My Sexcapedes Episode 34
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👫 My Sexcapedes EPISODE THIRTY FOUR: ❣️
PREVIOUSLY ON SEXCAPADES:
..should I keep the secret to myself?
Because confessing to my wife would probably prompt her into leaving the marriage. I contemplated amid fear, confusion and frustration.
THE CONTINUATION:
It was not as if I did not want my marriage to be free from the shackles of barrenness.
Of the truth, I want to confess my sins to my wife. But the fear of the unknown was my greatest fear.
What if I tell my wife, how would she absorb the whole thing? What would be the fate of my marriage aftermath? What if, after hearing the whole truth, she decided to leave the marriage? These and many more were the questions I kept asking myself amid our journey back to Lagos.
I was of the wish for our journey not to come to an end. Because facing my wife with the truth was something I wasn’t sure I could handle. I must tell you, I was panicking.
Amidst my journey of tribulation, I dozed off to sleep.
BLACKOUT!
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A FAINTING LIGHT BRIGHTENED.
Mirabel was a very beautiful, charming young lady. She was a type who doesn’t need to dress half nak£d to be se+y because she was aesthetically appealing and seduct|ve in nature. She was tall in height, very curvy and well endowed with her bosom. Yellow in complexion.
Mirabel has been my secretary for the past two years. She has been having a crush on me. Apart from the day I overheard her discussing how deep she was in love with me with her friend in the office, I have already seen the signals severally from her.
This was a lady who, while coming into my office to drop files on my table, she would expose her cleavages outside in delight of my sight. She would draw her skirt up to her knees exposing her mouthwatering long and straight legs and se+y thighs.
Meanwhile Mirabel knew very well that I was married. In fact, she knew my wife and the home she came from. Ironically, Mirabel was a friend to my wife.
The day I fell into Mirabel’s trap was the day she came to work wearing a mini-skirt. That day, she brought some files for me and while explaining some things to me In the file, her breasttt nearly fell out from her bra into my mouth. Because she stood beside me, bending, while I was seated. I was deeply lost in lust at that moment. She was aware that I was very much aroused, therefore, she increased her seduct|on.
The sexduct|on got to a point where I couldn’t control myself again, I grabbed her like a hungry lion. Mirabel reciprocated the energy back. We had a quickie to calm the hungry sexua|| beast in us.
That was how my s£xua| journey with my secretary, Mirabel, started off.
We engaged in series of sexcapades, both in the office, car and hotel.
One fateful day, I was all alone with Mirabel in the office working extra time just to finish up with a project. The rest of the workers have gone home. At some point, one thing led to another, we found ourselves in a very deep romance. Mirabel was a very naughty lady who happened to be an expert whenever it comes to romanticness.
While Mirabel was caress|ng and smooch|ng me, she had already reached down to my trouser. Before I could know what was happening, my pr|ck has already escaped from the dreaded prison of my pants. Mirabel handled my d|ck without an iota of respect considering the fact I was her boss. You need to see the way this girl played with my pr|ck as if it was a toy. In fact, in a twinkling of an eye, my d!ck was already inside her mouth. She sucked my d|ck as if she was licking a candy. At one point, she took me to the climax – using her tongue to tickle the tip of my d!ck. The sensation alone spurred me into using my hand to scatter my table. Even, I used my hand to sweep away everything on the table including my laptop. My laptop crashed that very day.
When I couldn’t hold the excitement anymore, I lifted Mirabel like a lap of a cow meat onto my office table. I pushed out Mirabel’s breasttts and descended on them like a baby who had been craving and crying for suck. On reaching down her pu$$y, everywhere was terribly wet, inviting me to slide in. I had to obey the clarion call. I gradually penetrated. Then I started thrusting. The sweetness and tightness of Mirabel pu$y made me feel on top of the world. To the extent that my wife walked into my office without either of us noticing her present.
“Mirable! So this is what you do with my husband in the office?..’, my wife yelled in anger.
Just then, we realized ourselves. Before we could cover our nakednessss, my wife had left my office in anger and tears. I immediately dressed up and went after her. But before I could get to the car park, she had zoomed off already.
I ran back to the office, took my briefcase and car key. Then I headed home with great speed. Even when I had a flat tire on my way, I didn’t stop. But unfortunately, before I could get home, my wife had packed her things and left my house with my children.
‘Noooo!’, I screamed out loud.
Amid my screaming, I woke up.
It was a dream!
I was sweating profusely, staring at everyone inside the motor in total loss. At a point, i started contemplating about the dream.
