Just like last time, his mind was entangled in a whirlwind as he tried to comprehend just how this came to be a part of his life. Surely, he had not fore-planned this in his vast plans of exactly how he had envisioned his life panning out…especially not when everything had seemed so rosy.
He had…had..a good job…a beautiful wife with whom they had been blessed with one cherub, Aisha.
“Mr. Otendi…Mr. Otendi..”
The judge’s voice snapped him out of his mental abyss..
“Yes. your honor..,” he quipped back.
“It seems like you’d prefer to be somewhere else. Am I wasting your time?”
What ind of a question was that…of-course he preferred to be some place else. He was also sure the judge himself preferred to be somewhere else, having his retreating hairline attended to by the graceful hands of a sweet looking massaging lady.
“Apologies my lord..” trying his best to sound sincere. But surely the judge must have been smart enough to note that he was lieing.
Truth be told, the only apology he had in him was for meeting her. The she devil. Damn her full lips…damn her…damn her tantalizing sway of her hips that knocked the sense right out of his head.. again I say damn her… the way she would let his name roll out of her tongue when they were caught up in the flames of hot copulation…
He remembered a time, not long ago….the sound of her name would make him hard for her..but not now…and quite possibly, not ever. For the sight of her sitted beside her lawyer infront of him made his insides twist and tie up…threatening to pour the watery tea he had been given that morning to irrigate his throat and wash down the slice of bread with it….
“Honey…I’m home…” He literally shouted as he struggled to remove his shoes and get out of his slacks. He had meant to surprise her….couple that with the urge he had of holding her in his arms…feeling her soft skin against his anatomy…her hands on his back…her moan in his ears…and he couldn’t bottle it up. He had to have her…
Why were all they looking at him. Shit..he had drifted again when his lawyer was making presenting his case. The queer look on the judges face meant he was quickly running out of patience. He felt a drip of sweat trickling down his armpit, almost ticklishly..he was literally on the verge of landing himself squarely from the pan into the inferno. And from what he could tell, the was barely surviving the heat from the pan. He couldn’t risk it, not now when his life literally depended on it.
“I will not keep repeating myself, Mr. Otendi…consider yourself warned. You can’t be wasting the courts time to indulge in your reveries. I asked, how do you plead,,??”
“Not guilty your honor…” he managed to respond, albeit rather weakly.
All this was taking a toll on him. One could tell from the bags under his eyes from being worn down by lack of sleep for over 96 hours..and counting..
But Lord knows he was not guilty…
“Where she at..” he thought to himself as he finally bowed to he resistance of his shirt buttons, as they were not freeing up fast enough. He went ahead and ripped it up…
“She will like this..” he remarked as his well-built chest pushed out the vest to its limits.
He had been working out hard, trying to get the kind of body that his wife would find irresistible.
He rushed upstairs…and as he went for the knob, the door slid ajar…He heard moans emanating from inside. He drew a wry smile on his face and ran his tongue over his lips,..
“She must have started without me..” And in he went…
His plan of surprising her quickly evaporated out the vast windows overlooking the back yard. The joke was on him..
His wife was lost in ecstasy…she was clutching on the sheets hard. He could see a figure right below her waist…
He blinked twice as to draw out the cobwebs that might have been playing tricks on him…his lips cracked up..his heart dropped…and in a second, his urges were replaced by confusion and disbelief…quickly condensing into rage…
She did love that thing he would to her with his tongue…he just knew how to make her tick..waay better than her husband would. And it’s after that thought that she felt kinda dirty…and then….
“Aaaargh...” A moan escaped her throat….he was at it again.
She had met him during one of their organization’s party. From their eye contact only, she knew…she knew she wanted him and he wanted her….. It was at one moment during the party that she had gone to the girls room to puff her nose that she felt a figure behind her.
Before she could turn and have a good look…he had already lowered his lips to meet hers. Before she knew it, she was having the most amazing romance she ever had. It’s like he knew her body better than she did….
It was later that she came to know his name…Leon. And from then on, she always found herself going back to him…despite her efforts to the contrary.
The sudden change in air got her mind from cloud nine…and as her eyes came down…hers met his..for a second she couldn’t recognize her husband..that look in his eyes, she’d never seen it before…