Why I Slept With My Gate Man Part 2
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🤷 Why I Slept With My Gate Man PART TWO: ❣️
“Musa, na wey u go get problem be that” I threatened him.
“Okay, shei u talk sey na ordinary waist pain?” he asked raising his two hands up and shaking them.
“Yes” I answered.
He came to massage me.
“Musa, climb the bed na ,u wan stand for ground?”
He climbed trembling.
“Yes… go down a bit. Enheeeeeeeen. Keep going down. Musa, I said keep going down” I ordered.
“Madam na de final bus stop be dis” He said touching my hips.
“Musa ,u too get wahala.” I said turning around. I pulled him close and kissed him.
Musa was sweet. His rod was big , I mean far off bigger than my husband’s and really knows how to make use of it. Despite the fact that he was scared. I was deeply satisfied. It was a mind blowing one. I could count that experience as my first honeymoon.
“Musa, thank you.” I said
“Madam, swear sey u no go tell oga.” He said.
“It’s between us,Musa.” I assured him.
Later, my husband returned late that evening, exactly the way he does since we got married.
“You are so happy this evening. What could be the reason?” Eric asked, pondering.
“Baby, I’m just happy. I’ve decided to let go of all my worries.” I said, placing a light kiss on his forehead.
“That’s thoughtful of you my love. I’m really tired.” He said yawning.
“There’s no problem baby, I’ll get the water set. After that, you eat the yam porridge and sleep thereafter.” I said.
That night, hubby was in deep sleep. I couldn’t wait till morning. So, I went downstairs to call Musa.
“Madam,shei u bin talk morning na, y u come dis night? Madam u wan put me for trouble.”
“Musa no shout. Let me come in.” I said pushing the door open.
Musa wasn’t a seconds man in contrast with my husband. He was now a master of my body even in the dark, he could tell where the engine was. Wheeeew! That’s exactly how I love to be treated.
That week, my husband’s younger brother came to live with us for some time.
I went to his room to serve him as usual. Coincidentally,that day, he came out with towel around his waist. I was jolted into thoughts when I spotted it from the towel. “Why I’m I so unlucky to marry my husband? I wish it was his younger brother whom I married.” I said in my mind.
“Where can I keep this?” I asked still fixing my gaze there unknowingly.
“Drop it on the side stool” He said.
When I placed the tray on the stool, I felt his grip on my waist. He must have read my thoughts… I couldn’t say “no” after all what would I gain after he exhausts his stay here.
After about 3 months, I started feeling dizzy and vomited incessantly. I went to the hospital for check up and the result tested positive.
The problem now is that I told Musa. He knows I’ve been sleeping with my husband’s younger brother because, I no longer sought for his touch.
He’s threatened to tell my husband if after I give birth I don’t go for a DNA test to know who the true father of my baby is.
I’m scared. I’m planning to go for abortion. But,on the other hand, my in-law is happy and ready to marry me. I don’t know what to do.
TO BE CONTINUED
