dis story make sense o. Fantasyisland well done ma

virtuedagirl:
dis story make sense o. Fantasyisland well done ma

Seconded!

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''I saved your behind honey'' Ebube said. She was in the guest room (her husband's new abode) and there was nothing she could do about this. She sat by his side and they continued to gist about the day's event.

''I know and I appreciate it'' Charles replied.

''If I were not around nko?''

''Then I would expect Loveth to have allowed him into my room and the study. I knew I had it somewhere. It was just a matter of searching for it''

''Are you saying you would have allowed him in my absence?''

''Even if the house was empty''

''You must really trust him then''

''He is a good lad; he has proven himself time and time again''

''Is that so?''

''He manages my itinerary, runs errands, plans my days and fixes the appointment. In addition, he knows what I abhor and love at work. He takes the minute sometimes and manages the IT around my office. Most times, I don’t even have to wait for someone from IT; the young man does everything''

''Hmm''

''As a matter of fact, that document I was looking for, he typed it himself. That’s why I said if Wole says it's not there then he knows what he's talking about''

''Wow! An office super hero in modern day Nigeria. You give him too much credit hon, I hope you don’t get disappointed someday. That is how Nigerians behave then when you begin to relax, they spring something on you and splash hot water in your face!''

''The lad is good; he is an exception. I don’t know what I'll do without him. I try not to tell him that though, I don’t want his head to burst, but he knows I appreciate his hard work. I'm glad I listened to that inner voice and took a chance on him''

Then Ebube smiled at him and stood up from the bed. She probably had a change of heart because she sat down again and leaned towards him. They kissed lightly on the lips and she sighed deeply ''goodnight dear'' she whispered.

''Night''

''Don’t you get bored here?''

''Nope''

''You enjoy being alone all by yourself here?''

''Yes''

''I don’t enjoy being all alone by myself though''

''I'm sorry you feel that way. It's been a while, you should be used to it by now''

''Would you like to sleep in our bedroom tonight for a change?''

''Nope''

''When I say sleep I mean sleep, no touching or stuff''

''Nope''

''Would you ever come back to me Charles?''

''I don’t know''

''But you're okay for now right?''

''Yes''

Then she stared at him with sadness in her eyes ''you're hurting me Charles'' Ebube whispered.

''That is not my intention''

''But that is the result of what you're doing''

''I'm sorry you feel that way''

''You are always sorry hon but you do nothing to change it. It's been two months now''

''I'm sorry'' Charles replied yet again.

Then she nodded at him and walked out of the guestroom quietly. The moment she got into her bedroom, a room they once shared as man and wife, she sat on the massive bed and spread her arms out. She stayed in that position for so long, she forgot the concept of time. No one knew what she was going through and it hurt like hell.

About two months, Charles moved out of their bedroom and with that died every attempt at sex. They had spent hours upon hours talking about their problem and how best it could be fixed. Charles kept saying he was not angry or anything but he was no longer interested in sex. He claimed he had sought treatment but Ebube could not be sure. Well he allowed her test the machine once or twice and indeed things had improved but something happened shortly afterwards - Charles announced he wasn't interested in sex anymore!

At first it seemed like a joke and Ebube thought he would crack but it grew worse. Soon enough, he moved out of their bedroom to the guestroom when she began to pester him and till date, nothing had changed. Ebube didn’t believe Charles was cheating on her. He was not that sort of man. He had never been like that but then again she could be wrong. She had her ways though, she knew how to snoop and snoop and she did but there was nothing sinister going on.

They still talked around the house. They went to church as a family and did things together until it was time to enter their respective rooms. From time to time, he would come around and even speak to her in their bedroom but she usually went over to his room more. Whenever they got into an argument over the sleeping or sex arrangement or indeed anything else, Charles would withdraw into his shell and shut his bedroom door behind.

He was naturally a quiet fellow and Ebube found she was the one at the losing end. Charles was a workaholic and he knew how to immerse himself in work on a good day talk less of when he was having problems at home. Ebube quickly adjusted and learnt to quarrel less with him. And so life continued slowly for the long suffering couple. Other than their reverend whom he respected, she didn’t know anyone else she could turn to for advice. She had asked the man of God to intervene in their matter and he had done his best, still there was no change.

