I sighed. If she needed some time, she would get it. There was no need I rushed her.

Two days later, Ruth was yet to give me an answer. We behaved normally in the office, but I knew she was stretching my patience to the limit. It was Friday. It looked like it was going to be a very eventful weekend.

By Saturday, I was expected to see Ms. Judith for the medical appointment. I wondered how things would turn out to be. As for Ruth, I wondered how long she would take to give me an answer.

A man must be ready for anything, whether the answer was negative or positive.
At the close of work, I went straight to my residence, thinking about the weekend. By seven in the evening, I got a call from Ms. Judith.

‘Good evening, Frank. How’re you doing?’ she asked.

‘I’m fine.’

‘Yeah, concerning what we discussed, the appointment is ten o’clock tomorrow morning. It’s at St. Dorcas Hospital, Ijaiye Road, Ogba. You can take a bike from Ogba main bus stop to the place.’

‘Okay, that will be no problem.’

‘Alright, see you.’

‘Okay, madam.’

I sighed after the line was disengaged.

Nodding to myself, I had no doubt that I would be keeping that appointment.

The following morning, I was at the appointed place by quarter to ten. I put a call to Ms. Judith.

‘Good morning, madam. I’m at the car park of the hospital.’

‘Oh, that’s good of you. I’m already inside. Ask of Dr. Florence Daboh. I’m in her consulting room.’

‘Okay.’

I sighed and entered the one-storey hospital building. The receptionist directed me to Dr. Daboh’s consulting room. I met Judith already there, sitting on one of the visitors’/patients’ chairs.

‘Oh, thank God you can make it, Frank. I’m so glad you’re here.’

I grinned. ‘Good morning, madam. Good morning doctor.’

‘Good morning,’ the doctor replied. She was a plump woman who should be in her mid-forties. She had a round face and an easy smile. ‘Please, sit down.’

‘Thank you.’ I sat down and stared at her.

‘Yes, without wasting time,’ the doctor said, ‘let’s get down to the main issue. Are you ready to make the donation?’

The way she said it reminded me of a previous encounter I had with a representative of a charity organization.

She had asked the same question.

‘Yes,’ I replied simply.’

The doctor smiled again. ‘Okay. She took a small tube from her table, handed it to me and stood up. ‘That’s what you will use. You will spill your semen in it. Come.’

I stood up too while she moved towards a cubicle-like partition. ‘You can go in there. Take your time. Have a nice time.’

I grinned wryly to myself. A nice time indeed. Within four minutes, I was back in the office with the tube almost filled up.

‘Ah, very good of you,’ Doctor Daboh said as she took the tube from me. I could see that she was now wearing hand gloves.

Judith too smiled up at me. ‘You don’t really know how grateful I am, Francis,’ she said.

I smiled it off. ‘It’s a pleasure, madam.’ I sat down again, but not for long. I had done what I came there to do.

‘I’ll be on my way again, madam,’ I said.

‘Yes, Francis. Don’t worry, before the end of today, I’ll send you something worthwhile.’

I nodded. ‘Alright, madam. Goodbye, doctor.’

‘Goodbye,’ the two women answered.

I left the room and the hospital.


Get the full download from: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto/28460

Nice update.

Thanks for the update

FrankAkowe:


The doctor smiled again. ‘Okay. She took a small tube from her table, handed it to me and stood up. ‘That’s what you will use. You will spill your semen in it. Come.’

I stood up too while she moved towards a cubicle-like partition. ‘You can go in there. Take your time. Have a nice time.’

I grinned wryly to myself. A nice time indeed. Within four minutes, I was back in the office with the tube almost filled up.

‘Ah, very good of you,’ Doctor Daboh said as she took the tube from me. I could see that she was now wearing hand gloves.

Judith too smiled up at me. ‘You don’t really know how grateful I am, Francis,’ she said.

I smiled it off. ‘It’s a pleasure, madam.’ I sat down again, but not for long. I had done what I came there to do.

‘I’ll be on my way again, madam,’ I said.

‘Yes, Francis. Don’t worry, before the end of today, I’ll send you something worthwhile.’

I nodded. ‘Alright, madam. Goodbye, doctor.’

‘Goodbye,’ the two women answered.

I left the room and the hospital.


Get the full download from: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto/28460

There are some donations that bring about trouble, Frank. Beware.

