An empty street is nolonger in my heart. I had been alone within my heart for years. I suffered pains within my soul. I used to seek comfort the best I could but only to be interrupted by a heartbreak of one sort or another. I am now someone's wife, officially wedded. Wow, dreams definitely come true and well, my feelings are now in a consortium. I always wake up so early in the morning to prepare my husband breakfast. Do u know what this feels? Incognito! It feels the best thing in the whole world.God is good and this is not just a hyperbol or exaggeration, it's only the truth. Now many months later, I get pregnant. I couldn't believe we were expecting our second born. This was not a situation of hocuspocus. My husband was still the best thing that ever happened to me. We visited antenatal together and sometimes he could help me with house chores. He loved pampering our son. My favourite colours are indigo and purple. Our house had purple curtains and indigo wall paper. I always remembered the good and bad memories we shared together and whenever I could look at the wall paper, and feel in love with everything in the house. I still thanked God for each passing[18/07, 23:52] ❤️: This day was really going to be great. After preparing dinner, I went took a hot bathe and wore my favourite perfume. I put on my sexiest lingerie and dress, It was a sexier outfit, my husband came back from work as usual and he rang the door bell. When I reached out, he kissed me and complimented me. You look sexy my beautiful wife. Thank you honey I replied. Even after a long day's work, he carried me to the sitting room and kissed me. He started carresing me. I told him, honey, could you first take a showe and we have our dinner. He couldn't resist it, his lips where allover mine and his hands on my breasts. I felt him pull down my nicker. He slid his hand in my pubic and I felt so I was so turned on. I wanted him, I couldn't hold it. He was still the man who made me moan
[18/07, 23:56] ❤️: And yes I wanted him to make love to me already. This was the sitting room and anytime the house was coming in with our son. She had gone to bathe him. I was breathing hard beneath his breast, my heart skipped beats.oh how I loved to beneath his masculine body day. day born. mon goidSeveral years later my son goes through teenage life , adolescent . He joins university and becomes an adult. He narrated to me when I met her, it was completely unexpected. I was exiting a marriage, focused on health, and parenting my little heart out. At first, it was all business as I was introduced to her as a client. As time went on, we got along really well and spent the majority of our days talking. I never looked at it as more than an authentic human connection. The more time, the more talking, the more shared experiences, and the closer we got. A few months in, we were full-fledged friends and not the superficial kind. We had all the ingredients to be best friends or possibly even more.It wasn't apparent at first because we were both in a place in our current relationships where we were leaving but not all the way done yet. Neither of us were even in the place to want more or give more. When our current relationships ended, we continued on our path of closeness. We
I started work after two years of my high diploma. I never engaged in any love relations after the previous love heart breaks. Infact some workmates wondered what kind of lady I was my age without any boyfriend. For sure some came my way but I never gave any man any a chance. 3 years later as am I am walking home, a car stops . Excuse me beautiful, can I give you a ride? I proudly answer, no thank you, I have reached my destination already. Again question, hey beautiful, then can I have your number....nah, I have no phone. To my utter shock, the stranger in the car hands me a brand new already set up phone and says, please leave it on, I will give you a call. Little did I know I had met the devil's son. I just couldn't believe this, was this a dream! How could a random stranger with such confidence and determination gift me a brand new phone. Well, if I was dreaming , I needed to wake up from my dream. It was real. Still astonished, the car passed by, I felt some bit of
At 21 years, I had met two boyfriends. One broke my virginity and the other was an older man that really taught me what love was. For some reason, the one who broke my virginity was never what I dreamt of. Well we meet somewhere in a school compound while I was reading books in my high school. Hello, am Ben, am Martha, nice meeting you. You are my future wife, realy! Yes. The was our very first conversation.From that day, we became friends. We used to meet at that particular spot and I really loved the attention. He was the second man in the world to tell me sweet things. The I love you. I grew up in a home where, no one ever said I love you. Over the years, my mother and father or siblings never said I love you to anyone. It's for this reason that I promised my future kids to always tell them how I love them on a daily basis. My future husband too, lol. So one day he invites me at their home, I gladly accepted the invitation because he had assured me he had ne
