(The above image is in no way related to the post. Just silly humor)
AFFAIRS:
THE COWORKER
Ayo is magnificent.
I hadn’t met such an amazing person for a long time.
I thought they didn’t make them like this anymore. He was a barrel of fun,
love, humility, and… and…Argh! Words can’t describe the perfection that lay
before my eyes.
We were
together but weren’t dating yet. We both agreed to stay off the labeling until
we were sure of what we had and also because we were both too lazy to go
through the stress of informing Human Resource Office of our office
relationship. It wasn’t advisable to have a relationship with a coworker as it
could affect one’s performance, especially when things go downhill, but if any
of the workers decided to, it was imperative the HR be informed to ensure that
they put things in place so that in situations of a breakup, the well-oiled,
smooth moving gear in the office stays moving smoothly. Most times, it involved
separating the couple, so most people agree to keep it a secret.
But no
one said stories weren’t going around and questions weren’t being asked. Some
of the ladies at work even came up to me to ask what his lips taste like, and
if he was a good kisser. Some even sent me notes of congratulations or
admiration. It was funny and made for good conversation topics whenever we went
out for dinner.
We
hadn’t done it yet. We were still waiting because we, mostly him, wanted it to
be special. I had no idea why he was waiting like a virgin. It was cute that he
thought it was sacred but I could barely hold back anymore. It was getting
difficult especially with our frequent sleepovers at each others place. I
didn’t want to rush him into what he wasn’t ready for but I was dying from
impatience. I threw little hints around about it whenever I could. I would talk
about sexy lingerie I would love to purchase and what I have dreamed of doing
in them, the occasional naughty acts whenever we were making out, but he was
one talented cock-blocker. I waited. The patient dog eats the fattest bone,
right?
It was a
cool, Saturday evening. We were at his end watching a movie and chatting about
the week that had gone by.
‘I feel
sticky. Think I’m going to take a warm bath’, I said.
‘Sure
but… let me be a gentleman and set up the bath for you. I got these lovely bath
salts that I know you would love.’
‘Thanks
a lot, babe’
He got
up and rushed out of the living room.
I took a
sip from my glass of red wine which I had been drinking earlier on, and surfed
the television channels looking for something interesting.
Fifteen
minutes had gone by and he still wasn’t out. What was he doing in there? Were
the salts some sort of Chronicles of Narnia gateway?
I called
out to him.
‘Ayo!
Are you done?’
No
reply.Had he drowned?
I
sighed, dropped my glass on the coaster on the coffee table and got up,
muttering words that expressed my discomfort and stress of having to chase
after him.
‘I
wonder what he is doing in there’, I said to myself.
I opened
the door leading to the bedroom.
‘Ayo.
What are you doing in-?’
The
lights were out but the entire room was lit up with scented candles of
different sizes and shapes. The room smelt like love and lavender. There were
white and red rose petals scattered on the floor leading to the bed, which was
neatly laid in my favorite silk bed sheet.
I just
stood there, surprised and in love. I couldn’t say a single word so I looked
about for him. Suddenly, his hands held my waist softly from behind and he
whispered into my ears
‘I
couldn’t wait any longer.’ He kissed my neck. ‘So let’s feel sticky together’
He turned me around and gently took off my gown.
I laughed and looked away from
his face when he tried to kiss me again.
‘Babe,
what is wrong?’ He turned my face to his and looked into my eyes. I was still
smiling like a silly little girl.
‘Nothing. It is just so beautiful and
special…like you…like we wanted it to be so I’m happy’
He
smirked and lifted me from the ground to the bed. Did I forget to mention that
he was naked already? He laid me down and lay on top of me. Kissing me on every
inch of my body, he said to me
‘I’ll
take care of you tonight, my love.’
And yes,
he did. It was a night of intense, passionate, bed rocking love making. We
could barely keep our hands off each other and boy was he endowed?
Running
my hands up and down his perfectly sculpted body, feeling his lips on mine,
biting softly around my neck; his hands caressing me softly and his miraculous
tongue and its movements drove me senseless. The words of admiration and love
he whispered into my ears with that deep, sensual voice of his during it all
and after was more than I could handle. He was a lover; a magician between the sheets. It was magnificent
how he timed our sexual climax together, and we let out our moans of pleasure
and collapsed onto the bed.
We spent
the rest of the weekend together in bed and in the bath. We did it almost
everywhere we could. In the car when we wanted to go buy lunch because we were
too lazy to cook anything; In the kitchen when we got back, in the living room,
on the sofa, to the floor, in the closet (Don’t ask how but we did it); In our
friend’s car just to punish him for no reason. We made love the whole weekend
and every time and where we did it, it still felt like the first time. Maybe it
was because of the scent of lavender was almost everywhere we went or he was
just that good. I choose him.
Monday.
My female
colleagues kept smiling at me. Did a video leak? Or a nude picture of me? I
began to panic a little bit inside so I walked up to a friend of mine, Nina
‘Why is
everyone looking at me today? Do I have something on my face?’ I sat on her
desk and leaned into her face closely so she could notice any deformities.
She
laughed and pushed my head away.
‘Get
your big head out of the way. They are staring because you are glowing today
like you just got proposed to’
‘Glowing?
Ha, it must be my new make-up brand which I bought at–‘
‘At
Sex’r’us? Babe, almost all women have been in your situation so we all know how
great your weekend was’
I
blushed red.