Kudos, op.

Janet96:



There are some donations that bring about trouble, Frank. Beware.

Kudos, op.

You are right.

I smiled it off. ‘It’s a pleasure, madam.’ I sat down again, but not for long. I had done what I came there to do.

‘I’ll be on my way again, madam,’ I said.

‘Yes, Francis. Don’t worry, before the end of today, I’ll send you something worthwhile.’

I nodded. ‘Alright, madam. Goodbye, doctor.’

‘Goodbye,’ the two women answered.

I left the room and the hospital.

Some hours later, I got a call from Ms. Judith.

‘Thank you for the other time, Francis. I need your account details. Can you send them to me by text message?’

‘No problem, madam. I’ll do that right away.’

I sent the text to her number. Within a couple of minutes, I received a text alert informing me of a transfer of one hundred thousand naira into my account.

* * *

It was during lunch break on Wednesday of the following week that Ruth indicated that she was ready to give me the reply to my proposition.

‘Before I say anything,’ she said, ‘I really want to be sure that you mean what you have said.’

I was nonplussed. I thought we had gone past that level. ‘I mean everything I’ve told you, Ruth,’ I said.

‘You mean you really love me?’

What a question. Did she think I was just teasing her, or I was a loafer who played on ladies’ emotions? What did she expect me to say?

‘Yes, I really love you, my dear,’ I enthused.

She was still unconvinced. ‘Do you promise to always love me, no matter what?’

I nodded. That shouldn’t be a difficult thing to promise, was it? I stood up and put my right hand across my left chest.

‘Yes, I, Francis Akowe, do hereby solemnly promise you, Ruth, that I will always love you whether in rain or in shine.’

She grinned. ‘Oh, come on. I didn’t mean you should be so dramatic. Alright, I believe you now. My answer is yes.’

I was genuinely happy about her affirmative declaration. ‘Gee, Ruth. That was good news.’ I went to her table. ‘Can you please stand up for one moment? I will like to give you a hug.’

She stood up and closed her eyes, like an innocent school girl about to be kissed. I gave her a hug, and kissed her on the side of the neck. That was a peculiar kiss I had just made, and believe me I only did that to the one I really loved.

She didn’t look disappointed that I didn’t touch the lips. That would be for another time when things became really intimate.

‘Now that I can see your seriousness,’ she said, ‘let me assure you that I will give you all the love a woman should give a man. Believe me, I will give you all.’

I nodded. ‘That will be mutual. I will do the same thing too.’

That was the beginning of my love relationship with Ruth. It turned out to be the most significant love relationship I ever had with a lady in my life.

That weekend, she visited me in my little abode. I had tried to make my apartment look as presentable as possible. I tried to arrange things to the best of my ability.

She came in around ten in the morning, looking even prettier in her jeans trousers and white t-shirt.

‘Hello, my dear,’ I greeted and gave her a peck.

‘Hello.’

I had decided I would take her to a nearby eatery to fete her, but she had a surprise for me.

‘Can you take me to the kitchen? I’ve brought some ingredients and I will like to cook.’

‘Cook?’

‘Yes, I’m going to prepare fried rice and salad.’

‘Wow!’

I took her to the kitchen and stayed with her. We chatted over this and that while she cooked. She also fried some chicken with the meal.

Now, this was remarkable. If I was looking for a lady that could cook as a wife, then I should look no further.


You can get the complete story from: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto/28460

Love is beautiful. Thanks

Commenting With Smiles On My Face

wia is our writer oooooooooooooo

Love sweet oooo

Thanks for the update

I had decided I would take her to a nearby eatery to fete her, but she had a surprise for me.

‘Can you take me to the kitchen? I’ve brought some ingredients and I will like to cook.’

‘Cook?’

‘Yes, I’m going to prepare fried rice and salad.’

‘Wow!’

I took her to the kitchen and stayed with her. We chatted over this and that while she cooked. She also fried some chicken with the meal. Now, this was remarkable. If I was looking for a lady that could cook as a wife, then I should look no further.

‘Wow, you surely know how to cook,’ I said the moment I took the first bite of the food.

The meal was indeed delicious. After it, I brought a red wine I had kept in the refrigerator out. I poured it inside glasses.

‘I hope it’s non-alcoholic,’ she said.