In the neighborhood there was this tall handsome hunk that every girl wanted . I least expected him to ever reach out to me. Rob started vibing me and this felt the best feeling in the world. I felt high above every girl in the neighbood. I was not a virgin when we met but this man laid me on the second day of our love conquest. I was 20, he was 36. He makes love to a woman like that is his profession. The guy really knew how to make love. We went to afew places and had some fun time together. He told me I was the best women he has ever laid, that I was good in bed. What was the meaning of that? Well , I also do not know what he meant till todate. Hmm but how! I so wondered because sincerely speaking that was my second time to try out sex. Though this time round, it was nicer and sweeter. Well I enjoyed while it lasted. We could go to the gym together,karoake and we went to places like I never imagined in my life every other day. One thing about love is it's unfort
The stranger started calling whenever he would. His name was Duncan. He suggested met ups in vain and to tell you the truth, I started feelng for him. He made my heart so lighted up for those weeks. I became a very happy person. After some years, without love, here I was slowly falling in love. Before long Duncan, invited me for a dinner at some romantic restaurant, candle light in the gardens, this was so sexy, oh my God, this worn my heart. Infact I had never witnessed this in my life. I ordered for mushroom soup, chips liver and a cold beer. The evening went great. We got to know each other better and I was indeed excited. I had also come prepared to give him back his phone. He refused it and assured me it was for me his wife and that he had always kept it for me. It was so flattering ofcourse but I was enjoying the moment anyway.That day after taking for over two hours he gave me a peck and offered me a lift back home. I never agreed
We moved forward through and through. Many more dates, more trips, picnics, away from home. All this went on and on and on. Duncan was a kind of man who feared competition. He could never stand the fact that another man out there could show interest in me. One time as we were hanging out together, one of my ex's called my cell phone. To tell you the truth, I was equally shocked because it had been a long time and I could not imagine where he had even gotten my contact number because sincerely I had changed my line. I felt uncomfortable talking to me so I hung up on recognising the caller. Little did I know that was the beginning of problems with Duncan .Duncan looked so pissed off, so bitter, so mad. You are a prostitute he shouted right there in public amidst people at that hotel in a very loud voice. What the hell are you talking about ! I defended my self. I did not even give out my number to the caller, Liar,! he shouted. He
In the neighborhood there was this tall handsome hunk that every girl wanted . I least expected him to ever reach out to me. Rob started vining me and this felt the best feeling in the world. I was nolonger a virgin and this man laid me on the second day. He made love like his profession. We went to afew places and has some fun time together. He told me I was the best women he has ever laid, that I was good in sex. Hmm but how, this was my second time at it. Well I enjoyed while it lasted. We could go to gym,kareoke and out every other day. One thing about love is it's unfortunate when we think all is well, it's when our heart is broken. This guy had multiple partners. One time I visit him and I find a random lady, Rob refuses me to come in, next time, it was my friend, another time it was rumours in the neighbood about his womanising. I was so heart broken because I loved him. I let go anyway.This guy was a serial womaniser, a ghost, a fool, a heart breaker
At 21 years, I had met two boyfriends. One broke my virginity and the other was an older man that really taught me what love was. For some reasob, the one who broke my virginity was never what I dreamt of. Well we meet somewhere in a school compound while I was reading books in my high school. Hello, am Ben, am Martha, nice meeting you. You are my future wife, realy! Yes.From that day, we became friends. We used to meet at that particular spot and I really loved the attention. He was the second man in the world to tell me sweet things. One day he invites me at their home, I gladly accept. He assured and promised me I would be his wife. With that excitement, I was welcomed with a glass of milk, and a donat. A photograph album followed. Minutes later, his two siblings came in and said hello. As if it was a planned move, they disappeared immediately. After my glass of milk, he invites me to his room, I was a bit hesitant but he assured me he had never had sex with any