As Ebube pondered on these things, the tears began to run down her face like a faucet so she hugged her knees and buried her face in there.

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Wole Akinyele was chatting on his phone and as he did, he continued to snigger. He had no idea how she got his number and for quite some time he enjoyed the cat and mouse game until she slowly revealed herself! She was none other than his boss's wife! At first it was shocking and all the talk of 'who do you think this is? I think I've met you before in another life. Reveal yourself to me et al' shamed him.

However he quickly got over himself, he had done nothing but flirt and it was not his fault. He had no idea who the unknown woman was behind the WhatsApp profile. It was a simple DP with an inspirational quote so how would he have known. She was the one who reached out to him and began to tease. He was only a man and he so he fell for the bait. He had no idea how she got his number but then again, all she had to do was reach for her husband's phone.

Eventually after Ebube finally revealed herself, he withdrew and tried to be most formal with her. He sort of understood what she was trying to do but Wole was not that sort of man. He was happy to chat and flit but in reality, he was what many would term not a sharp man aka dulling guy.

Whether it was as a result of his strict upbringing, Christian secondary school, Christian university or parents being pastors one was unsure. Wole was quite reserved so much so he finally managed to have sex in his final year at the university. On that day, his long suffering girlfriend managed to rape him and afterwards Wole promptly fell out of love with her.

For him, the thrill was no longer there. He had sex with her a couple more times and thereafter he called off the relationship. The poor girl tried to patch their relationship, but it was an exercise in futility. She didn’t understand why Wole had suddenly grown cold. She believed the new height they had attained in their relationship ought to have made them closer. They had been an item since 200 Level and she believed they would end up as man and wife.

On his part, Wole was too much of a gentleman to explain why he was no longer in love with her. He went on to date other ladies after graduation, but his mode of operation never changed. He was never a fan of sexually adventurous ladies and loose women irritated him. He held out for as long as he could before he had sex with a particular girl and whenever it happened, the relationship came to an inauspicious end. However things would change after he met his fiancée Tania Oladokun.

She was a perfect match for him. She was one of those girls who sang no sex before marriage and practised it. She actually put the letter P on the word practise and this pleased Wole greatly. Tania not only sang her purity vow song but she lived a pious life to match. The pair met at a school where they were teachers and Wole fell in love the moment Tania walked past him.

On that day, she was wearing a blue buttoned down blouse and black knee length skirt to go with it. She finished the look with a flat pumps and she reminded Wole of an eager secretary. She worked in the nursery section and had tremendous love for the children she taught. Wole taught basic computer education to the children at primary and secondary school level. His job with the primary school children was very basic. They met once or twice a week and it was mostly practical computer work they did.

The main job itself was with the secondary school pupils but they were quite a handful. Wole hated his job with a passion and a poor Tania got an earful of what went wrong at the end of every week! But one day, his fortune would change.

During a parents teachers meeting, he would meet with a kind benefactor and his life would change for the better. By a stroke of luck, he met with the father of one of his brightest pupil and they got talking. It was none other than a certain man named Charles Uzoh. His kind benefactor was a highflying executive who worked in a tax firm. The moment the pair got talking, there was an instant likeness. The younger man admired Mr Uzoh and his dream was to work in an organisation as his. On the other hand, Charles had mutual respect for the young and ambitious teacher. The young man seemed to know what he was talking (computer wise) and he found this fascinating.

In addition, Charles was impressed with his daughter's performance in computer science and he mentioned this to Wole. As the pair continued speaking, it was clear that Charles was struggling with some new gadgets he had purchased. Wole did his best to explain certain concepts and proffer solutions to his problem, but it was not good enough for Mr Uzoh. At the end of the meeting, Charles invited Wole over to his office. He wanted the young man to have a look at the iPad himself. After that meeting, Charles was more than impressed with Wole. He discovered Wole didn’t enjoy his job at the school.

The young lad was incapable of hiding his true feelings about being a teacher after graduating with a 2:1 in Computer Science. But Charles was caught between a rock and a hard place. He wanted his daughter to continue with this wonderful teacher but something told him she would be fine with another computer science teacher. Wole said he was looking for a better opportunity but the older man said nothing in reply.

