My Sexcapedes Episode 29

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That Sunday morning, I woke up to see the sky very angry. The cloud had gathered, preventing the sun from prevailing. The wind was blowing harshly against the trees, and thunder rumbled angrily as it made way for the blue lightning that streaked the sky.

The room was dark. It was as if the day had not broken. The electricity has gone off. I managed to reach for my phone to see what time was. It was 8:00 am.

It wasn’t long before rain began to pelt down angrily, rattling against my roof with great force.

My wife was not home. So I hugged my pillow tightly as I awaited sleep to come take me. The church service for the day had been canceled.

The noises the rain made coupled with the booming sound of the thunder made me very much uncomfortable. The rain has been falling since yesterday night. The weather itself has not been friendly to me either. I really missed my wife so much.

I was about to sleep off when my phone began to ring. At first, I ignored the call. Not long after, the second call came in. I reluctantly reached for my phone, behold it was my big bro, Jude.

‘Good morning bro’, I greeted him.

‘Good morning. How are you?’, he asked.

‘I am good. How is the family?’, I asked.

‘Everybody is fine. Lucy nko, how is she?’.

‘We are very much fine’.

‘ The Canadian visa offer I asked you to discuss with your wife, I am yet to hear from you..’

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‘Bro, I will soon get back to you on that, please..’

‘How soon?’.

‘As soon as my wife is back from her journey.’

‘You mean your wife traveled?’, he asked.

‘Yea. Have you forgotten? I informed you that she traveled with her mother to the village for a burial.’

‘Oh! It’s true. You told me. Just that I have forgotten. What’s in this head is too much’, he heaved a sigh. ‘ I hope you are hearing from them?’, he asked.

‘Yea’.

‘Ok. Steven, the lottery visa will expire soon. So you have to be fast about that…’

‘No problem bro’.

We talked for a long time before ending the call.

My wife lost her uncle, Bamidele. So she traveled home with her mother for his burial. Ever since the death of her father, Bamidele has been a father to her. My wife really cried bitterly when the sad news reached her.

Amid the rain, I had a knock on the door. I had to ignore it because I wasn’t expecting any visitors. Just then, the knock echoed again, this time, repeatedly.

I sluggishly went and opened the door to find out who it was. Lo and behold, it was Susan.

‘What are you doing here..’

Before I could even finish my statement, she squeezed herself into my apartment. She took me unaware because if not, I wouldn’t allow her into my house.

‘Susan, what are you doing here?’, I had to ask again.

‘Steve, I am here to see you?’, she said in a very melting voice.

‘For what?’, I asked.

‘Steve, why are you this harsh to me? Is this how you are going to welcome me in your house?’, she asked.

‘Susan you are not welcome here. I don’t want you around me not to talk of seeing you in my house,’ I warned.

‘It has not gotten to this. I thought we all have settled our differences?’, she asked.

‘Susan you are nothing but a devil. Anyone that must eat with you has to do that with a long spoon’, I had to spill it out in her face.

‘That’s a very big misconception. Steve, you know I love you so much. Stop seeing me like a devil. I am only fighting for what I love..’

‘Spare me that nonsense. Susan, can you just listen to yourself? A married woman, fighting for another person’s husband. How does it sound to your ears?’, I asked.

‘I don’t care how you perceive it. What I am fighting for is a cause I had to fight to the end.’ She paused, majestically, she stood up from her seat and seductively made her way towards me. ‘I am not giving up on you. Steve, I love you so much. You are the only man my heart desires so much. Please, come back to me. Let’s go back the way we used to be before..’

‘Susan stop this nonsense. Stop it!’, I yelled to her on top of my voice. ‘I am married, likewise you. I can’t go back to such iniquity again. What we have done in the past was a great mistake and I cannot repeat such a mistake again..’

‘It was not a mistake. What we had was an expression of love. It was love making. We had great memories together. Steve, I have missed you so much. I have starved enough. I need you. I want to feel your long, thick and hard d|ck inside of me..’

