Tales Of Love, Lies And Divorce – Chapter 9

She couldn’t have said no to Abdul’s offer, it would’ve been suspicious. She avoided his eyes carefully as he drove out of the mansion.

‘Good morning  Farida, yaya dai?’ he was receiving a call.

‘Sweetheart good morning, you forgot to send me the pictures I asked you for.’ Farida’s voice drawled sweetly over the phone.

‘The pictures? Ah! I forgot my dear, can you call me back later? Now is not a good time.’ His young girlfriend could be clingy at times.

She had always sent pictures of her boobs and other parts of her body to him, now she was asking for his, which sounded very ridiculous.

‘Okay my love, do not forget. I cannot wait to feel your honey rod inside of me…’ her voice became low and seductive.

‘Okay honey, bye…’ he chuckled softly and ended the call.

He suddenly turned his face and caught her staring at him, he hadn’t want to go back on the other night but looking into those golden orbs sent fire reeling down his spine.

She quickly looked away as the intensity of his gaze unsettled her once more, it felt pleasing to look into his dark eyes. It felt like sin too.

‘Why are you stopping?’ she was forced to speak to him as he brought the car to a halt.

‘You know Lola, I’ve always liked you. You’re the prettiest of your friends and you have this thing about you. So don’t ever feel last night was a mistake when in truth you know we’ve always been attracted to each other,’ he felt like reaching out to her and taking all her pain away.

‘Last night was a mistake, it was all my fault and I am sorry for luring you into something like that. We should tell Zainab about this, I know it will cost me our friendship but she can always forgive you and your lives would be better off without me.’ how could he say something like that?

‘You’re such an angel, makes me like you even more Lola….’ His voice sounded dangerous.

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‘Last night wasn’t a mistake to me and we aren’t telling Zee nothing, you and I enjoyed ourselves thoroughly last night and I feel like we have more to explore. More ground to cover in getting to know each other.’ he paused as discomfort flashed on her face.

‘How could you say something like that? Zainab is my friend and you know that; we are both married.’ her voice broke as she suddenly remembered the divorce issue with Femi.

‘Does it matter? Do you call your unhealthy cohabitation with Femi marriage?’ He scoffed.

‘How dare you speak to me in that manner’? her nostrils flared as she turned to face him.

‘Wow finally some temper, I’ll have my answer after this,’ without hesitation he unfastened his seat belt and pulled her closer to him.

‘Let go of me, you brute! What do you think you’re doing’? she tried to struggle free.

‘Something we would do again,’ he replied steadily and brushed her lips with his kisses then plunged his tongue into her mouth.

She tried to fight him off, this was not right, her mind told her that but the pleasure she found in his lips  could be compared to none, even Femi didn’t make her feel this way.

His hands glided down her chest and caressed her boobs gently; she was pure delight and he would have her over and over again, till he was tired.

She shifted closer to him and pulled at his clothes….her moans were soft and sounded desperate, she wanted more.

‘I guess  we now know what we want….’he pulled away from her leaving her breathless and dazed…was she ready to do this?

‘This is wrong Abdul and you know it….’ Her voice was pleading, why couldn’t she resist his charms?

‘Maybe the wrong things are better for us some times. Let’s be together Lola, I can take care of you and make you forget that bastard, you’re such a beautiful woman and you deserve to be happy…’ he rubbed her shoulders sweetly.

‘What about your wife? What about our friendship…’ he looked determined and serious and she wasn’t about to argue with him.

‘What Zainab doesn’t know wouldn’t hurt Zainab. We’re adults, we would be discreet and you need to stay closer to her…like the way you’ve always been.’ he was quite sure of this arrangement.

‘I don’t know Abdul, just take me home.’ She gave up and turned her eyes to the road.

‘It doesn’t matter what decision you take Lola…we belong to each other…’ his confidence had returned, women were easily  manipulated. His lips curled at the realization that this one was no different, he couldn’t wait for their adventures to begin.

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‘So where is she? I thought you told me you have a wife?’ The young lady asked curiously.

‘Yes I used to be married but now I am free.’ Femi kissed her curls gently and slid out of the bed in one swift motion.

He hadn’t seen Lola for some hours now and he wondered where she’d been. He had wanted calling Zainab or her two other friends but knowing them pretty well, they would bombard him with unreasonable questions.

‘You know the first time I saw you, I kept thinking of how nice you’ll be in bed. Those biceps and abs, I kept fantasizing…’ His girlfriend pouted as she watched his hard behind.

‘Really? And did I make your dreams come alive’? Femi replied and focused on the mirror.

This used to be their room. He expected to feel some kind of relief, some kind of peace after ending his marriage with Lola but he felt miserable, he felt like the devil but he wouldn’t go back on his plans, their marriage had been a sham.

Femi was a thirty-six year old man, from a very wealthy family and had made a name in the aviation industry as an engineer.

He was average in height, lean and shapely and very handsome, little wonder females rattled over him, he was purely an Adonis.

‘Oh no sweetheart, you didn’t disappoint. You blew me out of my mind, maybe we should go again? Don’t you think?’ she swaggered towards him as the sheets trailed off showing her naked frame.

‘Are you sure you can handle me, I could get rough….’ His voice became dark as lust pumped his veins.

He’d met Naturi during one of his flights to Germany. They just clicked like they’d known each other forever and he knew instantly, that he would sleep with her.

‘I like it rough honey…’ she drawled the words which ignited him further.

Without waiting for more words to fly out of her mouth her closed her mouth with his and his hands roughly searched her bosom

Together, they clung to each other in breathless passion and fell on the bed groaning, moaning, hungry for pleasure.

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