An Awakening 3




Over drinks, Afolabi suggested I try having a side chic.
‘ This is the way I see it, a side chic will be more economical than having or marrying a second wife. Think of your church, your reputation. Side chics operate on a code of silence. She’ll be in the shadows. Satisfy you sexually and give you children. But that your wife sha, with that volumptously provocating  figure, no action, what a waste!’
I eye him pensively. My thoughts are far away. What if Ife  gets to find out. Truth is ,I still love her and I wouldn’t want to hurt her. At the same time, I was dying slowly but surely.
As if reading my thoughts, he continued' Don’t worry, she won’t find out'.
Afolabi introduced me to a friend of his, a much younger lady. I liked her and we got talking. She was quiet, very reserved but surprisingly fun loving and very adventurous. I told her expressively what I wanted, needed from a woman. She wasn’t just fantastic  at love making, I discovered, she genuinely liked me and wanted me to be happy. At this stage ,I had changed jobs and could be regarded as very comfortable. I got her an apartment fully furnished and put her on an allowance. No more sexual tension or frustration, for she and I were very compatible and her sex drive as high as mine. She was willingly to learn, which made our encounters sizzingly exciting!
Soon, Ife noticed I was longer haranguing her for sex. She would say good night and I would kiss her platonically , move over to my own side of the bed and sleep, sated from my encounter with Biola. Why bother with a fish when you have a whole whale to yourself?

To be continued…

Comments

  1. JMApril 8, 2020 at 1:48 PM

    Wow!!! I am hooked to your writing... this is explicit and apt. Welldone.

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  2. UnknownApril 8, 2020 at 10:53 PM

    I cnt just wait to have more of this, the sky is your limit...Keep it up

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  3. UnknownApril 8, 2020 at 11:06 PM

    The fact that you aren't touching the one at home gets a frown from me. You must make her continuously feel loved and if the outside gets pregnant, prepare to let her have the baby abroad and keep her there.

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  4. UnknownApril 8, 2020 at 11:18 PM

    Good writing skills and I love the way you tell your story. However,.........

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  5. Julius TopohozinApril 8, 2020 at 11:21 PM

    Interestingly intriguing! No man in his senses will run from where he gets comfort even if it is in the devil's arms. Good story!

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  6. UnknownApril 8, 2020 at 11:25 PM

    Well spoken structures, keep it up,more inspiration

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  7. Tope AlabiApril 8, 2020 at 11:31 PM

    God bless you and more knowledge. Can’t wait to see end of this story

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  8. RajiApril 9, 2020 at 12:58 AM

    The idea is good the husband needs to let ife know that she have to cherish what she has there are a lots of ladies out there that are looking for a guy to hold onto.... Keeping side chic will make his wif3 sit tight and behave well at home

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  9. UnknownApril 9, 2020 at 2:23 AM

    This is getting interesting.

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  10. AdemolaApril 9, 2020 at 8:05 AM

    "I was dying slowly but surely..." Enjoying the story line.

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  11. UnknownApril 9, 2020 at 11:56 AM

    What will happen now, the suspense is killing me

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  12. PtaniApril 12, 2020 at 12:54 AM

    Tutu you are good abeg

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  13. UnknownApril 12, 2020 at 7:36 AM

    I can't wait to know the end of the story

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  14. UnknownApril 12, 2020 at 11:06 AM

    Trouble

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  15. UnknownApril 14, 2020 at 3:09 PM

    Getting juicy Tutu

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  16. UnknownApril 14, 2020 at 3:10 PM

    Getting juicy Tutu

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