He got home by 8.00pm. She was there. Waiting. She had been planning this for a while now and nothing was going to mess it up. There was no conversation between them. There never was. Occasionally she fantasized about what his first words to her might be. Not many times though. She liked their relationship just fine. He was her lover.
He pulled off his shirt like he always did. From the top. Sliding the neck of the polo over his head and with his hands still on the neck, taking the shirt off. She admired his torso. HARD. Just the way she liked it. His gold chain with the cross pendant glistened on his chest. A vast contrast from his dark skin. She bit on her lip. He strode towards his bathroom. Probably to take a leak. She loved the way his bum moved. D’Prince’s Give it to me now playing in her head. She smiled that slow lazy smile of hers. Her Man. He came back with his fly open. The thin line of hair running from his navel disappeared into his boxers. She dampened as her mind wandered to what lay there. He pulled his pants down taking his boxers an inch lower in the process. oooo la la. She closed her eyes for a second as he walked towards her. Letting the anticipation build. When she opened them, he was gone….. WHAT THE? SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!
In a certain office on a certain road, somewhere in Lagos, a letter was delivered. It was addressed to the managing director. The letter was given to him by his secretary. He opened it. It read….
You and your staff are very very very stupid. Infact God punish your family. You will not prosper. You think because you work in PHCN you can just be doing anyhow? Ehn? All of you are idiots. You don’t know in the night you are supposed to be giving light. How did you expect me to see that boy remove his boxers when you took the light ehn? Do you know how long I’ve been planning this thing? All of you just messed with my hard work just like that. Now I have to sneak in and leave that window open again. Your papa! If you like take light this night. Mschewwwww.
Signed, Peeping Toma.
Oga Director was speechless.
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