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MY WIFE IS SLEEPING WITH MY BOSS
"You will get the cement truck when I get your wife in my bed. Just one night, and the truck will be yours." My boss said, and so many emotions ran through me in an instant.
The ànger in me surpassed all other emotions, and I felt like pûnching him to dèàth right there and then, but I stopped myself.
He was my boss after all, and I needed his help bàdly, but not at the expense of my dear wife Imade.
My name is Tobi and Imade was my childhood sweetheart, we grew up in the same neighborhood. We played hide and seek for years until we eventually made our relationship public.
After school, I secured a good paying job in the bank and I married Imade immediately she was done schooling, even when her parents never liked me that much.
Our marriage wasn't the best because we constantly have issues, but I had to stay in the marriage because of my daughter Ajoke, who was just two years old at the time.
Imade my wife was a very beautiful woman, she had the height of a model, the perfect hourglass figure and her creamy skin tone could make any man lose control of himself, but I was an exception.
You know when you have something at your disposal then it becomes less valuable to you, that was what happened between Imade and I.
Let me not go into details of how I fell out of love with my wife, I just want to tell you how my boss came in between my wife and I.
A year into marriage, I lost my job at the bank and things became so difficult for me because I had no savings.
I thought life was only going to be on the bright side for me until my life turned upside down.
I searched for job for a very long time until I finally found one in a construction company as a motor boy to a driver in the company.
I was not happy with my job because I did almost all the work while the driver relaxed and get paid double my salary in a month.
The money I got wasn't even enough to feed my wife and daughter, that was when my wife came in.
Imade had searched for job after I lost mine because I made her quit her job immediately we got married.
When I needed her to get a job and start helping our little family, she couldn't find one.
So, Imade suggested that she starts selling soft drinks and snacks in a kiosk by the side of the company where I work and I reluctantly agreed. I needed extra hands to help run the house.
The day I took my wife to go see my boss so that we could make our intentions known to him, I could see the fire in his eyes as he stared at my wife unashamedly.
Oh Poverty! It will never be well with you! A man like me was checking my wife out in front of me and I could do nothing.
I was àngry, little did I know that it was just the beginning. I can still remember how my boss quickly agreed to let my wife sell her stuff by the side of the company.
Imade started selling cold drinks and snacks and I would go to sit in front of her kiosk during break period.
My boss who was so rich couldn't buy food and drinks from the big restaurants around us anymore, he started buying snacks and soft drinks from my wife.
He doesn't even care if I was sitting there, his driver would just stop right in front of my wife kiosk and wind down the window of the backseat where my boss would make his orders with a smile on his face.
This was a man who never smiles at anyone in the company, but he would smile at my wife and even leave his change for her.
I didn't fail to notice how he usually brushes his hand on my wife's hand anytime the opportunity arises.
When I couldn't take it anymore, I stopped my wife from coming anywhere close to the company.
Our marriage may not be perfect, but that doesn't mean that I would let another man come close to my wife.
After my wife stopped coming, things went from bàd to worst as the driver I was working with wasn't helping matters.
I decided to become a driver myself, since I was already doing the work of a driver while another person takes the salary.
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"You wife is the price" my boss had told me when he summoned me to his office that day.
I had submitted my application letter to his secretary earlier that day and he had asked one of the securities to call me some hours later.
I had gone there in high hopes, but what he wanted in exchange for giving me a cement truck was too big a price.
"I'm not interested anymore sir. I no longer want the cement truck." I said angrily.
"Mr Tobi, you don't need to get angry. This is just a simple thing. You scratch my back and I scratch yours. Just one night and your wife will be back in your arms.
"You have her already, let me just have a taste of her for only one night and we will all be happy." My middle aged boss tried so hard to convince me.
"With all due respect sir. I don't wish to continue with this conversation." I said, angrily standing up on my feet as I tried to leave the office.
"One million naira!" My boss said and I stopped deàd in my track.
"One million naira?" I asked with shaky lips as I slowly turned around to face my boss.
"Yes, one million naira and you will also get the cement truck. Just for one night with your wife." My boss said confidently.
I thought of what I could do with the money, and getting the cement truck would automatically catapult me into riches.
"What do I do now?" I asked myself as I thought of what would favor me.
The offer was tempting, but when I thought of how my boss was going to ravish and enjoy my wife, I became conflîcted.
"The money and the cement truck or my wife?" I just had to choose one!
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