moment was for the earth to open up and
swallow him. His randy hardened Joystick
instantly
became flaccid and his heart began to beat
so
fast like it hard gone out of control.
Never in his life had he found himself in
such
situation. He regretted everything he had
done
to this woman and every sexual desire he
had
had for her.
His legs remained glued to the ground and
he
didn’t even have the slightest strength to life
them up. He just helplessly stared at the
couple
in embarrassment, shame and fear.
Ruth quickly tied up her night gown and
walked past her husband, into the house.
Paul stared after her and then looked at
Nick.
The man was more confused and
embarrassed
than angry. He just didn’t know what to say
to
Nick. He quickly entered the house and
banged
the door.
Nick instantly unfroze and crawled back into
his
house. For the first time in his life, he hated
s*x.
Worst still, he felt like packing his whole
belongings and leaving his neighborhood.
Why had he gone to see that woman this
morning? Hadn’t Boma promised him she
was
going to come around today? She was even
going to come with another girl to have a
party
with him! what in the world did he want
from
that married woman again. He couldn’t
control
his heart beat as he pounced around
restlessly
from one room to another. He felt like
cutting
his Joystick off.
He wondered what was going on in the next
door. Was the man going to send his wife
packing? Nick’s head wanted to burst at this
thought. What would happen to the poor
lovely
woman? He was going to be the cause for
the
break up of this lovely couple’s marriage.
Would
he ever forgive himself if this happens?
He couldn’t wait for Monday to reach so that
he
would go to work and process his transfer.
He
now needed it urgently.
He listened to hear if the couple’s were
quarreling.
Yes, he thought he could hear something.
In the other house, Paul had followed his
wife
into the bedroom. He couldn’t believe what
he
had just witnessed. He had to look intensely
at
Ruth to ensure an alien was not
impersonating
her. she avoided eye contact with him as she
acted restlessly in the house sitting and
standing and adjusting her cloth.
Paul thought she was different. She looked
wild
and slutty. What in the world had happened
to
his once God fearing virtuous wife?
He was so embarrassed to speak up. He was
short of words.
“What was that?” he asked in a mixed tone.
His
voice was both angry, confused and
inquisitive.
“What?” she asked,trying to sound confident
and making great effort not to look at him.
“Ruth! Are you alright?” Now his voice was
raised. It was also angrier. “wait… Are you
trying to sleep with him? Is this what you do
at
home when I am out for work?” Paul was
almost
certain that demons had possessed his once
innocent and God fearing wife. What
happened
to the woman he married?
Paul had never raised his voice at Ruth
before.
They had never had any cause to exchange
words. Ruth hated this moment. She hated
the
fact that her husband had caught her in a
disgraceful mood. She hated the fact that
she
had stooped so low to behave like a lady
with
no home training just because she wanted
extra sexual satisfaction. She felt
embarrassed
and wondered what would be of her. What if
Paul decided he would end the marriage?
What
would people say? She would become like
women she had looked at with disdain in the
past. She even felt worst because she was
actually guilty of pre-marital s*x and had
enjoyed every bit of it.
But hadn’t Paul acted disgraceful too?
Hadn’t
she watched a video of him sleeping with
another woman? Yet she felt much
embarrassed.
Paul was simply short of words as different
possibilities if what his wife could have been
doing all these while ran through his mind.
He
couldn’t believe this was his once lovely
wife. He
could only stare at the stranger, anger
boiling
up within him. He wanted to hurt her; he
even
wanted to kill her. But he was restrained
because of what he had done two days ago.
How could he be justifiably angry when he
had
also disgracefully made love to a strange
woman recently? But he was still mad at
Ruth.
It was hard for him to come to term with
what
he saw her did. Could that young man be
sleeping with his wife? He was mad.
“Ruth! Is this how low you have stooped
because you feel I don’t satisfy you in bed?”
he
was angrier at the fact that she couldn’t look
at
him. “Have you forgotten who you are?”
Silence. “Ruth!”
“What? You are no better than me… you
have
no…”
“You think I can act in such a disgraceful
manner? You show off your body
shamelessly
and you have the guts to accuse me?” how
dare his wife compare him with what she
had
done?
She was backing him, pretending to be busy
with the items on the dressing table. Her
body
language didn’t tell him that she was
remorseful. She was acting like she didn’t do
anything wrong, he thought. And this got
him
really mad. He walked up to her. He wanted
to
hit her but didn’t have enough drive to do
that.
But he wasn’t thinking straight anymore. He
forcefully dragged her shoulder in an
attempt
to make her face him. “Ruth!” he wanted to
be
in charge, he just needed her to be
remorseful
so that he could restrain himself from
hurting
her.
