๐ LONELY WIVES ๐
Episode 2
Almost a fortnight later, I discovered Patricia’s secret myself.
I was sitting beside her in her Jeep at the back of the car while her driver, Sani drove us to her large boutique where we were to stop for her to pick up something before we went for the wedding reception of an acquaintance. We were chitchatting and I noticed that Patricia and her driver kept exchanging secret glances and smiles through the rearview mirror. The first time it happened, I thought nothing of it but when it happened the third time I realised that something weird was definitely up.
I said something to Patricia that made her laugh and then Sani, the driver suddenly interfered by chipping in his own words, leaving me surprised that a driver would dare interfere in a discussion between his madam and her friend and just when I thought Patricia would scold him for such an act, she laughed instead and added: โYou are such a naughty boy, Sani.โ
I held my peace and said nothing to her surprising statement. When we finally reached her boutique, she asked me to wait for her in the car as she got down. As she was about to go, she paused and said, โSani, please bring the bag from the trunk to my office now.โ With these words, she disappeared into her boutique where the security guard and her staff greeted her warmly and through the glass wall, I saw her simply acknowledge their greetings with a wave of a hand before walking up the stairs to her office above.
Sani soon disappeared into the boutique too, carrying a polythene bag. I sighed and waited in the car and slowly, time ticked by. Several minutes later, I was already growing impatient and when I checked my wristwatch, I realized that Patricia had been gone for more than thirty minutes. I wondered what was keeping her for so long and she was very well aware that we would be late for the wedding reception if we didnโt leave soon. I pulled out my smart phone and dialed her number but she didnโt take my call. I dialed her five more times, yet no answer.
In frustration, I got down the car and walked into the boutique. The staff didnโt care to stop me when I made for the stairs because they were familiar with me, instead they greeted me with warm smiles. I went up the stairs and without bothering to knock, I opened the door and what greeted my sight was a shock.
On the office desk, laid my friend on her back with her thighs widde 0pen. Her p@nties hung around one ankle and kneeling on the floor before her was Sani the driver. His head was buried between her thigghs and the way he was eating her sh@ved Honeypot while he twisted her n*****s simultaneously, one would think he had not eaten for days.๐
What struck me more was the way my friend whose eyes were closed, was m*****g and squirming and pulling his head closer for more like she was high on something. She had zipped down her lace dress, taken her arms out of the sleeves so that she could bare her m@ssive bre@sts and leave them to the mercy of her driverโs squeezing hands. The worst thing is that they were so engrossed in this oral act that they were oblivious of my presence.
โPatricia!โ I cried out in disgust. I had never had or@l s*x in my life because the thought of it seemed so repulsive and I had vowed never to indulge in such act.
She suddenly jolted to a sitting position while Sani was so startled by the sound of my voice that he reeled back and hit his head against the wall. Since he was still dressed, he quickly dashed out of the office unable to meet my eyes.
โYour driver?!โ I asked in disbelief.๐ฑ