‘..the end part of this dream, could it be a revelation of what is about to befall upon me if I go ahead confessing to my wife?. Could it be a warning to me not to confess my sins to my wife?..’, I was contemplating.
But in the end, I was of the hope that the dream of mine would never come to pass.
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Our journey to Lagos finally came to an end. We landed in Lagos very safely.
I got home and was very much welcomed by my wife. You really need to see how happy she was to see me back home after days of my absence around her. She told me how much she has missed me and how the house has been boring without me, this and that. Though I played along. I pretended as if everything was alright. My wife was really overwhelmed with excitement to the extent she was unable to observe the pretense that was clearly written all over me.
Lucy was the best thing that happened to me. This lady has brought a lot of luck in my life. She has also sacrificed a lot in this marriage. She has gone through a lot in this marriage. So this was how I would pay her back? By telling her I have been sleeping with my brother’s wife to the extent of having children with her? How would I even start telling her? Where would I start from? How would she absorb the heartbreak? All these I was asking myself while staring at the food she brought for me to eat. The truth was, I don’t have an appetite for food. And I dare not reject her food.
Amid my contemplation, I never knew that my wife was standing beside me watching me soliloquising. I was totally absentminded.
‘Honey, what’s the problem?’, she asked.
‘Nothing baby’, I replied with a pretense smile.
‘You can’t tell me there’s nothing. A lot is wrong. Do you know how long I have been standing here watching you? Look at the food I brought to you, you have not even opened the plate not to talk of eating,’she paused and started patting my back and head like a baby. ‘Honey, look at me. Tell me, what’s the problem with you? Share the problem with me and we will fight it together as one. I assure you, we will come out victorious’.
‘Baby, I am sorry,’ I began.
‘Sorry for what? You have not wronged me na’, she said smiling.
‘I have wronged you very badly honey. Please find a place in your heart to forgive me..’, I pleaded.
‘Wronged me? How?’, she asked in great confusion.
‘I-I-I am the reason for everything that’s going wrong in our marriage. I mean our childlessness..’
‘You? How?’, she asked with curiosity, disengaging from me while her smile gradually faded away.
‘Because of my past atrocities against God and humanity..’
‘Steven, how? What are you talking about?’, she anxiously asked.
‘Susan lured me into sleeping with her all these while I was living with my brother. In fact, I am the father of the twins, Peter and Paul’, I released the bombshell.
‘Steven, tell me this is a joke. Please tell me I am dreaming. Tell me it’s a lie. Can someone please wake me up from this daydream..’, she cried bitterly.
‘I am sorry. It’s all my fault. My past is what’s hunting our marriage. Please, find a place in your heart to forgive me. I am sorry…’, I was pleading while on my knees.
‘Steve, I regret ever knowing you. Do you know what you have put me through all these years of our marriage?,’ she paused, sobbing uncontrollably. ‘ How could you? How could you Steve? You are very wicked. Even when I accosted you on that, you denied it. You refused to tell me the truth. Instead, you made me believe that nothing was going on between you and Susan while as it was all lies…’ she was yelling in anger amid tears and regrets.
‘I am sorry. Please forgive me..’, that was all I could do and say.
After all said and done, Lucy angrily dashed inside the house abandoning me in the sitting room on my knees. Unfortunately, before I could close my eyes and open it, my wife was heading out of the house with her bags in tears.
I rushed her and held her back for her not to leave.
‘I am tired of this marriage. I’m going back to my father’s house..’, she was saying while dragging herself and her luggages out from my captive.
‘Baby please, don’t leave me. Don’t abandon me halfway. You are all I have. I am sorry. Please forgive me. I am fixing things — I am putting right to my wrongs..’, I was on my knees, pleading.
But my pleadings fell on deaf ears. Because after all said and done, Lucy still left the house to God-knows-where. However, she was not going back to her father’s house, I am very much sure of that. Because her father’s lonely house was a torment to her — it always reminded her of her late parents.
‘God!’, I screamed in the pool of my tears. ‘Look at what I have gotten myself into. I am now an abandoned person. What should I do now? How do I go about all this now? Who should I run to?
I thought my truth shall set me free, but now, it seems like my truth has landed me into more trouble. I started this journey on a hope of setting my marriage free from the bondage of barrenness, but now, it seems like I have finally shattered the marriage myself.
Should I have kept the secrets all to myself?..’, I was crying out loud in regret. But no one was available to console me.
My fear. My dream. All had come to pass.
To Be Continued..
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