A DAY WITH FAMILY

I had a great time taking down an Amala empire with the help of my ever loyal stomach. It is always a fantastic thing when you find a place where you can eat like you are home. I am supposed to be on a diet. I don’t even know why I do this to myself.

My day went quite fast. I went down to the carwash…my car was beginning to look like a dump. I threw anything and everything I wouldn’t put in my house into my car. Discarded bits from my rendezvous all went there. To imagine this was a car I loved and bought? Yeah, love is a fleeting sensation.

I made some calls on behalf of Mr. X and got him hooked up on some deal he wanted. That man has some nerves though. I called to give him the good news and he claimed he was busy and I should call back. In my usual fashion, I rushed through the gist in Five seconds and cut off the line only for him to call back sounding happy and interested in a conversation. I politely declined and continued my day.

On getting home, I felt lonely. The Hubby was away on some business deal. I packed my bags and went off to the family house. I love family. Nice meals, Wi-Fi, Premium Channel DSTV, non-blinking electricity supply. Yes, I love them

Mrs. Y

WEIRD 2 DAYS

I don’t know why I do some of the things I do honestly.

I thought I could get some peace and quiet on Tuesday night. I ducked the Hubby and landed at Mr. X’s place. Did I do it because Mr. X suspected I was seeing someone else? Did I do because Iya got me in a fix with her phone call during lunch with Mr. X sitting across from me trying hard not to show interest in a conversation he was obviously eavesdropping in?

I really do not know but I guess I felt a little guilty with “Yes Mummy, I’ll be seeing him this evening” when that ‘him’ was not Mr. X.

The night was uneventful and for some moments, it felt good. I slept off peacefully shrugging off Mr. X’s touches. For a moment, his touch made my skin crawl. It was alien to me at that point.

Then the morning came and World Peace shattered. I tried to shrug off the nauseating feeling of being touched by Mr. X. I quickly showered and got dressed. Work was going to be eventful. I don’t know if Mr. X was having a horny carryover but somehow he got me back to where I left off and there I was getting my nice prim dress ruined and my parts plugged.

I wasn’t that happy but as the time went by, all I wanted to do was get to work. he irritated me.

getting to work, I tried to wave off the feeling and get back into the groove. He didn’t encourage it.

Fast forward to last night, I told him I was putting myself in the line of danger and he didn’t bother to check up on me. I still went to his place and found him happily asleep.

I was hurt last night but ashamed that I had thrown myself at this man.

The Hubby has been quite nice…checking up, loving up. I have to change.

Mrs. Y

ANOTHER DAY

So my day flew past yesterday without events till evening. No, it’s not what you think. This was work. I thought I was getting off early. I called Mr. X and it turns out he was busy too. I called the Hubby and he too was busy…whaaaaaaaaat?! I decided to stick around and finish up some outstanding work when I got dragged off to the Boss’s place.

It was some three (3) hours of grueling work. It was already 10pm and I was tired. I drove home slowly, thinking, debating and driving. Dangerous stuff, I know. How do I close this window of conception with the goal achieved and still get some much needed sleep tonight? It was too much for my body to handle at that moment. All I needed was to soak my feet in some very chilled water mixed with a bottle of foamy content Iya gave to me. She says it makes your skin smooth but I use it to calm the muscles of my feet.

I got to my Apartment, stepped out of the car, beheld the vision of my Electricity Company in all its glory blazing the street with light. I thought of my silent house, my lone moments and the chilling Air-conditioning system. Then I thought of the Hubby and the sleeplessness of last night. I shrugged and went inside my house

I could not do all that again today.

I saw a text and several missed calls when I woke up this morning.

“My darling, I’m sorry I was busy yesterday, I had to go get you a new phone as you complained yesterday. I forgot and didn’t want you to leave home without it today. I was worried about you. Are you ok?”

That was the Hubby.

I also got a message from Mr. X

“You no dey sleep?”

Mrs. Y