SISTER MARY 30
I returned to my apartment by 5:15pm after a very busy day at the office, disjointed and sad.
“Chioma really isn’t being reasonable with me. Can’t she just understand my plight?” i wondered unhappily.
Five minutes later my door bell rang, bringing me out of my thoughts with its sharp noise. I couldn’t help but wonder who it was.
“good evening” Mary greeted with a smile as i opened the door. She had a black nylon bag in her right hand, which i curiously stared at.
“i guess you are just coming back from work. Your tie is still on you. I came to make soup for my dear husband. I figured you have nothing here” she said sweetly. I shrugged with a forced smile.
“yea come in dear.” i murmured politely as i made way for her to enter. She gracefully walked into my apartment and headed straight to the kitchen.
I truly hated seeing her. Her presence simply disgusts me, but i had no choice than to play along. I just couldn’t wait to get rid of her.
Surprisingly she stayed back after preparing a Vegetable soup for me. I had expected her to leave after making the soup but she gave a flimsy excuse.
“darling i hope i can stay the night with you. I want to sleep in your arms. I’ll leave tomorrow morning” she kind of asked as we ate together.
“but you know unmarried couples arn’t supposed to be sleeping together?” i asked, trying to use religion to deny her request.
“whatever i’m staying the night” she concluded with a strong smile which somehow got me worried. Her action sort of told me that she already had something planned out and perhaps could be a bit difficult for me to dictate the way to run our relationship.
“i have to be very careful and watchful” i adviced myself.
Immediately after the meal, i left her in the sitting room and went straight to bed. I wasn’t happy she was around, what if Chioma decides to show up at this moment?” i fearfully reasoned before falling asleep.
By the early hours of the next day, i woke up to see Mary hungrily su.cking my d--k as if her life depended on it. I was shocked and quickly defensive.
“oh not again” i hissed to myself, fearfully pushing her away a bit roughly. She instantly stared at me with offended eyes. As if she suddenly realised that i was merely tolerating her.
To be continued.