I don’t know if I should start with an introduction of
myself, maybe, maybe not. But this is my story and regardless of how it goes
down, life goes on.
My name is Martin and this is the story of my life.
The
story on how I lost the only thing that ever mattered in my entire being -My
Wife-.
It
all started on a cool Friday night, after the days work, I was on my
matrimonial bed, all cuddled up with my loving wife when she told me her little
cousin will be coming over to stay with us for a while to enable her get
together her academic stuff in order to be admitted into the university of
Lagos. At first, I didn’t think it was a brilliant idea; we were still newly
wedded as I liked to term us, though we have been almost a year together as a
couple.
Moreover I was still enjoying the solitude of the woman that agreed to
spend the rest of her life with me. After much persuasion from my wife, I
decided that another human presence in the one-storey duplex we lived in
wouldn’t do much harm but little did I know. This was the beginning of my end.
My wife was very pleased with my decision and to return the favor. She thanked
me with a glorious round of s*x before we dozed off, what a way to groove into
the weekend.
The
early hours of Saturday morning were really eventful except for my visit to the
gym in the neighborhood. By the time I got back, my wife already left for her
supermarket; I guess I left the gym later than usual, well I had no complain
since my breakfast was ready as I figured. I headed to our room to freshen up,
after that, I headed down to the dinning room and had my breakfast. I spend
most of my Saturdays watching football matches so I went straight to the living
room after my meal to entertain myself.
I got a call from my wife later
explaining why she had to leave the house early; she had to go pick up her
cousin from the park later that day. I was almost half asleep when I was
dragged back to consciousness by the sound of a car entering our compound
around 5 pm. I peeped through the window to discover it was my wife; she was
accompanied by what I would describe as the beauty goddess, her cousin I guess. I went down to welcome them in.
as they entered I couldn’t believe my eyes. She wasn’t just the goddess of
beauty; she was also the definition of s**y. I snapped back to reality when I
heard my wife’s voice. I think she was introducing her cousin and her name was
Linda. I could tell from her reaction that Linda caught me staring at her and
she liked it. Linda was taken to her room by my wife and was told to join us
for dinner in one hour.
For
the past week, I have been so busy with my work to the extent I haven’t seen
Linda the whole week though she was busy with her school stuff too. It was
already another Saturday and my wife had to travel to Asaba for business. So I
was left at home for the weekend. I thought this was my golden opportunity but
I realized later it was the first step to the manifestation of my misery. After
breakfast that morning, I went to my room for a little nap. After a few hours
sleep, the loud music from the living room woke me up, so I went downstairs to
know what was going on. I found Linda lost in the song the sound system was
playing; she did not even notice my presence. I stood there watching her, or
should I say truthfully, adoring her. She must have noticed my presence as she
turned with the most seductive smile I have ever seen. She danced towards me
while I stood there like I was fixed to that spot.
When she got closer, she
planted a soft kiss on my lips and rocked the semi-erection I had down my pants
to a rock hard erection. Somehow I managed to recover from the fantasy she put
me in and left the living room without a word. As I was leaving, I heard
chuckle softly. On Sunday morning, I did not feel like going to church, Linda
was also around for reasons I don’t want to know. She made breakfast and served
me in my bedroom because I have not exited my room since I woke up. I finished
my meal and entered the bathroom to have a quick bath, after the bath, I got
out of the bathroom fully naked and there was Linda opening the door to my
room, I was standing there, speechless as her seductive eyes traveled all over
me, mostly my waist region. She mustered an apology something about coming in
to clear the dishes. As she turned to leave, I rushed and held her hand,
turning her to face me. I don’t know where or how I got the courage but the
next moment, I found myself wrestling her tongue with mine, the kiss was so
intense that if the tongue was a weapon, our mouth would be damaged
permanently. The way I tore her clothes to pieces was ferocious but
surprisingly, she liked it.
I couldn’t believe it, those boobs, ass and the
center of attraction; her pu**y was all mine to take. I was all over her,
eventually I made her day with three unforgettable rounds of the best s*x she’s
ever had and she confessed she do love to have more daily. I told her we could
work out something. My wife returned later that evening and everywhere was cool
once again. Linda and I continued our little naughty actions whenever the house
was free, each time an opportunity to get naughty with Linda arose; I grabbed
it with both hands. Linda has been with us for over a month now and we have
been having s*x for three weeks now. Sometimes, I’d lie I was sick to skip
work. Sometimes I come home in the afternoon just to be with Linda until the
day I was caught. It was on Tuesday, I left for work early and my wife did the
same, during lunch, I went home straight. We were half way in when Linda started
crying, pushing and kicking me, I thought it was all part of the pleasure until
she got serious.
I looked up and got the shock of my life. With tears in her
eyes, my wife stood there motionless. It was then I realized Linda upped her
game and beat me to it. She just faked a rape, guess she must have noticed her
presence in the house earlier to save herself. No one will ever believe me, not
with all her theatrics in front of my wife. Linda packed her stuff and left our
house that moment. She told her parents I raped her when she got back home and
my wife confirmed in affirmation. She also packed and left me without a word
the next morning. That was the end of my marriage, my life. I am in prison as I
am writing this; Linda’s parents swore they would make sure I die in prison.
Like I said, regardless of how it goes down, life goes on.
This
is my story.
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