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We have got this enchanting story!, titled: “The Perfect Couple” and here is a brand new Episode for your reading pleasure and am sure you’re going to learn a lot from this story.

The only thing Nick could wish for at that moment was for the earth to open up and swallow him. His randy hardened Joystick instantly became flaccid and his heart began to beat so fast like it had gone out of control.

Never in his life had he found himself in such situation. He regretted everything he had done to this woman and every sexual desire he had had for her.

His legs remained glued to the ground and he didn’t even have the slightest strength to lift them up. He just helplessly stared at the couple in embarrassment, shame and fear.

Ruth quickly tied up her night gown and walked past her husband, into the house.

Paul stared after her and then looked at Nick.

The man was more confused and embarrassed than angry. He just didn’t know what to say to Nick. He quickly entered the house and banged the door.

Nick instantly unfroze and crawled back into his house. For the first time in his life, he hated s*x.

Worst still, he felt like packing his whole belongings and leave his neighborhood.

Why had he gone to see that woman this morning? Hadn’t Boma promised him she was going to come around today? She was even going to come with another girl to have a party with him! What in the world did he want from that married woman again. He couldn’t control his heart beat as he pounced around restlessly from one room to another. He felt like cutting his Joystick off.

He wondered what was going on in the next door. Was the man going to send his wife packing? Nick’s head wanted to burst at this thought. What would happen to the poor lovely woman? He was going to be the cause for the break up of this lovely couple’s marriage.

Would he ever forgive himself if this happens?

He couldn’t wait for Monday to reach so that he would go to work and process his transfer.

He now needed it urgently.

He listened to hear if the couple’s were quarreling.

Yes, he thought he could hear something.

In the other house, Paul had followed his wife into the bedroom. He couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed. He had to look intensely at Ruth to ensure an alien was not impersonating her. she avoided eye contact with him as she acted restlessly in the house sitting and standing and adjusting her cloth.

Paul thought she was different. She looked wild and slutty. What in the world had happened to his once God fearing virtuous wife?

He was so embarrassed to speak up. He was short of words.

“What was that?” he asked in a mixed tone.

His voice was both angry, confused and inquisitive.

“What?” she asked, trying to sound confident and making great effort not to look at him.

“Ruth! Are you alright?” Now his voice was raised. It was also angrier. “wait… Are you trying to sleep with him? Is this what you do at home when I am out for work?” Paul was almost certain that demons had possessed his once innocent and God fearing wife. What happened to the woman he married?

Paul had never raised his voice at Ruth before.

They had never had any cause to exchange words. Ruth hated this moment. She hated the fact that her husband had caught her in a disgraceful mood. She hated the fact that she had stooped so low to behave like a lady with no home training just because she wanted extra sexual satisfaction. She felt embarrassed and wondered what would be of her. What if Paul decided he would end the marriage? What would people say? She would become like women she had looked at with disdain in the past. She even felt worst because she was actually guilty of pre-marital s*x and had enjoyed every bit of it.

But hadn’t Paul acted disgraceful too? Hadn’t she watched a video of him sleeping with another woman? Yet she felt much embarrassed.

Paul was simply short of words as different possibilities of what his wife could have been doing all these while ran through his mind.

He couldn’t believe this was his once lovely wife. He could only stare at the stranger, anger boiling up within him. He wanted to hurt her; he even wanted to kill her. But he was restrained because of what he had done two days ago.

How could he be justifiably angry when he had also disgracefully made love to a strange woman recently? But he was still mad at Ruth.

It was hard for him to come to term with what he saw her did. Could that young man be sleeping with his wife? He was mad.

“Ruth! Is this how low you have stooped because you feel I don’t satisfy you in bed?”

He was angrier at the fact that she couldn’t look at him. “Have you forgotten who you are?”

Silence.

“Ruth!”

“What? You are no better than me… you have no…”

“You think I can act in such a disgraceful manner? You show off your body shamelessly and you have the guts to accuse me?” how dare his wife compare him with what she had done?

She was backing him, pretending to be busy with the items on the dressing table. Her body language didn’t tell him that she was remorseful. She was acting like she didn’t do anything wrong, he thought. And this got him really mad.

He walked up to her.

To be continued.