She swirled and was facing him. Her bosoms
bare and staring at him. The light material
that
covered her had easily torn as a result of the
pressure from his hand. She was surprised
and
somehow scared at his behavior.
His eyes beheld her bosom. He knew he had
always seen and caressed these twins but
this
moment, he saw them differently. They
weren’t
looking like holy bosoms any longer; they
stared
at him like a slutty duo. They looked much
more attractive and inviting.
“You want to be treated like a LovePeddler?
Is
that what you want?” he reached for the
already torn gown and tore the rest off her
body.
“Paul!” she found herself crying out
helplessly.
He pushed her to the dressing table and
forced
her to back him.
She was obviously not willing to fight him.
But
she was scared, “Paul, what is wrong…”
He bent her down and began to handle her
bosoms carelessly from behind with his left
hand while his right hand pulled down her
pants.
“What are you doing Paul… you are hurting
me,” she cried, “Stop!” she made to release
herself from his grip but he held her down.
Before she could try again, her pant was
down
to her legs. He used his right foot to force it
down. She had to raise one of her legs to let
it
off because it had reached its elastic limit
and
was hurting her legs.
Paul kicked her legs apart, his own pants
already down and his Joystick as hard as a
rock.
Ruth was now Unclad and her Kitty-Cat was
widely visible from behind.
Paul was being rough on her; his fingers
caressed her private part carelessly and sent
involuntary signal to her brain. Paul was
acting
different; he was acting like an animal. She
was
afraid because she thought he was going to
hurt her, yet she didn’t want to fight back.
Somehow she felt she deserved to be
punished.
Paul felt her wetness and instantly slid his
Joystick
into her. He didn’t know why he was acting
this
way. He knew he was angry and out of
control.
He began to hump her from behind.
“P… Paul… ahh, Paul, aahhhh…” she moaned
as he his actions sent pleasurable signals to
her
brains.
Paul continued to go in and out of her. He
wanted her to cry out in pain; he wanted her
to
beg him to stop but she didn’t so he applied
more energy and force. He caressed her
body
all over, fondled her bosoms and spanked
her
Buttocks. He continued like that for twenty
minutes.
Ruth was loving every moment of what he
was
doing to her; she had to look back just to
ensure the man humping her was Paul.
Twenty
minutes gone and he was still this energetic?
This got into her brains and made her
became
instantly wild even as she saw herself in
heaven. Somehow she found her own energy
too.
She stood up, releasing herself from his grip
and turned around.
The couples were now acting like animals,
each
trying to outdo the other. She caressed him
all
over rubbing his Joystick fiercely.
Paul didn’t know how he felt. But seeing
Ruth
behave this wild only increased his sexual
pleasure. They were like two familiar
strangers
discovering themselves for the first time.
Ruth felt like she had just broken free from
an
invisible wall. She wanted get to the highest
point of gratification any sexual action could
take her. She bent down and sucked his
Joystick
just the way she had seen Boma did to Nick.
She liked the feel of his firmness in her
mouth.
It was hard yet soft in her mouth and all she
wanted was to lick it like a lollipop.
He moaned and rubbed her head even as he
knees grew weak and he staggered to the
bed.
Ruth didn’t let go, neither did she stop.
Once he fell to the bed, Ruth made him lie
down and got on top. She had remembered
seeing Boma ride her neighbor while he sat
on
the chair.
She sat on her husband, faced him and used
her right hand to slide his Joystick into her.
Then
she began to ride him. She wanted to feel the
whole of him; she wanted it both fast and
slow.
She loved this style because it allowed her
detect the pace.
The couple moaned in sexual pleasure while
they pleased themselves.
Soon her legs began to pain her and when
Paul
noticed this, he dragged her down and made
her lie down on her back. He drove his
Joystick into
her and began to pound again.
By now, Ruth couldn’t count how many times
she had climaxed. Paul humped her on and
on,
taking her to a higher level of gratification
with
each thrust.
Soon he started to hump much faster,
indicating her was about to Erupt. She was
also
on her way to another climax and both got
there together rubbing each other and
moaning out of control.
He fell on her, both sweating furiously. But
almost instantly, Paul stood up and sat on
the
bed, looking at her with a poker face.
Ruth returned the gaze, she was amazed.
She
couldn’t believe Paul had such energy,
neither
did she understand how she got out of
control.
It was the best s*x she had ever had. It was
better than what she had with her neighbor,
perhaps because she loved Paul. It was also
better than anything she had hoped for.
Then tears began to come down her eyes
and
she lost control of her emotions. She began
to
cry. She cried because she knew she had
hurt
the only man she had ever loved by
indulging
in extra marital affair.
She didn’t want him to forgive her because
she
didn’t even know how to forgive herself.
Paul stood up and walked out of the room
without saying a word while she was cry.
To be continued
