Will you blame me...?
I love my wife and we have been married for two
blissful years; trust me marriage is sweet.
Everything was how it should be.
The love between us was so much we did nothing independently. We actually met in a studio. I was her guest and then the chemistry developed.
Maybe I should call it a planned
work because as a relationship consultant, I had seen a lot not to mention things
I heard. Let’s just say the gravity of what I knew left me single till I was
brought in as a guest. Walking into the studio, I felt the aura but as much as I tried to dissuade it, it kept dancing around my medulla.
I wasted no time, though the
ladies that wanted me as their man got disappointed. What do you expect, I am
not so catchy like that but I know what I carry and that I kept to myself.
We got married and I was all for
it. Things got weird when I started experiencing women both young and old; who started making passes at me. At first I thought it was a normal thing but then
it got worse the night I got a strange call from one Sinat, that’s right.
“….am I on to Ran" she asked
seductively. What an effrontery, she actually called me by my name and I got
pissed……
“…can I help you? I asked
gentlemanly
“….yes, you …know we can do one
or two things for each other, it’s no more news that you are good in bed. She flirted.
That settled it. My wife had been
broadcasting how good I am in bed and now she had no idea what the repercussions are.
“…..Honey, how come I have 500
followers on my instagram in a day?” I asked my wife.
“it’s a good thing… ?” she said excitedly
“But they are all women?” I queried further
“Really, what is it they need?” She
asked
“Me”. I answered
"That's nice...enjoy it" she said nonchalantly
I am going to enjoy it and you all should not blame me. She started it but will she accept it.
She doesn’t know what she gat
coming…
written by: omolarawrites
Picture source: Google
Copyright 2018
Life is tragedy to those that
feels and a comedy to them that thinks.
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