It was 7:10 am, and the activity in the Dawson household was slightly different from what was the usual norm.
In the light of Leticia’s urgent need to go and attend to her brother, rather than Thomas move with just the kids, it was the entire Dawson family in the car. No work for Leticia as she was off to attend to her stricken brother for the weekend.
Glori sighed as she watched her madam get into the car. The woman was still quite shaken up by the unfortunate news, and it was not nice to see her in that state. She sure hoped her brother’s condition would improve quickly; it would certainly lift the spirits of a woman she had grown to love and admire dearly.
Or claimed to love, at least.
As the car moved out of the house, Leticia rolled down the window to speak to Glori briefly. “Remember to follow the list I gave you, alright? And do those checks we talked about on Wednesday. I’ll definitely get to work on them as soon as I come back.”
“Yes, Madam. I’ll get to work on them as soon as possible.”
“Alright, take care, Glori.”
“Safe journey, Madam. And stay strong, please. It is well. He’ll be fine.”
She smiled and nodded, waving as she rolled up the window, and the car moved away.
“Alright, so the next bus leaves at 9:30. I’ll just be at the waiting area,” Leticia announced as she arrived at the car, having gone to check the available times of departure.
Thomas nodded. “Good, good. So, have a safe journey. And don’t worry too much about it; Barnabas should pull through this. He’s a fighter.”
Indeed he was. And secretly, he was another reason why walking out on the marriage straight away was not an idea Thomas was eager to carry out. Barnabas Adjei was one hell of a fierce lover; when it came to his family and anything else that mattered to him, he was all out ready to protect them and put the hurting on anyone with a detrimental plan for them.
And given how Leticia could react to certain things, it was quite unlikely she would take a divorce lightly. And word would get out to Barnabas, and all hell would break loose.
Notwithstanding all that, Thomas certainly did not want anything bad happening to his brother-in-law.
Leticia nodded, reaching out her hand, which he grabbed. “Keep yourself safe, honey. And the kids, too.”
He smiled. “Sure thing, Lit.”
She nodded and let go of his hand before walking back to the waiting area.
He watched her walk away, and shook his head. Inasmuch as he was tired of her, he couldn’t deny that it was no fun to see her like that. He had been hoping for an opportunity to have her out of the house, but obviously, in the form of a business trip or something like that. Not an emergency visit to Sunyani to see her critically ill brother.
He might not have liked her anymore, but wishing this kind of thing upon her was something he would never do.
He sighed. Oh well. Not what I had wanted. I just hope he gets better.
He readied himself to head for the office when suddenly, a thought came to mind.
He stopped, seemed to be deep in thought for a moment or two, then grinned. He then grabbed his phone and made a call.
“Hello? Yeah, Yvonne, good morning… all is well, all is well. Well, actually, not so well. My wife just had a little emergency and I need to be there for her… yeah, exactly. Till about midday, hopefully… yeah, great… oh, some medical issue bi like that, chale… great, great. So let them know what’s happened. I’ll be in by 12… alright, alright. Bye.”
Dropping the phone on the passenger seat, a mischievous grin spread across his face as the car began to move.
Time to complete what I started…
Cleaning up the last bit of dirt on the table in the middle of the living room, Glori stood upright and nodded in satisfaction. My duties done for the day.
As she walked over to the kitchen to get her breakfast, she pondered over the couple of the house.
Of course, she felt for her madam. He might not have been dead, but the news still was not a happy one to receive, and she was fervently hoping no bad news would come. Thoughts of her husband, though, had her excited. Flashbacks of them busy in the bathroom that morning, with his hand buried in her panties, doing stuff that made her eyes roll in the back of her head came to mind, and she grew giddy. He had whispered his desire to properly enter her, and at that point, she couldn’t help but wonder if it was going to happen that evening.
Suddenly, there was the sound of the door opening.
Glori rushed to the living room to find out who it was.
It was Thomas.
He stood at the door, breathing aloud as he shut it and took his jacket off, dropping it on the floor.
The look in his eyes was beyond wild. His stance was similar to that of a wolf that had found the prey that had successfully eluded him.
She had not expected him to return home; she was expecting he’d go straight to work after dropping his wife off at the STC yard. Nonetheless, with the lustful fire in his eyes, she knew what it was he was here for.
Looks like his aforementioned desire was going to be fulfilled earlier than she thought.
He rushed over to her, and without a word, grabbed her by the waist and kissed her hungrily. She kissed him back, sparking off the wild explosion of chemistry that had been cooked up between them for a while. Fireworks of ecstasy and euphoria went off in her brain. Squirming and gasping as he kissed her body while unbuttoning and tugging apparel off, the bliss overwhelming her, she begged him, “Oh, God, don’t stop.”
“Stop? I’m just getting started!”
With those words out of his mouth, he carried an almost naked Glori in his arms, and headed straight for his room, excited to finally get into his irresistible househelp’s pants.
It was about an hour after the outburst of desire. Glori found herself in the bed where her madam lay. With her madam’s husband next to her, having experienced what her madam alone was meant to experience.
God, what an insane first time that was! Never has a soreness felt so sweet!
She had already perceived what a hungry beast Thomas was, but the utter passion with which he had put his gadgets to use was simply mind-blowing for her. When he told her to get ready for what he had planned for her, he was not joking. What an incredible experience!
“Hey you! Feeling alright?”
The extra deep voice of Thomas made her smile, as he propped himself up and stared down at her on the bed.
“Oh God, yes, Mr. Thomas!” she responded enthusiastically. “I’m definitely feeling good. And so sore. With the way you just handled me. God, you’re such a hungry lion!”
