MY RICH WIFE
A Story by Ayodele Adeoye
Episode Five
Kauna was more friendly and more attractive than Jocelyn. While her sister is away only the two of us were left in the house. The promise to get me a job was forgotten. I spent most of my time at home. The two weeks vacation brought me closer to Kauna than my wife. We gist, watch movies together and we eat together whenever her sister is not around. Kauna began to have feelings for me. As beautiful as kauna is, she does not have a boyfriend yet she was in 300 level in the university. This seemed to be a trend in their house because of their status in the society.
If I had met Kauna earlier than Jocelyn and I was given an option, I would have chosen Kauna. The unthinkable started happening when she began doing some irresistible and provocative dressing in the house. I thought I was a disciplined Christian until I began to lust and fall for Kauna. All her body languages and seductive moves were well understood by me.
Two days to the end of her vacation, she went to take her bath in the general bathroom instead of using the bathroom in Jocelyn’s room. The general bathroom is such that you have to pass through the sitting room to get in and out. She targeted me before acting her drama when I was deeply buried in Chelsea Vs ManU match. On her way back from the bathroom she pretended to have slipped from the tiled floor, she fell down and was screaming. I rushed to assist her but her towel was almost off her body, any attempt to lift her up will make the towel fall off her body. I knew the whole drama was to get at me so I played in. I lifted her and the towel fell, I pretended as if I was shy and wanted her to tie up her towel but she was bold. Why are you hiding your face, don’t you like what you are seeing? She asked me in a romantic voice. Her screams for pain was all part of the script. Carry me up, she requested. I crossed my right hand around her waist and lifted her with my left hand and that was it. I committed adultery, not just with any woman but my own sister-in-law. I did my first honeymoon at the lap of my sister-in-law instead of my wife after seven weeks of marriage.
That experience was like a mustard seed planted on my mind. I needed more of such experience. My wife was not available but her sister was available and ready so I pitched my tent in her arms. Kauna extended her vacation with one week, all in an attempt to get enough of me. Our sexual romp became a daily affair right under her sister’s roof for one week two days. My plan to make my wife a woman was since forgotten. Her sister had stolen my heart and gave me what she couldn’t give me for more than a month.
After Kauna reluctantly left, I missed her so much because my loneliness resumed and all my experience with her was cut short. My fear of God was thrown to the waste bin. Am I the cause or Jocelyn? I knew this was going to affect my relationship with God but I couldn’t resist Kauna. Jocelyn was not available, Kauna was available. We kept communicating with Kauna after she left. Kauna gave me emotional appetizer but not available to give me the real meal. I resumed my plan to get at my wife. This time I must do ot or else I will walk out of the marriage and build my tent with Kauna.
Before you condemn me help me advice women who normally deny their husbands s*x to desist from it.
MY RICH WIFE
A Story by Ayodele Adeoye
Episode Six
That day I was bold. “I will walk straight to her room and demand for my marital right” I told myself. If she denies me then that will be my basis for walking out of the marriage. How is she able to cope without intimacy with her husband for close to two months? Maybe she’s seeing someone else? I began to imagine what type of woman Jocelyn was. I didn’t bother to prepare any special meal this time, why must I lure my own wife into making love with her? I will take what belongs to me today. I assured myself.
She was a bit early today, she came back some few minutes pass five. As she was entering her room I followed her behind. Welcome Jocelyn, how was work today? I greeted. Fine, what can I do for you, she asked and giving a sign that connotes hurry up and ask for what you want and leave. This time it isn’t money or any material things, I want you, I want to make love to my wife. This is two months we’ve been married and I have never seen your pant, today I want us to do what husband and wife normally do. She looked at me with disdain, you want to do what husband and wife use to do but you have never done what men used to do. How much did you spend in our wedding? Since I knew you what have you ever bought for me? Not even a bra or earrings. Now you want to do what husband and wife normally do, come and do it now let me see you. Selfish man, I will go to work from morning till evening almost every day just to put food on the table for you and now you are asking me for s*x without ever considering my feelings and how tedious my job is. Come and do it let me see you. She talked like the marriage wasn’t her idea.
I moved closed to her trying to touch her but she gave me a push that landed me on the flood. I became very angry, how can a woman molest me this way? This is the time to show her that I maybe poor but I am still a man. I stood up in anger and grabbed her like I was going to fight her. We struggled together for minutes and I overpowered her and tried to get into her forcefully. “Are you trying to rape me?” She asked helplessly. I didn’t mind her anyway. I took it by force. “The kingdom of God suffers violence and the violent take it by force” I quoted the Bible.
I left her there and went back to my room. I heard her making some calls minutes later. Jocelyn had called her father telling him how I abused and raped her. One hour later I heard a knock at the door, but before i could get there, Jocelyn did. To my surprise two police officers were behind the door.
“Hello, are you Patrick Hassan?” One the police officers asked me.
“Yes I am, how may I help you?” I replied.
“You are under arrest for rape, physical abuse and attempted murder” he said.
Quickly I asked the police officers, can a husband rape his wife? They didn’t answer my question as they ordered me to move. I was handcuffed like a criminal and taken away for making love to my wife after two months of denial.
What should I have done? Continue to look at my wife like mirror? I was tortured for three days without anybody coming to take my bail. This is purely oppression of the poor by the rich. Jocelyn just used the hand of wealth to slap me. I was kept with hardened criminals while in cell. When I was finally asked to write a statement, I was forced to write what they dictated to me. Anytime I tried to raise an objection the police officer will hit me with his baton. I was made to write a statement to rope me into what was not the true picture of what happened.