There was an entry at his place of work and although it was not an IT position, he felt Wole would fit in nicely. The position was directly under him and he would be able to influence the final decision by the recruiters. All he had to do was pass on Wole's name and asterisk it.

Charles Uzoh worked in a very good company and he knew with his help, Wole could switch over with time. His company was quite good with internal transfers and he knew Wole stood a better chance getting in first even if it meant starting off with another position. It was better to get in first than remain at a job that didn’t inspire him. And so Charles casually mentioned the opening to Wole and the young man lunged at it. The rest they say is history.

''I'm leaving now'' Tania announced. She looked at Wole but he was smiling at his phone. She walked up to him snapped her fingers and the phone dropped from his hand ''I'm leaving'' she repeated.

''Stay with me, spend the night'' Wole begged.

''Not happening'' Tania sang. He got up and slipped the phone into his back pocket.

''You want me to stay but you've spent the last few minutes chatting on your phone. I was watching you from the doorway; you've been smiling at your phone. Who is tickling you at the other end?''

Then Wole began to lie ''it's this forum where they are talking sports and predicting all manner of rubbish. But let them not worry, we will show them shege on Sunday. Blues for life!''

''Na you sabi oh! Me and you nor do blues oh! The only blues I know is my music. By the way I put the stew in the fridge for you. I will make egusi during the week and bring over''

''Thank you dear''

''Would you like anything else food wise? Speak now or forever hold your peace''

''I think I'm covered oh, thanks dear''

''Great. By the way, that okro is not good, you need to throw it out or something''

''I know'' Wole replied but in his heart he was screaming for wetin nah! With the plenty fish and meat when I still dey chop inside?

Nothing was wrong with the soup, but he didn’t want to argue with Tania. She had a thing against old stew or soup even if it had been sitting pretty in his freezer. She particularly hated when things were brought out, left to thaw and put back inside the freezer. She would usually yell ''food poisoning!'' and Wole found it rather funny for a typical Nigerian. But that was another reason he loved her. Tania was very unlike any woman he had dated.

Almost immediately, she picked up her bag and strapped it across her shoulder then Wole stood up and held her by the waist. He buried his face into her shoulder and breathed deeply. She smelt of her flowery perfume and the stew she had been cooking ''don’t go'' he pleaded. He ran a hand over her flat tummy and she shrieked. She tried to run away but he held her waist and they walked out together. Once they got to his balcony, she leaned against him and he kissed her lightly ''I gotta go now but know I love you'' she whispered.

''I can't wait to wife you'' Wole murmured. He pulled her closer and kissed her lips again, this time deeply ''stay'' he pleaded again.

''Your mouth is too sweet Wole but I won't spend the night here. I've got to plan my lesson note''

''I know darling, I know, that’s what you do every weekend. Let me walk you to your car'' Tania drove a small beat-up golf car and Wole smiled as they got closer ''are you laughing at my car again?'' Tania asked.

''I fit? Who dash me?'' and Wole meant it when he said that. At the moment, he didn’t own a car. He was saving for something good but Tania was more fortunate. Her parents gave her an old car and although it was ugly, it was sturdy.

Tania slid into the car and wore her seat belt ''you sure say that belt never cut so? Nor let LASTMA catch you oh!'' Wole joked.

''Shege!'' Tania replied. She stuck a tongue out and the pair began to laugh.

''Call me the moment you get home'' Wole yelled. Then she blew a kiss at him and drove off leaving a cloud of dust behind.

Fantasyisland:
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I knew it was only a matter of time

D story is getting hotter.

i was here, and i was 'there' Chapter 20 toh bad

olashas:
I knew it was only a matter of time

Ua something else Ola

nice update,am loving this charles&Tania's love o

virtuedagirl:
nice update,am loving this charles&Tania's love o

same here....but I will like to b wole instead n u b .my Tania

virtuedagirl:
nice update,am loving this charles&Tania's love o

same here....but I will like to b wole instead n u b .my Tania

Lovely and captivating, almost forgot I've got an appointment. Madam abeg post everything once and for all abeg

Skimpledawg:

F.antasyisland, Plz do check dz sentence to know if it needs correction.... 'His' instead of 'He'....


