“Amen,” Ruth murmured in response to her husband’s prayer.
They were about to have their breakfast that
Sunday morning but there was an obvious,
embarrassing tension in the air.
Mr. Paul Attah easily noticed something wrong
in the way his wife had responded to his prayer.
She was still unhappy about what happened
yesterday, barely a few hours into parking into
this new neighborhood.
She had been excited about living in this house
and had insisted they use this weekend to
ensure they started their new life here.
Paul had married Ruth five months ago and
they had since been living in a one room
apartment where he had been living before
they tied the holy knot.
Her Christian upbringing had taught her that
the most important virtue of a Godly woman
was patience and content. And both had always
believed that in no time God would get them a
better apartment.
Paul had always planned and wished to make
his wife comfortable and so had secretly been
saving for a bigger house. She was a good
woman, one he had met a virgin and felt she
deserved the best life could offer. Paul believed
that Ruth was a special gift to him from God
whom he had been very faithful to in worship
and holiness. Ruth was not just respectful,
homely and Godly; she was also a very beautiful
woman. And meeting her a virgin was the
height of his excitement.
Paul, even though a strong Christian for the
past twelve years, had never considered male
virginity to be of any importance in a
relationship. He had been sexually active in his
late teens before he repented and had a few
flings in his baby Christian days. But for the
past seven years he had sacrificed his body to
Christ and kept his body holy, keeping away
from sexual immorality. It was not easy
especially as a bachelor, a handsome thirty
years old bachelor for that matter.
s*x was wrong in the sight of God and the bible
instructed that one should flee from it. The
immoral act was a gateway for demons to find
their way into one’s body; it also causes one to
lose his spiritual identity.
So Paul had trained himself to let go of immoral
thoughts and with the help of the Holy Spirit,
living a perfect holy life became very easy. Then
when he was spiritually and psychologically
ready to marry, he asked God for a good wife
and the Lord once again was faithful to him.
Paul worked with an insurance firm and his
salary was not huge, but he always had faith
that God would always see him through difficult
times. His life style made it easy for him to save
and this was why he was able to afford their
new apartment.
Ruth was a HND holder and was, at the
moment looking for job. The man of God in their
church had prophesied that their marriage will
be blessed with money and children. This was
three months ago and they were still waiting on
the Lord to have his way in their lives, Ruth was
yet to get pregnant, but the couple were not
perturbed about this state of affair. At the
Lord’s time he would make her pregnant.
He had disvirgined her on the eve of their
wedding, a night she would never forget. It was
the first night she ever saw a man standing
Unclad in front of her and also had felt great
shame being Unclad in front of him too. It was
not as easy as she had thought it would be and
this had made her wonder why all those bad
girls in her school and neigbourhood had lived
through having s*x with different men like it
meant nothing.
Only having her husband get a glimpse of her
bare bosom had been tug of war. Ruth could
say she had been a bornagain Christian all her
life. Of course there were few moments of
anger, gossip, selfishness and sinful thoughts
but her weakness had never gone beyond that.
She had always seen her body as a holy vessel
for the lord and had never given sexual
immorality a second thought in her life. Her
body was of Christ and she was determined to
give it only to her husband.
She knew she was pretty. Her slim straight
feminine body with full sized bosom, smooth
face and cute Buttocks had always attracted the
male folks. But she had made herself
unapproachable; they dared not walk up to her
to tell her sweet nonsense. Didn’t they know
her body was the temple of Christ?
And so when she found her husband staring at
her bosom, it was strange and uncomfortable.
But she had loved the touch. The feeling had
been heavingly. He had sent electric waves all
over her body and her brain had almost
shattered with pleasure. She had loved the way
he touched her and kissed her deeply. He had
used his tongue all over her body and
concentrated more on her bosom, it was a
wonderful feeling. The feel of his hand all over
her bare buttock was simply sweet and when
he had caressed the lips of her virgina, cause
her femalecore to swell, she had come to a
conclusion that s*x was a bit of heaven on
earth. The wetness all over her virgina had
contributed in making his touch more
pleasurable. Then he disvirgined her and
despite the initial pain, she loved it. She loved
having s*x with her husband.
