🍎SLEEP WITH MY HUSBAND🍎
By Rejoice J.
Chapter Eight
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-DESIRE-
Restless, walking to and fro in my room, I’ve been battling with so many thoughts for hours and yet I haven’t been able to make a choice.
Just to be indoors and think about my life, I had to lie to Remi that I went to see a friend who resides in the city and that I might be returning late. He asked for an address so he could come pick me up but I told him not to worry. It’s not as if I left this room. I just wanted to be alone so I could think well and again, seeing him might push me into telling him the truth which I’ve realized that I can’t.
My gaze were fixed on the dress I had laid on the bed, wondering if I really made the right choice by coming here to sleep with a married man for money.
Only three hours is left before Eight o’clock and yet I’m still struggling to accept the fact that i’m actually going to have s£x with Eric Wilfred tonight. But I came here for this, so why I’m I suddenly feeling another way. Why is my conscience trying to beat me, if it isn’t even beating me already? Why does it feel like i’m going to spend the rest of my life regretting tonight?
I came here with all confidence and determination, but all of a sudden I’m nervous, anxious and rethinking if I should do it.
I could only point at one reason. Remi.
I knew that meeting Remi would cause this for me and I’ve been getting a push to tell him the truth, but I know that if I do, he’ll walk away. No man would want to love a woman who is willing to sleep with a married man for money.
‘I don’t want him to walk away. I’ve gotten attracted to him in a way that I don’t want to loose him.
But what if I tell Eric Wilfred instead? What if I tell him who I really am and every other truth he needs to know?
But if I do, then what next? I’ll go back to Lagos and start looking for a job?
‘No no no. I can’t..’ I shook my head.
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-ERIC WILFRED-
After a round of handshakes with the new business partners, I realized that it was time for me to make my way back to Mayron Hotel for a night of pleasure.
As I made my way to my car, I knew that Okey would come asking his questions again and yes, he did.
“Eric, are you really going to sleep with that lady?”
“Yes I already told you that,” I said.
“What do you intend to achieve in sleeping with the lady your wife sent to sleep with you? You’ll only end up as the bad person just like she want you to. Why don’t you just do the right thing than adding fire to the flame?”
“I just want to enjoy myself. I want to finally know what it feels like to cheat on my woman. If I don’t cheat on Tana, I won’t be able to forgive myself for being faithful to a cheating wife for six years,” I said.
“So after that, what next?” he asked, unsatisfied with my reason.
“Then she’ll have the divorce papers without even asking for it,” I said.
“Really Eric. Even if you want to cheat on your wife before filing for a divorce, why cheat with the same lady she sent?”
“Because it sound fun,” I said.
“Eric. I think you should think about this one more time my friend.”
“You know what Okey, I found out that Tana and her lover knew eachother long before I met her. I believe my marriage to Tana was a plan between her and her lover so she could achieve the wealth they needed and when she got it, she started planning for a divorce. She never wanted us to have a child because of him. It’s either she ab0rted the pregnancies immediately she saw a sign or she was on pills. This means that Tana has been cheating on me with him for six years.”
Okey gasped, “What!!?”
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said to a still shocked Okey and soon, I was driving out of the car park with my teary eyes.
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-DESIRE-
The low and timid sound of my knock touched on Eric Wilfred’s door twice and I waited anxiously, my heart beat rising more with each passing second.
I was on the peach dress that laid on my bed for hours with a white heels and pause to match. I don’t know how I did it but I got to the door at exactly eight o’clock.
When the door opened and I saw him, my heart flew and I felt my stomach sink inside with extreme anxiety.
What happened to the confidence I worked on myself earlier?
“Miss Jennifer,” he called, displaying a smile I would say is the first smile I’ve seen on his face.
“Hi…” I managed to breath out.
“Come in,” he said.
“Thank you..” I went in and saw a bottle of wine and two empty wine glasses on the table.
“Please have a seat,” he said and I took a seat on the sofa.
I tried to relax well so he doesn’t notice my anxiety. If I knew that I would be this anxious, I could have bought anxiety pills.
I checked the wine and seeing that it has a good percentage of alc0hol in it, I felt relieved knowing that it’s only alcohol that will help me in this situation.
But then I remembered that he doesn’t drink alc0hol.
So what is he going to drink or isn’t he going to drink at all? But there are two glasses.
He came over and sat on the sofa opposite mine.
“You look pretty,” he said.
“Thanks..” I said.
“So we’re going to have a drink and well…. get to know each other more.. but don’t mind me, I don’t drink much, so I’ll just have a little, the rest is yours,” he said.
Hmm.. he doesn’t want to be honest about having a lite head.
“That’s alright,” I smiled, hoping my smile didn’t appear awkward.
Soon, we began the drinking and the conversation, and just like he said, he was only having a little drop after drops but I needed mine for more confidence so I took more.
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“Stop..” I muttered as Eric’s lips got to my neck.
He didn’t stop but went on to kiss my neck while his right fingers trailed my back, finding my dress zip and I could feel my heart beating fast.
It all began with the drinking and the conversation. He introduced himself as Eric Wilfred, CEO of a Travel Agency and married for six years. Then I introduced myself as Jennifer Daniels, CEO of a boutique shop and Single.
Thirty minutes later, his lu$tful eyes on me began, followed by an approach.
He took my hands, stood me up to my feet and started kissing me.
I couldn’t believe it but I needed to believe it, embrace it and do what I’m supposed to do which is the camera.
I never thought it’ll happen this way… It was quicker than than thought it will. The strongly faithful husband seems to be what they said he’s not. The confidence in him doesn’t feel like one who is just cheating on his wife for the first time. The way he’s kissing me and working his hands around my body.
Is that what I’m supposed to be bothered about right now?
No! It’s placing the camera.
But the more I thought of how to create a chance to place the camera somewhere, the more he kissed me and the more he kissed me, the more I feel like I don’t want to do it.
No.. I can’t, I can’t do this. I can’t.
“Stop.. I can’t,” I said louder and pushed him off me.
“Why?” he asked, his gaze at me.
“I have to go,” I said, adjusted my dress and started going for my purse, hoping I don’t regret this decision that I just made.
I should have known that I won’t be confident enough to sleep with a married man. I shouldn’t have been here. I’m telling Lora once I get into my room. I rather search for job than do this.
“Tana has paid assasins to k!ll you once you get to Lagos,” he said immediately I grabbed the doorknob.
Hold on..
I turned, “What do you mean?”
He shrugged, “I know the reason why you are here, Desire.”
What???
Did he just call my name?
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TBC