‘It is. I’m a teetotaler myself.’

We clinked glasses and drank. I wasn’t very romantic, but I tried as much as possible to keep the conversation going and to look as keen as possible. We sat side by side on the couch.

Tentatively, I held her left hand. Her acquiesce encouraged me to wrap my right hand across her shoulders.

‘I hope you’re not thinking of taking me to bed,’ she said.

I laughed sheepishly. Not all men were the same, dear Ruth, I thought. I did not really fancy taking a lady to bed on the first date and I was not thinking of starting with Ruth. ‘No, darling.’

‘Really?’

‘Really. I’m glad to be holding you so intimately like this. Are you not okay with this?’

She shrugged. ‘It’s okay, as long as it doesn’t go beyond that.’

That precluded any further intimate move from me. All we had to do was to chat. Ruth was with me till early afternoon before she stood up to go.

I accompanied her to the bus stop, thanked her for all she had done and waved at her as the bus she took drove off. I called her a couple of hours later to ask if all was well with her.

‘There’s no problem,’ she replied. ‘Thanks for your hospitality.’

‘I should be the one to thank you,’ I replied. ‘Hope your ride back home was smooth.’

She laughed shortly. ‘Yes, it was. Thanks for your concern.’

We chatted a bit more before disengaging the line.
Two days later was Monday. Early in the day, by six a.m., she called my line.

‘Good morning, dear,’ she greeted.

‘Good morning, love,’ I replied, wondering why her call was coming early in the morning.

‘Frank, I’ll be late in coming to work today,’ she said.

‘Hope no problem.’


You can get the full download from: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto/28460

Op, I was beginning to think you have abandoned this book. Glad you are back.

Well done OP

Nice update.

A quite sensational story you've got here mr akowe.

Nice update.

Two days later was Monday. Early in the day, by six a.m., she called my line.

‘Good morning, dear,’ she greeted.

‘Good morning, love,’ I replied, wondering why her call was coming early in the morning.

‘Frank, I’ll be late in coming to work today,’ she said.

‘Hope no problem.’

‘No. I got a text message yesterday inviting me for an interview. I was expected to be there by nine this morning. In case madam asks about me, tell her I had to go to the clinic. When we see, I’ll tell you the details concerning the job.’

Telling madam that Ruth was sick was a lie, but I was ready to do it for her.

‘Okay, Ruth. Best of luck.’


‘Thanks. See you later.’

‘Alright. Bye.’

Hours later in the office, I not only covered Ruth up, I also did some of the work she should have done. She didn’t come to the office until few minutes to one.

‘Guess what?’ she asked, looking excited.

I looked at her wistfully. ‘You’ve got the job?’

‘You’ve guessed right.’

‘What! You’ve got that job?’

‘Yes, yes.’

I got up to give her a bear hug. ‘Oh, congrats baby!’

‘I’ve been asked to resume tomorrow.’

‘What? So fast?’

‘Yes.’ She opened her handbag to bring out her letter of employment and handed it to me. It was an oil company, Saturn Oil and Gas. I read quickly. When I got to her emoluments, I realized that by the time I calculated everything, it would probably be times three of what I earned.

‘Wow! This is good. Congratulations!’

‘Thank you.’

‘So, when exactly are you resuming?’

‘I said tomorrow.’


‘Wow!’

She wrote her resignation and went to give the administrative manager. It was getting to the end of the month, but she would have to forfeit her salary in lieu of one month notice of resignation. In the office,

I was going to miss Ruth terribly. She had been a good co-worker, friend, companion and recently, a lover.

On Tuesday, she resumed at her new place of work.

The office felt empty without her and I wished she was around. I missed her conversation, her smile and her warmth.

‘The company will soon get a replacement,’ Ms. Aka said. ‘We need another accounts officer in that office.’
‘Yes, ma’am.’

‘But you must keep the work going for now.’

I nodded. ‘Yes, ma’am.’

That weekend, Ruth again visited my residence on Saturday.



You can get the full story: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto/28460

Thanks for the update though it's short

Nice update.

Thanks for your update.

On Tuesday, she resumed at her new place of work. The office felt empty without her and I wished she was around. I missed her conversation, her smile and her warmth.

‘The company will soon get a replacement,’ Ms. Aka said. ‘We need another accounts officer in that office.’
‘Yes, ma’am.’

