes. “Who is there?” The girl giggled. This was an opportunity she wasn’t going to miss. She got rid of her clothes and joined him under the dripping shower. “Lianater?” She wrapped her arms around him and shivered slightly. His stark unclothedness turned her on in ways no one else had ever done before. “Is the baby asleep?” The girl remained silent, knowing fully well that if she opened her mouth to speak, he would know that she wasn’t his wife. “Lian…” She sealed his lips with a kiss before he could utter another word. Desire washed over him, but deep down, in his heart of hearts, he felt something was not right. He had been kissed by his wife a million times and he has touched her countless times before. This kiss was different. And the feel of her body was equally strange. He tried to reached for the shower tap, so he could increase the pressure of the water. He needed to see! Mmesoma pushed him against the wall and merged her body with his. Ike lost his senses for the next few minutes, consumed by the liquid fire erupting in his loins. Many moments later, while panting for breath, he turned the shower tap knob. The girl stepped away from him the second he opened his eyes and saw her. “Jesus!” he gasped. |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by metalgear11(m): 11:09am On Mar 03, 2025*. Modified: 12:56pm On Mar 03, 2025 |
He couldn't see, yet he felt something was wrong. He could have wiped his face with his hands to get rid of the soap since he knew things were different. Shebi he could reach the shower head, no? Its not like he was using a bucket. Something tells me Ike deep down likes and wants this too, since his wife just had the baby and will be more focused on her than on his "matrimonial" needs. The third time it would be him going after the house girl, not the other way around. |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Rhayne(f): 12:25pm On Mar 03, 2025 |
The more Ike is waiting for the "perfect" time to tell his wife, the more this rubbish will continue, much to my annoyance. He doesn't even need his wife to send this girl out of the house, as the man of the house, he can do so. Thank God it's fiction sha, because...... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by aprilwise(m): 7:15pm On Mar 03, 2025 |
It’s finished. He go explain tire |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by Damilgodwin(m): 10:55am On Mar 05, 2025 |
People fail because there fails to avoid greedy people from the Onset of discovery 🤷♂️ |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 8:38am On Mar 11, 2025 |
metalgear11:Hmmmm.... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 8:41am On Mar 11, 2025 |
Rhayne:Yeah... very very annoying... the maid he should have sent packing sinceeeeee... It's fiction... but it is also some people's reality 😔 |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 8:42am On Mar 11, 2025 |
aprilwise:😔 😢 the explanation go fill up a tank. |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 8:43am On Mar 11, 2025 |
Damilgodwin:😔 true... |
| Re: Chronicles Of The Helps by SheWrites(op): 8:43am On Mar 11, 2025 |
The story continues... |