"It's not like...like I don't like what you are doing." she stuttered as she squirmed like an earthworm under his grip. "It"s just that..." "That what?" he retorted, trying to hide the desperation in his voice but firm enough for her to know he meant business.
They had been together for close to twenty years now. He watched her grow and mature into a woman and did everything right for her to want him. Memories of him asking her to marry him were the best and the worst of her life. She was barely twenty years at the time and was just as clueless. He was in demand. Everybody wanted him. Everybody; men and women alike.
Polygamy was definitely not her idea of happiness but it was different with him. He made her feel special. He was with her through the highs and lows. He was a part of every tear, every chuckle, every cringe, every dark moment. He was there. It was no longer in the hands of parental approval. He was not popular amongst parents anyway so that was a long forgotten issue. She took matters into her own hands and agreed to spend the better part of her years with him...
"Babe, it has been six years and I'm not complaining... I swear I am not. I am just curious to know when this will happen...I'm just really curious." He picked up his shirt in subtle frustration. Oh well, he had tons of them waiting in other rooms. But he wanted her...Oh dear, he wanted her so badly.
Just before he could shut the door behind him, one hand fiddling with his buttons, she called out under her breath. "Wait!" He slowly turned around, with facial expressions that were waiting for her long excuses that never made sense to him especially with a saluting ding dong. She stared long and hard at him. A stare so piercing that the crinkled expression on his face started to straighten out. Now, the expression had gone from "oh well whatever" to " okay I hope she is fine".
"Babe, is everything okay? You know I am not upset right?" He walked to the bed and stroked her face. "Anything you want to talk about?" She kept staring. Tears had started to well up her eyes as she tugged at him slowly. The time had come. She was sure of it. There was really no need for the delay. Her mind was made up. She tried to form the words the first time. She gave up. She tried again. This time, with more bravery. She wiped the tears off her eyes as she said, "Be gentle...It is my first time."
Heyyy guys lol. That dodo of a story that I just fried for you is about my musical journey looool. My Debut musical project drops tomorrow and I am all shades of nervous. I am not so much of a writer but I will do better next time if I have to pull a fast story on y"all. Do watch out for the project. It is titled Introspect and will be on major musical site so please make sure you support a sisteh. I will do some breakdown of the project on cycloneartemis.blogspot.com so please look out for that. Thank you for the support! kiss kiss!!!!
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