‘But you must keep the work going for now.’

I nodded. ‘Yes, ma’am.’

That weekend, Ruth again visited my residence on Saturday.

‘Ruth, my dear, good to see you.’
We kissed briefly.

‘So, how are you and your new job?’

‘Fine. I think I’m going to enjoy the place.’

I grinned and patted her right cheek. ‘Yeah, I can see that.’

We sat down and she snuggled up to me on the couch.

‘We need to celebrate your change of status,’ I put in.

She smiled. ‘I know.’ She opened her handbag and brought out a bottle of red wine. ‘Here. This is part of the celebration.’

‘Oh, good.’ I took the wine from her and read the label.

I had not seen the brand before but I had no doubt that it would be a good wine. I went to the kitchen to pick two wine glass cups, washed them and soon returned to the sitting-room. I popped the wine and filled the glasses.

‘This is to celebrate a beautiful lady on the move. Cheers!’

‘Cheers.’

We clinked the glasses and drank.

‘You’ve not known where I live,’ she said. ‘When will you know the place?’

I nodded. ‘That’s true. When do you want me to know?’

She shrugged. ‘When d’you want to know?’

I grinned. ‘What about next weekend?’

‘That’s okay.’

I nodded again.

‘So, how’s Madam Judith and the rest of the people at Apezlinks?’ she asked.

‘They’re all fine. I’m sure they all miss you, but I miss you most.’

She held my right hand. ‘Well, I’m here now for you.’

‘Yes, you are.’ I moved her closer with my right hand encircling her shoulders. But that was not the ultimate destination. It was a very gradual but determined movement. The hand went down the shoulders to her back.

But then, it soon moved in an encircling way to the bust. As soon as it rested on the cup of the bra of the right boob, she reacted.

‘Hmn, hmn. Not there,’ she protested lightly and removed the intruding hand.

‘Why not? Is it not part of showing love?’ I asked in fidget.

‘It is, but you have to be patient. There will be a time you’ll have everything to yourself, but for now, you have to wait.’

‘Wait?’ I asked almost in exasperation.

Since our relationship started, the farthest I had gone was briefly touching her boob, just as it was the case some seconds ago. Why was she behaving like she was a member of the convent?

‘Are you angry?’ she asked as she stared at me.

I managed a wry smile. ‘Oh, no. It’s okay.’

‘Are you sure? So, why’re you frowning?’

I managed a forced smile again. ‘Really? Frowning? I thought I was smiling.’

‘Don’t worry. You’ll soon have access to all that you want to do.’

I nodded. ‘Let me ask: are you still a virgin?’

She smiled briefly. ‘No, but I’m very reserved in sexual matters.’

I nodded. So, she was reserved in intimacy matter, bah? No problem. I would wait.



The following week, the days moved slowly. Just as Ms. Judith Aka promised, a new accounts clerk was employed to fill the gap left by Ruth. Henry Ogah soon showed himself to be the talkative type who would bring up issues like the latest European league matches or politics and politicians.

I tried to show interest in his discourse, though with reservations. As for Ruth, there was no single day that we would not converse on the telephone at least twice in a day.

Saturday finally came. It was the day I had promised to pay a visit to Ruth in her parents’ house. She had earlier texted the address to me. I knew Isaac John Street at Ikeja G.R.A, and getting to number 280B should not be a problem.

I had told her I would be there by ten a.m. since the traffic was light and since I had left home earlier, by twenty minutes to ten, I was at the gate of the house that occupied the number.

I had to check the number again to be very sure that I was in the right place.


Download the full story: https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto/28460

Nice update.

Nice update.

Thanks for the update

You can get a FREE Preview copy of The Love Grotto here:

https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto_preview_copy/28461

FrankAkowe:
You can get a FREE Preview copy of The Love Grotto here:

https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto_preview_copy/28461

Kudos.

FrankAkowe:
You can get a FREE Preview copy of The Love Grotto here:

https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto_preview_copy/28461

Thanks for the offer.

FrankAkowe:
You can get a FREE Preview copy of The Love Grotto here:

https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto_preview_copy/28461

Thanks for this, just finished reading the preview

FrankAkowe:
You can get a FREE Preview copy of The Love Grotto here:

https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/the_love_grotto_preview_copy/28461

Nice one.

Nice story.