Monday, April 27, 2015

Masked Truth - Part 11

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Nervous energy stuffed Oluchi’s guts so much that she felt she would collapse in it. Hands trembling, she waited for Nnamdi. Daniel doesn’t deserve me, she’d made that statement to herself so much that she started to believe it. I was too good to him. He doesn’t even know how much I suffered while he was away, Oluchi made excuses for the action she was about to take.

Nnamdi sighted Oluchi standing outside her house. She was every bit of the woman he remembered. He just wished they hadn’t met the way they met where he now has to fight to have her. Nnamdi wasn’t sure what he saw in Oluchi. The girl was pretty but she was not Emma pretty. Ever since he saw come in with her husband, he’d wanted her. Her calling him tonight took him a step closer to his goal.

Oluchi bit her lips as she saw Nnamdi come out of his car. This man really was every women’s dream, but what does he see in me? She thought to herself.

“I’m sorry I took so long.” Nnamdi said, as he took Oluchi into his arms. Secured in his warm embrace, Oluchi was sure this was where she wanted to be. Nnamdi opened his car and she entered, promising herself she would never regret tonight, just like the other night.

When Emma heard the clicking of the door lock, she immediately ran to the bathroom. She’d waited for Nnamdi to come back but when she heard another voice with him, she knew he’d brought Oluchi home. A smile of satisfaction ran across her face. Everything was going to plan.

“Lemme get you something to drink.” Nnamdi offered once they got to his bedroom. Oluchi stopped him. She didn’t come to drink, she came to confirm something. She tip toed to match his height. Staring into Nnamdi’s eyes, Oluchi searched for something that wasn’t quite there. She was playing right into Nnamdi’s hands. He closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her shoulders and Oluchi pour her heart into him. She felt really vulnerable. There was no tension with Nnamdi. Oluchi knew she should let go. She knew she’d crossed a line but she tighten her arms around Nnamdi’s waist.

Loyalty to her husband pushed aside, she ran her fingers down Nnamdi’s toned back. Oluchi waited for him to stop her because at that moment, she wanted it just as much as he did.  Pure, burning lust filled the room and spilled everywhere as Nnamdi carefully directed Oluchi to his bed. Nnamdi felt what it was like to have what he wanted, what someone else already had as he kissed Oluchi. Surprisingly to him, Oluchi kissed him back, pouring her all into it. She held nothing back, giving him the green light.

What has come over me? Oluchi thought out loud as she felt Nnamdi’s kisses on her exposed make. If she goes through with this, then what makes her different from Daniel? Oluchi knew in her heart that she loved her husband. She was just hurting so much, a different kind of pain that no one understood, and that was what pushed her towards Nnamdi when her husband was away.

Oluchi pulled away from Nnamdi as her senses hit like lightening. “Stop. I… I can’t. I can’t do this. I can’t be this stupid.” She cried in distress. “What the hell am I doing here in the first place!?” she asked herself, unable to believe that’s he’d actually come to this man who she’d vowed to run away from because he was hell bent on destroying her life and her husband’s.

“Why didn’t you stop me!” she yelled at Nnamdi as she began to fix her clothes. “You, you just stay away from me, okay? I don’t… I don’t even know how I got here!” Oluchi panicked. This was it, this was the signs and clues of a cheating wife, a whore. She shook her head in disgust.

Nnamdi had never been this angry. “Let’s keep this between us, please, don’t tell Daniel.” Oluchi pleaded with him as she ran out the door, leaving Nnamdi confused.

Just as Emma heard the bedroom door loud bang, she came out of hiding.

“What are you still doing here?” Nnamdi asked when he saw Emma come around.

“You never asked me to leave.” Emma said as she walked sultrily to Nnamdi, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Lemme help you with that.” She said, staring at Nnamdi’s growing bulge from his trousers.

An hour later, Oluchi found herself in bed with her husband. Daniel hadn’t noticed when she came in. A part of him wanted to ask where she’d been but he was just glad that she came back. He wrapped his arms around his wife, securing her in his embrace. Oluchi wept silently until sleep finally took her. 


  1. Mchewww Oluchi is confused...emma is just a whore..nobody wants u..just go away

    1. Hahahah misspee Oluchi is dealing with more than confusion o. I can't wait for you you to read chapter 13. I'll get it out sooon.

  2. Exactly my thought. This story is making me angry. Wish I'm a part of it

  3. You are such a brilliant writer. I love how you decided to write for Nigerians and you chose Nigerian names. Makes me so proud of Naija. But great job, and I can't wait to read more from you.

    1. Wow! Thanks so much for your encouraging comment. Honestly, when I first started writing, I couldn't see my audience being somewhere else but in Naija. Its so much more fun to do it that way. Thanks to you who actually read these stories.


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