The Unfaithful husband has episode 2 – 3

THE UNFAITHFUL HUSBAND

Written by Henry Zibima

Episode 2

Esther narrates

I still couldn’t stop thinking about what ensued between me and my aunt’s husband the previous night…I could only wonder if he really meant his actions or maybe he was under the influence of alcohol.

It was the next morning and as usual I woke up early to start my chores;:I had done the dishes,swept the house,and even prepared breakfast.

I had already prepared Solomon and Divine for school.

Aunt Jennifer would be leaving very early for work today so I had to be fast as possible.
After about an hour, my aunt had woken up from her sleep.

She asked her first son — Frank who was already done with secondary school to call for me.

“My mum said you should meet her IMMEDIATELY” he said in an urgent tone.

His sentence frightened me
Why would she ask me to meet her immediately??
What could the problem be?

I kept thinking when I suddenly remembered what occurred between her husband and I the previous night.

Could she have found out?
How did she get to know about it?
My adrenaline began pumping uncontrollably.
Chai…I’m finished

I don’t want to go back to that life of poverty.

Just this one chance I was given and I messed up.
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I walked like a snail as I slowly dragged my legs to the sitting room. My aunt was sitted on the couch.

I became very uncomposed as the throbbing of my heart increased.

“Esther” she said drawing my attention

“I don’t want you to be at home all day doing nothing, so I decided you should learn a skill”

I was relieved finally hearing her speak.

“I’ve registered a one year tailoring program for you with the tailoring shop in the next street… the lady who owns the place is the tailor I give my clothes to. She’s very good at what she does.

So, definitely when you learn from her you’ll be very good at tailoring and maybe even better than she is”
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Oh my goodness…this was unbelievable, I was as happy as someone who just won a lottery.

Wow my aunt must be a very kindhearted person.

After promising to further my education, she still thought it wise for me to learn a skill.

I was amazed because such people are rare
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Having any séx.ual affairs with her husband would be a very wicked and cruel act, something I can never do

But how certain was I……

Frank’s POV

Since I wrote my JAMB exams, I have being at home almost everyday.
The chores at home had become too much on me so I pressured my mom to get a househelp;to assist us.

My mom came back home one evening with one of my cousins.

She said her name was “Esther”

I couldn’t recognize her anymore…
Last we met was about nine years ago during a burial ceremony in the village.

Esther was a very hærd-working and well mannered beautiful young lady, but I had begun to notice this closeness, this bond between my dad and her.

I always knew my dad to be very promiscuous.

He was never a faithful husband, matters became even worse when he became a lecturer!

He would try to have an affair with any beautiful lady he sees during classes…and my mom never knew about it.
I was aware of most of his promiscuous deeds. I would always eavesdrop on his calls

And when I became suspicious, I took it to my heart to find out his phone password.

Luckily I succeeded but the messages I saw on his phone that day were terrible, I can never forget and I won’t want my mom to know about it because it would leave her completely broken

So I had to keep all these secrets to myself.

My dad was a typical hypocrite
at work, in the environment, and even in the church
Everyone knew him as a saint… but he was far from it.

I had started getting worried, I just hoped he had not brought his indiscriminate sëxual attitude into the home…but I was absolutely wrong

Esther’s POV

I greeted uncle Femi and he answered in his usual friendly manner as if nothing ever happened.

I was quite happy that it was over.

But my relief was cut short when uncle Femi started complaining of back ache and body pains.

Surprisingly, he asked me to come massage his back massage his back in his room. He continued bleating about how he had being feeling body pains since yesterday.

I needed to decline his request but how do I go about it, how would it sound if my aunt hears I disobeyed her husband. Besides it was just a simple massage

So grudgingly I knocked on his room door.

“come in” Femi replied with excitement visibly written all over his voice.

I opened the door and entered only to see Uncle Femi lieing on the bed almost unclad with a short pair of boxers…

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Episode 3

Written by Henry Zibima

Esther narrates
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I closed the door behind me and gently walked to the bed.

“I’m here sir” I said with my head bent towards the ground as I stood shyly before him.

“Just open my wardrobe and bring out the Vaseline, that is what you’ll use to massage me”

I quickly did as he said. I was uncomfortable and I didn’t want anyone to see me in his room. I needed to leave soonest if not it could result into a serious problem.
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The fan whirrled above my head in a rhythmic manner. Vaseline was all over my hands now as I slowly worked my palms on uncle Femi’s leg. He insisted that I start the massage with his legs. I added more Vaseline to my hands as I rubbed them together to massage his shin.

I didn’t know if he did it intentionally or it was a mistake.

Because after a while, Femi raised his lap a bit exposing his thighs and a little part of his s@c was now visible.

I immediately shifted my gaze.

That was when I knew it was a well constructed script as he raised his thigh even higher exposing some part of his ****

He was literally sed-c!ng me. The tension on me was becoming too much. I wanted to vanish away that instant.

I hoped that someone would eventually come back but my hopes were dashed when I remembered that Frank was not even at home.

“Ohhh…ahh… yeah…umm, that’s the s₱0t”

Thirty minutes later and we were done

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This man meant business, he kept releasing soft gr0aπs through out as I massaged him.

I covered the container and dropped it back into the wardrobe

“Thank you very much” he said appreciatively.
“Thank you sir” I replied
I had stopped calling him dad since the incident in the kitchen that night.

Finally, it was over but not for long.

With almost every passing day,my aunt’s husband kept feeling “body pains” and I kept on massaging him. It suddenly became like a routine and normal something for me.
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I came out from Uncle Femi’s room after massaging him one afternoon to meet Frank standing just in front of the door.

I immediately became scared, I just hope he isn’t thinking something else. He gave me a kind of “am watching you” look and left the place.

You wouldn’t need an angel to tell you that he had already began suspecting that something was going on between me and Femi. Wouldn’t it be better if I just opened up to him and stop him from thinking I have anything to do with his dad?.

I needed someone to confide in, I couldn’t tell my aunt because she might end up sending me back to prevent any further occurrences.

But if I tell her son… how would he feel, to know that his dad has being trying to cheat on his wife with his cousin. I didn’t know what action to take.

I walked up to where he was and decided it was time to spill the beans.

“Frank” I said “Umm… I want to tell you something” I stuttered

“What’s that” he urged on

“Hmm… I just don’t know what you reaction will be”

“It’s fine, you can go on” Frank said boldly

I couldn’t speak, it was like my l-ips were suddenly bound together with glue. I didn’t know what to say or where to start from, what if he doesn’t believe me. I was still comporting myself when he spoke.

“Is it about my dad? it’s alright you can tell me anything” he said.

Immediately I was relieved of the pressure on me and told him everything that had being going on. But to my utmost surprise, he seemed calm and unperturbed. There was no iota of shock in him.

It felt like he was already expecting such from his dad.

I was as eased as a millpond, at least someone else knew what was going on. I could now go to bed with peace of mind.

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Next morning

I was woken up by the piercing sound of my phone alarm, I got up, said a short prayer and stood up to begin my duties.

I walked up to the sitting room and I realized I wasn’t the only one awake.

I stopped and greeted Uncle Femi was with a bottle of water which he must have probably gotten from the kitchen

“Good morning sir”

“Good morning my dear, how are you”

“I’m fine thank you sir”

I was still in my nighties and my b00bs and n!pples were terribly visible through my night gown

“Hope you slept well” he asked glancing at my upper chambers.

“Yes sir” I answered.

“It’s alright then” he said as he walked passed me and intentionally brushed his hands against my b00bs…….

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