Lonely Wives episode 4

🔞 LONELY WIVES 🔞

Episode 4

Winifred’s POV

That day, I had refused to continue to the wedding reception. With the way that I was feeling, I decided that I didn’t want to be anywhere near Patricia for now, especially when she felt no remorse whatsoever. Turning away, I walked out of the boutique and hailed a cab and that was how I went home. I wanted nothing whatsoever to do with Patricia anymore and I avoided her calls whenever she rung my line.

A week later on a Saturday afternoon, I was watching a movie when my doorbell rang. Wondering who it was since I was not expecting anyone, I walked to the door and to my surprise saw Amarachi. I hugged her so tight, well I was more than happy to have someone to talk to and ease my loneliness. After ushering her in, I served her some red wine which she gladly took. After exchanging necessary pleasantries, she finally cleared her throat and got down to her purpose of visiting.

“Winny, I heard you are no longer in good terms with Pat.” She gave me a subtle look of accusation, staring at me under her brows.

Hearing Patricia’s name, I simply looked away and said nothing. When I refused to reply, Amarachi pressed, “Winny, you won’t answer me?”

I rolled my eyes then asked, “She told you didn’t she?”

“Yes of course, she told me. We have all been friends since our university days.”

“Did she also tell you what she did?” I asked.

“What did she do?” She replied my question with a question.

“Do you know that Pat is sleeping with her driver?” I said quietly, expecting a normal response but all I got was laughter and it left me more confused. “What’s so funny?” I asked.

“What’s the big deal, baby girl?!” She asked, still laughing.

I drew my shoulders back in surprise and gave her a look. “You mean you knew all along?”

“Abeg!” She waved a dismissive hand. “Na today? Nothing is hidden under the sun, my dear.”

“You knew all this time and you never told me?!” I asked in shock, growing angry now.

“Wetin eye never see? We simply did not tell you because your church girl is too much, you wouldn’t have understood our plight! And besides, the last thing we wanted was someone dashing off to tell our husbands!” Amarachi stated.

“You think I’d snitch on you guys?” I placed my hand on my chest. “Even though I am not in support of adultery, I would never tell on you.”

“Right…” Amarachi simply said. “Let’s see how holy you will remain now that your husband has moved to Canada. Your plight is even worse because you have no child to keep your company nor comfort you.”

I gave her a sad and annoying look. “You don’t have to rub it in.”

“Winny, I’m not trying to rub anything in, I’m just telling you the truth. We might have all the money we could want but the truth is life is not fair on us sexually and we can’t just sit back and fold our arms. In as much as you wouldn’t admit it, s*x is very important.”

I caught on to the pronoun she had been using for a while now. “What do you mean by we?”

She paused and gave me a scrutinizing look for a moment as if considering whether to tell me a secret or not. Finally, she made up her mind and sighed. Adjusting to the edge of her seat, she began: You know that my husband is a sailor?”

“Yes, I’m well aware.” I answered.

“And you know he’s hardly around?”

“Yes.” I answered, eager for her to get to the point.

“So when he’s gone for six months to 1 year, how do you suggest I tame my hormones, prayer and fasting?”

“You could just wait.” I stated.

“You are not normal.” She gave me a disgruntled look. “You think it’s easy right? You think my body is made of wood, right? Well, why should I blame you? You know nothing! Your marriage is not even up to a year, so why should I expect you to understand?”

“What are you insinuating?” I asked suspiciously. “Are you also-”

“Whatever that is, it’s a yes.” She Declared.

I gaped at her in disbelief. “You mean that you are also-”

“Yes and let me tell you my story…” She placed the glass of drink down on the coffee table and began her story………

To Be Continued!

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