jilted episode 53

JILTED
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©™Hapita
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Sequence 53
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?Ambrose POV ?

I clung to my wife firmly, I made sure we became extremely close that we did almost everything together. Hanna started calling again, I didn't hide it from my wife, I wanted to be plain with Haira, she's all I got and I don't have the intentions of having another woman. Haira is my world. Hanna became so nice, she visited us once and bought me gift. Haira was so blind in the "Sister's love" to see that her sister was making advances towards me, how was I suppose to accept a set of underpants as a nice gesture from my sister's wife. I never wore them anyways and my wife fought me for that. She think I hate her sister but I was just trying to protect our marriage.

We left Eugene and her family at home while we went for Christmas Holiday in Ibadan. I wanted to take Sammy with me, I quickly dropped the idea when I remember that Sammy was a threat to Haira. Anytime she sees me with Sammy, she start crying for a child. I don't intend to ruin our two weeks holiday so I left the innocent child with his family.

We arrive home on 23rd of December, my mom was so pleased to have us home. I was thrown out of the circle as the two women did the lady's gossip excitedly. They got along so well that I became jealous. I too needed my wife's attention, the Harmattan season is here and I wouldn't mind having Haira sleeping next to me all through the day. Sometimes, They gist about irrelevant issues till late at night, I would leave them in the sitting room and go to bed when I could no longer wait for Haira too retire to bed with me.

Today, it's my birthday. I turned to the other side giggling. Haira tickled my waist and asked me to get out of bed.

"Now, someone is sharing the same birthday with Jesus Christ" He laid on top of me. I inhaled her scent with my eyes shut. The wind blew the curtain above our heads hitting it softly on our body.

"Happy birthday baby" She murmured. The windows were open, I heard the loud cock crow. Mom put on the TV and the loud speaker blasted the house with early morning news @7.
I opened my eyes slightly, her naked breast kissed my face, I couldn't hold it back, I put her back to the mattress and took her. She have learnt to make herself available whenever I wanted her. We no longer fight over sex, though she was yet to learn crazy styles and I am not in an hurry, we would take it one after the other. Since we return to Nigeria, our sex life improved and we went three to four rounds in a day, this was as a result of my abnormal erection.

"Golden boy" My mother called out as she knocked the door heavily. I was still doing my marital duty, Haira was moaning under me, her moans weren't loud enough to be heard by someone outside the room especially when the TV news caster was still blabbing the latest news loudly.

"Mom, Good morning" I said trying not to moan. Haira wrapped her legs around me sending a quick gush of blood across my head. I moaned loudly as I hit her harder.

"Happy birthday boy" She yelled from the outside and I responded as calm as I could.

"Golden boy" She called again. She called me that because of my blood group, I had the rarest blood on earth and a pant of it is worth a real pure gold.

"Mom, I would see you later" I yelled feeling distracted, let this woman leave me alone oo, I have greater things to do.

"Open the door, I want to pray for you" She said and I hissed taking a brief pause in my grinding job.

"Send your prayers through WhatsApp" I shouted. Haira chuckled underneath me, her laughter soon became heavy moaning as I continue to probe in and out of her.

When I poured my content, I made sure I emptied it outside her. She thought me how to calculate her ovulation window already and I know when she's ovulating. Her fertile window is in three days, I don't want her pregnant now so I emptied everything on the mattress. She didn't know what I did, if she knew, she was going to kill me, she really wanted a child. She crawled out of bed, I quickly dropped my shirt on the surface I emptied the semen. she had better not see that or else, I would have to apologize for the whole week. Immediately she went into the bathroom for a quick shower, I changed the bed sheet and joined her for a warm morning bath.

I almost bite my tongue when I saw what she slipped into, a red and black flower gown. it made her look like a child, it was a flare gown that struggled to touch her kneel. The neck was low and her cleavages were very obvious.

"You would kill somebody one day" I said as I sneaked behind her and kissed her neck. She bent over and zipped our travelling box open, she brought out a plastic bag and handed it over to me, I checked and found a locally made shirt and pants made from the same flower material as hers.

"We would wear this for today" She grinned kissing me slightly. I quickly got it over my underwear and she took pictures of us together.

Holding hands, we stepped outside the road, red petal flowers trailed down the sitting room. I bited my lower lips as I followed the flowers to whatever place they might lead to.