‘Really?
Is it that obvious?’
‘To the
men it isn’t.’ She moved closer to me and spoke in a whisper. ‘So, are the
rumors true? Is he that good?’
I
giggled and began dangling my legs.
‘Yes, he
is and more’ I narrated to her some bits of how the weekend went. The memory of
it made me want him more again.
‘There
goes lover boy’, she said. I looked in the direction she had spoken of. He was
walking past with the Boss, talking about something related to the file in his
hands. He caught my eyes and winked. I smiled and looked away shyly.
‘Look at
you both, making goo-goo eyes at each other. Please, lift yourself off my desk
I’ve got a lot of work to do’
‘Later,
Babe’
The rest
of the week day was great until the weekend came around.
Ayo had
to go on a business trip with the Boss from Friday till Monday in a town in the
outskirts of the City. It sucked because I missed him a lot and it had been a
while since I spent my weekend alone.
He had promised to call as soon as they got
in. They had left in the morning and it was almost midnight and I hadn’t heard
anything from him. It was odd.
The town wasn’t that far and they couldn’t be
working till now. I tried calling him but he didn’t answer his phone. I dropped
the house phone and sank into the sofa. I was beginning to get scared.
Had
something happened to them on the way there?
I began to imagine him lying down
dead by the roadside and his phone was next to him, ringing away. I had to make
sure he was OK lest I lose my mind tonight. I called the Boss’s assistant to
inquire if they had reached safely and if he knew what they were up to right
now.
They had
gotten in safely and had settled in long ago so why wasn’t he picking my calls?
Maybe he was out? It is a Friday night so he might be drinking and had placed
is phone elsewhere or just couldn’t hear it ring from all the noise in the club
or wherever they went? I left him a message to call me as soon as he could to
calm my worried mind.
Saturday
came and I heard nothing from him. He didn’t pick my calls or reply my
messages. He probably had a hangover from the night before and was too wasted
to call or he probably misplaced his phone and didn’t have my number in his
head, right?
Sunday.
Nothing from him all day. I called him again in the evening for the umpteenth
time that weekend and his line was busy. I felt some sort of relief so I cut
the line and waited for him to call me. Fifteen minutes later, no phone call. I
called him and it rang. He picked up but as soon as I said hello, he cut the
phone line. I tried calling back and his phone was switched off.
What was
going on? I slumped onto the chair and began to cry. Why didn’t he want to talk
to me? I dialed the Boss’s assistant and told him to help me get through to him
and find out if he was OK and to call me. As I sat there, deep in thought, the phone
rang. It was him.
‘Hey!’ I
said calmly. ‘Been trying to reach you all weekend, Are you ok?’
‘Hey
Gee. How are you?’
His tone
sounded like he wasn’t happy to see me at all. Like he was disappointed and I
was a huge bother.
‘I’m Ok.
I’ve just been worried about you. Why weren’t you picking my calls and replying
my messages?’
He
sighed.
‘Is
everything OK at the conference?’
‘Yes.
I’ve just been busy and the Boss was stressing me out’
‘Wow.
You and your best friend fighting?’
He
chuckled.
‘No, we
just had a slight misunderstanding, that’s all. I’m sorry I got you all worried
about me. I didn’t mean to’
‘It’s
okay. I’m just glad to hear your voice. I miss you a lot, babe.’
‘I know.
Me too. Gee, I have to go now. I’ll call you tomorrow. See you on Tuesday.’
‘Alright.’
‘Bye’ He
hung up before I could say Bye back.
Something
was definitely wrong and it scared me. Everything had been fine with us before
he left so why was he acting cold towards me? Was it something I said? Or did?
I began to recall all the conversations we had had before he went out of town.
Maybe it is because I called him a lot when he was mad at his boss? That must
have pissed him off.
I picked
up my phone and dialed his number but as soon as I decided to call, I changed
my mind. He might not pick because he is still mad at me. I cancelled it and sent a
text instead. No reply.
Tuesday
came and I didn’t see or hear from Ayo. He was back. Every one knew that because
the Boss had been yelling all day. He was avoiding for reasons I couldn’t
understand.
As the
days went by, it got worse. We would bump into each other and he would walk on
by like he never saw me; avoiding me like I was a roach with leprosy. I couldn’t
fathom what I could have possibly done wrong to him. Word started to go round
the office. People had begun to notice and reasons were pouring out like
wildfire.
Some
said that’s how he is. He had used me and now he was getting rid of me. Some
said he had a family elsewhere and his wife had probably found out. Some just
basically laughed at me and called me a cheap whore.
Many a times,
I tried to confront him about it but he wouldn’t listen to me or wait to hear
me out. It’s usually ‘I’m too busy to talk about this’ ‘Can we do this another
time?’ or ‘Gee, please stop. You are starting to look silly and desperate’
I
couldn’t believe he would refer to me as such after all we had been through
together. After all he said to me about knowing that what we had was real.
I cried.
I cried because I felt like a fool again; because, I thought this was something
new, a new start for me...for us. I cried even more because I thought I was
pregnant and with his promiscuous history, I feared that I might have gotten
HIV or some other sexually transmitted infection. Maybe that was why he had
been avoiding me of late.
‘Lord!’
I screamed and burst into tears again, falling on the floor in my living room
with a bottle of alcohol in one hand and a knife in the other.
Another
day, another boy and another broken heart.
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