He snickered as he kissed her forehead. “Couldn’t be anything less, with such a sexy woman like you in my sights. You, my dear Glori, are f**king sweet. In every sense of the word. You have no idea how I’ve been waiting to just tear you apart!”
She giggled as she put her hand over her mouth and looked away, shaking her head. He and his flattering ways.
“You know something?” he asked, turning her head towards him. She shook her head as she looked at him with a face that anticipated mischief.
“Well… after that incredible exploration and consumption of your deliciously sensual structure, I was thinking…”
She giggled at his use of verbosity to describe what had just happened.
“…why don’t we go outta town and enjoy ourselves some more? I’ve got a private house in Kumasi. We can go there for the weekend and just… you know, explore each other further. Leave on Friday, come back Monday morning. What do you think?”
Her eyes widened at that. “Seriously, Mr. Thomas?”
He nodded his head. “I’m dead serious, girl.”
She sat up. “But… but, what about the children? Can’t we just… make love in secret places here? Do we have to go all the way there?”
He shook his head. “Don’t worry about the kids. I can take them to my parents. I’ll just tell them I have an emergency to deal with in Kumasi. That’s not an issue. And for making love here… yeah, there’s the risk of neighbours hearing us. I only came back for you coz I know the couple next door are out and wouldn’t hear anything. Besides, I wanna have a utopia of sorts. Just you, me and nobody else. In a place where I can watch you walk around in some mad sexy babydoll and admire your devastating body, and take it off and eat you up whenever I please. That’s why.”
She simply stared at him, wide-eyed at how he had seemingly thought this whole thing through so well. As well as the fact that he wanted to see her in lingerie she didn’t even possess.
“Ummm… well, I’ll… I’ll think about it. But I don’t even have a babydoll,” she protested.
He shook his head. “Once you gimme your specs, you will by this evening.”
She looked at him doubtfully. “Seriously?”
“I’m damn serious, girl. Look, as far as I’m concerned, whatever I gotta do to have you, I will do it. You know me by now; I’m not taking no for an answer.I’m not too happy with the circumstances under which it’s happened, but the fact is, that woman’s out of the house now, and I wanna have you all to myself, and let you have me all to yourself. And having tasted what I’ve been craving for so long, you should know I’ll stop at nothing to make that a reality.”
All to myself… hmm…
That did sound enticing to Glori. For the past two weeks, she had enjoyed creeping around with him and was unashamedly hooked on his ravenous desire for her. She was loving every bit of this affair, and now that she thought about it, it sounded rather appealing.
Why don’t we just do it? After all, the madam isn’t around, and we can just get it on and come back. Just one weekend won’t hurt…
She nodded, looking up at him. “Alright, Mr. Thomas. Let’s do it. Kumasi it is for the weekend.”
“Good girl! It’s gonna be a Lust-N-Thrust weekend! Now, as a reward for that, here’s a little something I reserved for you,” Thomas said mischievously, as he lifted the covers.
“Mmmmm! Boahemaa, I owe you an apology. This Marwako food is nice papa. Ei!” Rawda exclaimed, after relishing the good taste of the takeaway her friend had ordered. They were busy feasting upon the food on the porch of Rawda’s house.
“Didn’t I tell you? You have done yourself anti-anything-but-Papaye. Now you see your life?” Boahemaa mocked as she watched her buddy’s happy expression.
“Yes please, I’ve seen my life now. It’s not good. I’ll change, wai,” Rawda responded, too busy enjoying the chicken to seek a clapback.
They went on eating when Boahemaa’s phone buzzed. She checked to see a mesaage from Glori.
Girl! Call me right now! I got something to tell you, about Mr. Thomas!
Excitement and caution immeidately gripped Boahemaa. Obviously, she wanted to know what the latest development was. But Rawda was around, and they had both agreed there was no way she ought to know about it.
“Ummmm, Rawzy, can I use your bathroom?”
“Of course, baby girl!”
As she disposed of her pack in the bin in the kitchen, Rawda headed for her room to get her phone which she had left charging.
Passing by the bathroom, she heard Boahemaa’s voice. She shook her head in amusement at her friend’s usual high-pitched voice, squealing at whatever it was she was hearing over the phone. “That girl and her antics,” she said to herself.
She was walking to her room when she suddenly heard “Ei, Glori!”
She turned and frowned. That was strange. Boahemaa talking to Glori in secret? That virtually never happened.
“Are these girls planning a surprise birthday party for me or something?” she wondered out loud, stroking her chin. She shrugged. “Might as well find out.”
She tiptoed to the door of the bathroom and began to eavesdrop.
What she heard in the next two minutes filled her with amazement and disgust.
Goodness, Diary! Mr. Thomas had me blinded with delirium this morning. He totally blew my mind! He really is a man’s man! Fire emojis, Diary. Fire emojis! Awurade Nyame!
A rather delighted Glori jotted down her emotions in her beloved journal, feeling very pleased with herself. That book and Boahemaa were the only two allowed to know about the affair.
As she got up from the seat outside, her phone rang. She picked it up.
It was Rawda.
Her eyebrow was raised. Boahemaa had mentioned that she was at her place, and had hidden in the bathroom to have that conversation.
Ah well, it could also be the usual call that either of them will make when they meet up there.
She answered. “Rawzy baby! What’s up?”
Silence greeted her.
“Uh… Rawda? Are you there?”
A sigh was her answer.
“Glori, I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
Her stomach went ablaze with tension. “What?”
“Glori, I heard you and Boahemaa! She was in my bathroom talking to you! I heard it all! You’re sleeping with a married man, Glori? A freaking married man? The man of the house you’re working in? Ei, Glori! What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you doing this to yourself?!”