"Baby, you did this?" I asked. I looked down at my shoulder when their was no response, she was smiling childishly.

"Happy birthday!"

I almost collapsed from that chorus, my mom and few people say in the well decorated sitting room waiting for me to step in so they would scare the hell out of me.

"Ohhh, that was oops!" I exclaimed standing in front of the cake table with my wife by my side. The cake looks so beautiful and I felt like having a taste already.

"Happy birthday Son" My mom came forward and we hugged each other tightly.

The cake was divided at the spell of my name and everyone rejoiced with me. Somehow this two women were able to make take away food for their visitors and I never saw any of the ingredients all along. The photographer snap and snap, my wife wouldn't stop pushing her cleavages into my face, she just made me laugh uncontrollably. In few minutes, she had posted us on Instagram wishing me a happy 31st birthday.

When the visitors left, I insisted that she changed her dress into something better so that I would take her out. She refused, she said she wanted to rock it like through out the day.

"So because you are 31 now, you want to start behaving like a family man, let me tell you, we dey discipline men oo" She said jokingly when I tried stripping the dress off. I took a deep look at her, we ended up staring at each other lustfully. I am grateful for having her, she's the ribs of my ribs. When she couldn't stand my stares again, she fell into my chest "Those stares are strong" She said softly.

"I love you Haira, nothing in this world would part us, nothing" I promised rubbing her back.

"Maybe the certain, death" She said.
Death is certain, I shiver when I remember that one day, I or her Haira would die first, how do we cope without each other? it would have been thoughtful of death if it took us together then we can get married again at the other side. I would have all the time in the world to take her anywhere and anyhow I wanted.

?Hanna POV?

I went to Laura's house to spend Christmas day with her, all I had on my mind was Ambrose, I have masturbated with his image a number if times and I can't wait to feel him inside me again. I remembered those days, he was so good riding me in crazy styles, I screamed loud on top of my voice, he was one weak vessel that would kiss a lady's feet once she put him in the mood. In past relationships, none have given me those sexual pleasure like he did. If it means another family trouble, then so be it, all I know is, I am going to have Ambrose all to myself soon. I am just waiting for the right time to strike, I need to strike hard so that he wouldn't slip off my wrist again. It's I and him forever.

"Mtcheew" I hissed.
Haira posted birthday pictures of her and Ambrose, he's 31 today. how time flies. he was 28 when he proposed to me and now he's married to another woman. I am coming for him anyway.

"What's that?" Laura asked, she was slicing fruits for her Christmas salad. I sat next to her on her blue couch.

"See now" I showed her the pictures and she chuckled.

"You like him? "She asked.

"I love him, he's the only true man on earth, others are gold diggers and animals, I thought I would get over him with time but it's not just working now"

"Then take him" She said smiling at me. I smiled back, she's such a sharp lady.

"Yes, I would do that. I need to hold him by the neck so he doesn't slip"

"Should in case you need help, am here" She said. I hugged her tight, I was so anxious, I can't wait to have Ambrose back, the way he massage me and take me out every weekend was still fresh in my memory.

"Hello" Anthony's voice echoed from outside, I stood up and open the door, I haven't seen him since my ruined wedding day.
"Oh, you" He pushed me into his warmth and hugged me tight.

"I am so sorry, I was suppose to check on you after the incident but I travelled, I just returned from Ghana yesterday night, you know business, business" He said standing in front of the door.

"Abeg, close my door before you both start gisting" Laura said grinning. Anthony stepped in and slammed the door behind him.

"Is this one door? patch patch iron dipped in brown paint, mtcheeew" He mocked. I allowed him sit next to Laura while I sat on the opposite couch.

"Hey, if you touch my carrot ehn" Laura tried snapping his hands as he stretched it forward to pick a carrot. he was fast enough to pick two carrots before she could stop him.

"Don't touch my carrot ooo, Hanna tell your friend, she wants to touch my carrot" He said as Laura tried taking the carrots from him. I and Laura laughed heavily when we got the meaning of "carrot"

"How are you copying now?" He asked me from his seat.

"As you can see, I am not perturbed, it's his headache, I am fine now" I said.
I was back to the bad life, that was the only system I felt good with, the crazy jeans, bold make up, club girl and maybe getting my nose ring back.

"Can I take you out? it's Christmas" He said. I looked at Laura she winked at me giving me a "Go ahead" sign.
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TBC