My Husband’s Dark Request - Season 1 - Episode 9

4 years ago

My Husband’s Dark Request - Season 1 - Episode 9

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From that day, once my husband had gone to work, Jude would automatically appear. He took me in the sitting room, by the pool, on my matrimonial bed, in the kitchen, on the stairs, in the hallway, you name it and all these time, never did he once ejaculate within me.

As for me, I was too taken away by all the pleasure to refuse him or end all the rubbish. We worshipped in the same church and even while in church, he wouldn’t keep his eyes off me. It made me feel so uncomfortable and I was nervous that his wife who was singing the hymn by his side would notice.

After church service, Jude and his family followed us home. We mostly did a get-together once in a while and Sundays was one of the days. While we left the children to play within the house with all the toys I had initially bought my unborn children five years ago which were not forthcoming, Susan, Jude’s wife offered to assist me with preparing lunch in the kitchen while the men watched a soccer game in the sitting room.
We got talking and I noticed that she was distressed. Putting aside our little chitchat, I asked out of concern as I filled a glass cup with water and started to drink: “Susan I have noticed how worried you look since we met at church, are you okay?”

She heaved a sad sigh as she chopped some vegetables then replied: “It’s Jude.” Susan was always free to tell me her problems but I never really returned such. “I think he’s cheating on me.” She paused now, placing a hand on her hip.

I almost choked on the water and quickly caught myself. After recovering from my coughing, I took a deep breath then asked: “What do you mean by he is cheating?”

“I know that my husband has always been a cheat chasing after university girls but it is worse this time. He has refused to sleep with me for the past three weeks and even when I manage to arouse him, he can hardly get it up because he has exhausted the life out of it and I’m left to go to bed like that, sulking…”

“Okay… but do you have any idea who your husband might be cheating on you with?” I cautiously asked.

“No, he’s very discreet about this particular woman this time. I have secretly gone through his phone at night, no call, no text, just a mighty depletion in our pack of condom at home. Whoever this woman is, may she not know peace for making me almost depressed.”
I swallowed hard at the mention of a curse and nervously scratched my nape. “So what do you intend to do?” I pressed.
She shrugged a shoulder as she began to rinse the chicken under the gushing tap. “Jude knows very well that I can barely go three days without sex and yet he has denied me for three weeks, I am thinking of calling up Nathan.”

I frowned. “Isn’t that your ex?” I whispered in disbelief.

“And so?” She whispered back. “Is it a new thing? See…” she came to me, wiping her wet hands against her apron as she whispered, wary of the men in the living room. “Almost every married woman out there is sleeping with another man other than her husband. It’s nothing new. Men think they are the only one who can cheat but we women too can and we are very good at hiding it.”