Stuf.f46, coman do your correction work. Kenwins, Hi!

You See your life bah!

stuff46:

You See your life bah!

Did he call?

Lilyomi:
Did he call?

No. Just text me

Skimpledawg:
Ua something else Ola

You fit fathom the dimension this story is taking now ni? I just can't.
Fantasy, you the best!

Skimpledawg:

Ua something else Ola

stuff46:


You See your life bah!

Ogbeni wetin do my life? ... Shey i drop ma contact ni! Whatsapp me jare faol

olashas:

Ua just one jolly good damsel around hia... Plz do tell Fantasyisland dah we need more of dah action part cos of d weather , u av a way of doing it. And moreova, Its gon go a long way to u know...

Skimpledawg:

Ua just one jolly good damsel around hia... Plz do tell Fantasyisland dah we need more of dah action part cos of d weather , u av a way of doing it. And moreova, Its gon go a long way to u know...

Don't fret dude. We are in the sexuality section now, remember? She gat no choice than to give us what we want.

olashas:

Don't fret dude. We are in the sexuality section now, remember? She gat no choice than to give us what we want.

Was kinda sad wen she redirected us back to the literature Section.... ..... Plz tell her we love it dia 'hot and rough'

olashas:

I knew it was only a matter of time

I tried nah; I held out for as long as I could but we back on track.

Fantasyisland:


I tried nah; I held out for as long as I could but we back on track.

Oh c'mon

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On Monday after work, Wole had had his bath then headed to the kitchen to make something. He ended with a plate of semovita and his delicious okro soup. In less than 6 minutes he had demolished the meal. He drank a glass of water then pushed the plates to a corner before turning on his television. It was his daily routine on most work days. It was not uncommon for him to sleep off on the couch and wake up by 2 or 3 am. When that happened, he would stumble across his plate as he made his way to the bedroom.

However today was different, the moment he turned on the television, a familiar sound came through. It was one he had been hearing a lot of lately. He looked at his phone and picked it up. It was none other than his new chat buddy - the boss's wife.

Eb: I'm sending you a picture

He stared at her message for sometime before typing a reply.

Wole: Really?

Eb: Yep

Wole: What is it?

Eb: Why not check it yourself

Wole looked around his small room but of course no one was around. However he was scared like someone would jump out from somewhere and see he was chatting with the boss's wife. His heart was racing really fast. It always happened like that whenever he was chatting with Mrs Ebube Uzoh. It scared him but fascinated him at the same time.

The chat session had been going on for quite a while now and he had heard enough to make a grown man blush. For instance he had heard the embarrassing tale that his benefactor suffered/once suffered from erectile dysfunction. Then it moved on to another gist - that he was no longer interested in sex! It was embarrassing to say the least and such stories only made Wole weak. In the meantime, he turned to Ebube's resident e-psychiatrist.

He felt awful hearing these things but he kept telling himself that he was helping her. At least he was not going to sleep with her. Ebube confided in him and he could use the opportunity to advise her from herself. That evening, Wole was set to play his role again but he had no idea that his patient was about to take it a notch up. He clicked on the picture with shaky hands and waited a bit for it to clear up. Suddenly he blinked twice and drew in a sharp intake of air.

Meanwhile at another part of town, Omole Estate to be precise, Ebube was still on her toilet seat. Her heart was beating fast but her focus was on her smart phone. She was not worried or ashamed just anxious. She was like a young mother who had sent off her precious toddler to school for the first time.

She was hoping her child had a great day! She waited for about 10 seconds but there was no reply and she was slightly disappointed. Didn’t he enjoy the lunch she painstakingly prepared and packed? Did that mean her child didn’t enjoy his first day? He had no choice though; he would have to return to school again and again until he was educated. In the same vein, she would send these sort of things again and again until it culminated in one thing - sex! So she typed the next sentence:

Eb: So? What do you think about it?

Eb: Ping

Eb: Ping

Eb: Ping

Eb:

Eb: What do you think?

Wole stared at the picture of a lilac pant. It was low waist and Ebube had pulled it further down so he could just get a peek of her recently shaved pubic region. After about a minute of contemplating on what to type, Wole finally replied:

Wole: You shouldn’t be doing stuff like this.