THE PASTOR’S WIFE…..(18+)…..Part 5


He sneaked into the children’s bedroom while
I was about to pray. The imagery of how he
sneaked into Ifeoma’s room was now clear,
but it didn’t hurt me anymore.
“Baby…..Please can I see you?” He said as
his voice trailed off.
I stood up gently and followed him to the
sitting room. I found myself holding my
breath, I folded my hands in my lap and
“i have missed you, despite all of these. I am
sorry for the way mom talked to you, she is
only acting of concern for me. I am her only
“So you are going to marry Ifeoma after she
puts to birth?” I asked in a low tone.
There were sadness in my eyes.
He pulled me close and began to kiss me
“I feel like we are doing this for the very first
time.” I admitted softly. My voice a broken
whisper as I gave him my whole body.
Now my limbs entwined with his, it was a joy
unparalleled to have the freedom to slide my
hands down that strong, lean back with its
taut, well developed muscles and silky skin,
to feel the amazing well defined mouth of his
lip taste.
It looked as if I was the husband snatcher,
sneaking to make love to my madam’s
husband in her comfort zone.
Kissing my tears away, David drove hard into
my body and finally fell against me, his
breathing harsh and his forehead lightly
sheened with sweat. As the e—-c scents from
our skin mingled, it was time to go to back to
I was reminded again that my home was in a
“Goodnight.” David whispered and left me in
the warmness of the sitting room.

The next morning which was Sunday, the
morning winds were swift. It began to drizzle.
David and Ifeoma had left quite early. I drove
the kids quietly to church that Morning.
“Mummy, is Aunty Ifeoma going to be our
new mummy?” my youngest daughter Mfon
asked girlishly.
“No darling. Jesus won’t let it happen.
Whatever you don’t want in your life, ask
Jesus to take it away .”
“mummy, will Jesus take Aunty Ifeoma away
from our house?” Teye asked.
“Yes Baby, Jesus will.” We were all basked in
the feeling of calmness that over took us.
After I dropped the kids at the children’s
church, I stepped into the church auditorium.
Everything changed, including my seat which
was right beside my husband’s seat on the
podium. My heart trembled, as I saw Ifeoma
rightly seated on my space.
My legs began to shake in between with the
choir’s ministration.
I shook my head like a crazy woman, my
bottom lip quivering, I was trying not to cry
It was obvious that I was about to push off
Ifeoma from my seat, and give her the
beatings of her life. But the ushers held me.
“maama calm down.” they whispered in
My distress was genuine and heartfelt.


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