EXTRA-MARITAL CONFESSIONS [pt. 1]

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Written by UBA A. C.

Thursday, 30 July 2009

...when she stared at me, her eyes emitted sparks, but i tried trusting my anti-shocks.She tried stroking my ears as she talked seductively, my body was near responding, but i kept trusting my faithful spirit which is so dedicated to you.I trusted that my weak body would gain all the resistance i needed to fight her overtures.She played and flirted with my fingers.As she praised how smooth and sleek my well manicured fingers look, our wedding ring glittered.

No! Am married, with a kid...No! I love my wife...Then she smiled at that, told me she has a kid too.Then go home to your husband! Immediately, i was meant to understand she has none. No, she use to have one.I should have been schooled at that moment.

When she started all those flatteries, how good i look,how she she has been fighting back her feelings towards me for long, i quickly recalled how you adjust my ties and help me with my jacket as you stare with gleam and kiss me goodbye to work each morning.

When i drove home that night clean and unguilty, the sweet sonorous voice of Luther Vandross wafting the song 'So Amazing' from my car speakers, i nodded and boasted inside me. Am a fathful husband and a dedicated father, i mean i just conquered a big temptation, i thought to myself. Then i got home to your ever-sure warm embrace,I swore silently under my breath, nothing can come between us, no woman, not she.
As i read the bedtime stories to our cute son that night, I saved a thought about her as a single mother...i could not help imagining how she would be coping as a single mother.I tried a little sympathy for her.

When she sent me gifts, perfumes, shirts...she tried to convince me that they are just gifts without strings attached, i reluctantly accepted them. I could not believe days after, I found myself comparing her stuffs with those you bought for me. I quickly gave them out to my staff,No! She would not buy my heart over from you. It took days, it took weeks, even took months. I resisted, she persisted.The harder my resistance, the stiffer her persistence.

Then one swift moment, I let a little loose...I let her kiss me! The way i felt, something told me it may never be the same at home again. I tasted her food,cooking for me almost became a routine. Then i found myself detesting your dishes. Explains some of them nites i gave all those flimsy excuses to avoid the dinning table.

Damn she made love to me! Did i ask for more?Again we made love, no! we had sex, we had sex again, again and steady.Then i knew our marriage is doomed.Who will save my happy home? I kept asking as I kept running back for more. From then, each time i made love to you, i tried replacing you in my mental faculty with images of her nude flexible body flexin all over me, must do that to put myself in the mood for you. To keep our lovemaking real, i pictured sex with her. I sincerely wanted it to stop but each time i tried, she would open up a new and intresting page to get me captivated afresh.Hooked!

The day i helped her pick her daughter from school, I saw you at the back of my mind taking our son to the hospital alone, unlike we use to do. True, my intention was to be a good dad and husband, but she would not let me.Insatiable woman,jealous extraordinaire, but definitely knows how to hold a man like me down. Upon on her promises not to break up my home....she would not stop taking almost all my time.

When i helped her sign some of her contract papers, then i remembered that sweet and eventful day in church as you and i signed the dotted lines. The visions of me signing our divorce papers quickly played on my mind. God forbid! How did i get into these? Like someone from a trance, i quickly rose up and grabbed my keys, i ignored her beckonings and drove home like a prodigal who just realized...That was the night i cried uncontrollably all through the night and could not explain to you what it was. The more i saw the confusion in your eyes , the more my heart bled.

The good woman i married, sorry from the deepest depth of my heart.Sorry for those nights i lied to you,Sorry for the times i left you empty and lonely. For all those pains you endured, i so repent.Help me explain it to our son, it was not my wish to be absent at his speech day in school. She would not let me go because it was her birthday too.I thought it best to keep all these as secret to you.The more i tried, the more my conscience pricked...almost eaten me up...NOW YOU KNOW...?

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