This was her private feeling, the thought that
only her could know of. This thought was
accompanied by fear. She was afraid that she
was loving s*x more than God. But her actions
or desires were justified by the fact that s*x in
her matrimonial home was good. This was why
she wanted to have more of Paul every day.
Unfortunately, Paul’s sexual life was modest. He
really was working hard not to make it a habit.
To him, s*x, despite how pleasurable the act
was, was a secondary issue when compared
with ensuring one lived a holy life. Besides, at
times of fasting and praying, which were part of
his everyday life, one needed not think about
s*x, even with the wife.
He was right as far as she was concerned and
so she always prayed to the lord to help her
suppress her desire and love for s*x. She was
doing well so far. Yes, sometimes the desire
could be so strong but she would just pick up
her bible and study the word of God and only
enjoyed the act when her husband wanted to.
She had never had any other kind of sexual
experience apart from what she had had with
her husband; just the normal caressing, kissing,
ensuring she got wet while he joystick charges
and then a normal pleasurable missionary style.
She didn’t think she was missing anything,
even though she was not sure.
Okay, perhaps she always wished he could last
longer, but she came to believe that that was
how s*x was experienced even with all men.
But she was very surprised to find her husband
staring at the Unclad girl yesterday evening. In
fact, she had been disappointed in him. He
wasn’t supposed to stare, he was supposed to
flee; take his eyes of the Unclad devil. What
kind of human was she anyway? Ruth has seen
her when she came visiting the male bachelor
who had nothing to do but to stare at them all
day.
Why was her husband staring? What he did was
as good at committing sexual immorality in the
eyes of God. She didn’t know how to handle the
situation. It was embarrassing as well as hurtful.
How could her husband be staring at the
unclothedness of another woman. She had
thought about this all through the night and it
had weighed her emotions down this morning.
He had quickly continued with what he was
doing once she had come in and caught him
staring. He had seemed so carried away and
that was why she had looked towards his
direction of interest.
Now she couldn’t even look him in the face.
How could a child of God be lost in the lust of
another woman?
She felt pained, yet she knew, as a Christian,
that she should forgive him and give him the
opportunity to repent for his sins.
The tension throughout breakfast was awkward.
This wasn’t the way the almost perfect couple
wanted to spend their first night and morning
in their new home.
Paul, on the other hand, knew that what he did
was wrong and he had spent a better part of
the night asking the Lord for forgiveness. Yet
the image of the Unclad girl couldn’t just get
out of his mind. The weight of guilt made him
really depressed.
She was simply hot, like something from out of
this world. Did he think she had a better body
than his wife? No! He shouldn’t be thinking this
way. He should ask the Lord for help; he must
take her off his mind at all cost.
The firm bosoms were worth watching; there
was a way she had walked across balcony that
had made him imagine what she was like in
bed. Wow! It’s been long he saw a different
kind of Buttocks apart from his wife’s. He was already
used to seeing Ruth’s beautiful Buttocks. Had is lost
the attraction it had when she was a virgin? He
had thought she would always remain as new
as he had met her. Why did he even think that
that LovePeddler’s body was fresher than
Ruth’s? Why did he even stare at it? He
couldn’t just tell what it was he saw in that
shameless girl that tingled something in him.
She had a different style in the way she walked
and held her shoulders. Ruth didn’t have style.
Ruth was just Ruth and nothing more.
Their love making was just modest. Both were
ashamed to dwell on the pleasure in it for too
long. Ruth hardly moans out loud because she
probably thought it was sinful. He also thought
it should be so. What is pleasurable in this world
anyway? What shall it profit a man to gain the
whole world and lose his own soul? He loved his
wife and that was all that mattered and he was
going to use that whole day in church to ask
the Lord forgiveness.
To Be Continue