I don’t know how she did it, but before I could know what was going on, Susan’s nakedness was already staring at me. She even looked more beautiful and sxxy than before. The two apples on her chest stood very inflated as if a baby had never sucked them. I must confess, I was already carried away. Susan caught me off guard. Her magic worked on me. The id|ot in between my two legs has already stretched to its full length.

‘I know you have missed this too. Ever since you left me, I have been to hell sxxually. I have missed you inside of me. Please, don’t go slowly on me; I want it harder..’, she said while reaching for my hardened pr|ck.

Just then, my phone rang. It was my wife. As if something left me, I realized myself immediately.

‘Susan, please stop. I can’t do this’, I said and dragged my d|ck off her. Then pushed her away from me and inserted the Odogwu back inside my pant.

‘What do you mean by that?’, she asked while approaching me back.

‘Don’t come close to me. Please dress up and leave my house now’, I said.

‘Steve, please don’t do this to me. I am already hot inside of me. Steve, please don’t abandon me halfway. Please quench this fire inside me..’she was pleading.

My wife, unlike her, kept on calling nonstop.

‘Susan, please leave my house,’ I maintained.

‘Steve, like for real? I should leave your house?’.

‘Please leave’.

‘You mean you are rejecting me and all these?’.

‘Susan leave me alone. Go and face your marriage and allow me to face mine..’ I said and left her inside the sitting room to answer my wife.

‘You will never enjoy this marriage as long as I am concerned..’, I overheard her saying.

Before I could return, she was gone. I thanked God for the call of my wife that disrupted us.

Lucy, my wife, said she would be back in the next two days with her mother.

I was at my place of work on Tuesday when my phone rang. It was my wife. I picked.

‘Honey, how are you?’, I first asked.

‘This is not her’, the voice said. It was a muscular voice.

‘Who’s this? Where is my wife?How did you get her phone?’, I asked.

‘Your wife is fine. Their motor was involved in an accident. Just that she’s in a coma,’ he said.

‘You mean my own wife? In an accident? How? When? Where?’, I had to ask all the questions at once.

‘Please come to Ogun State general hospital. Thank you’, he said and ended the call.

I became weak. The works I had on my desk, I couldn’t finish them. I left that evening for Ogun state.

When I got to the general hospital, my wife was in a coma. The mother lost her life in the fatal accident.

My mother-in-law’s corpse had been deposited in the hospital mortuary. I informed their people on what was going on.

Few days later, when I wasn’t satisfied with the hospital treatment, I requested they take her to a private hospital in Lagos State.

My request was granted with immediate effect.

After one month in the hospital, I had to tell my brother that, instead of the visa expiring and becoming useless, he should proceed with the visa application with his family.

My brother had started the process of the visa application with his family. Though his intention was not to relocate with his family to Canada. But to visit with his family and by doing so, it would increase their chances of getting their residential permit in Canada. However, he planned to keep his family over there, especially his children.

Lucy was in a coma for more than two weeks. She had a traumatic head injury. I sat beside her crying all day, holding her hand. I speak to her all day despite the fact she doesn’t respond back. Although she was alive but unable to move or be aware of or respond to her surroundings. Amid my tears, she would be staring at me helplessly but unable to say a word to me. In fact, she lost her thinking abilities but retained non-cognitive function and normal sleep patterns.

But the doctor and healthcare staff took rapid action to preserve her life and brain function.

However, In the short term, my wife was looked after in an intensive care unit (ICU). But in the longer term, she was given supportive treatment on a hospital ward. The healthcare staff was moving her regularly so she didn’t develop bedsores and they gently exercised her joints to stop them becoming tight.

Finally, my wife woke up from the coma. However, it came round gradually. She was very agitated and confused to begin with.

But as God may have it, she made a full recovery and was completely unaffected by the coma.

At some point, she started asking about her mother. But we had to lie to her that her mother was hale and hearty but traveled to the village. Though we did our best to convince her, but she kept having that feeling that something bad had happened to her mother.

We were still in the hospital when I received a distress call from home again.

It was about Jude.

He was said to have slumped.

To Be Continued…

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