CANDIDATE FOR HELL
By Elton Nana Amoah Jnr
Episode Two (2) “Time with the Wardrobe”
“Stop it! Stop it, Jazzy!” Fosu said. “This isn’t right, what if your husband comes home?” Fosu tried stopping her, but Jazzy seemed too strong to be overpowered.
Before Jazzy could go any further, Fosu had responded by giving in to Jazzy’s kisses. Fosu could not resist her, for she was his kryptonite.
After several minutes of passion, Fosu and Jazzy were in bed together. They were both naked, dripping in sweat, and panting heavily.
“So when will you stop seducing me with your beauty?” Fosu blurted out.
“Tell me you didn’t like it, and I’ll stop” Jazzy said flirtatiously. Blushing uncontrollably, Fosu looked into Jazzy’s big beautiful eyes and confessed, “I missed this—and I loved it so much”. Jazzy leaned over and whispered into his ear, “Whenever you miss me, I am always at your service.”
Feeling euphoric and light, Fosu got out of Jazzy’s bed. As he was about to dress up and get ready to leave, Jazzy had stopped him.
“No, please don’t go. Knowing Enyo has you to herself is killing me. Please stay a little longer” Jazzy said.
In attempt to prevent Fosu from leaving, Jazzy had used her body to barricade the door. She then removed her nightgown and let it drop down to the floor. Staring at Jazzy had aroused Fosu all again.
“I know what you’re doing, hahaha. This time it won’t work, you know I have to go” he laughed as he collected his car keys.
Smiling mischievously, Jazzy was secure knowing she still had Fosu at her beck and call.
Holding her by the waist, Fosu looked at Jazzy and asked an obvious question: “Where is your husband by the way?” Like magic, they heard the sound of the car engine coming from the compound.
Jazzy quickly looked through the window to see who it was. It was her husband.
“Damn it, it’s William” Jazzy said.
The thought of Jazzy’s husband catching them in the act caused Fosu to panic. Fear was lingering in the air, and they were so scared and wondering what to do next. There was no way a man will be happy seeing his wife sleeping with another man in their matrimonial home.
“Do you want your husband to kill me?” Fosu said. He was frightened. Annoyed and yearning for attention, Jazzy looked at Fosu and said, “Shush!! be a man for once in your life for Christ’s sake! ” Jazzy said. “My friend, go and get into the wardrobe!” She said in annoyance.
Without hesitation, Fosu dashed into the wardrobe she had instructed and covered himself with clothes. That seemed to be the best option at that exact moment.
Immediately after Jazzy closed the wardrobe, William came into the room. His face was covered in blood. Once Jazzy saw this, she was stunned.
“Baby, whose car is parked outside?” William asked.
“Oh, the car?” Jazzy said frantically. “I don’t know, I saw it there a while ago. It must belong to the neighbours, you know they switch cars like pairs of socks You tell me what happened to you, don’t worry about the car” Jazzy said. She then quickly brought out a first aid kit and attended to her husband.
She washed off the blood and began dressing her husband’s wounds.
“I got attacked by some armed men, they mistook me for someone“ he said. “If not for some nearby residents, I would have been killed.” He continued on and on with his cock and bull story.
Still hiding in the closet, Fosu was covered in his own sweat and kept wondering how he was going to get himself out of the mess he made.
The clock was ticking and he was losing his patience. His wedding was just hours away. Fosu checked the time again, it was 4:30 AM. His wedding was to commence at 9:00 AM.
4:45 AM
Fosu’s friends had finally noticed his sudden absence. As such, Yaw, his best man, attempted to call Fosu on his cellphone, but the call never came through.
Tired and in an excruciating amount of pain, William had heard strange sounds coming from the wardrobe which startled him. Ah, Jazzy, what is that?!” He inquired. However, Jazzy outsmarted him once more.
Jazzy began undressing herself and turned to William, “William.. baby… when was the last time you had me?” she said. That was enough to distract her husband, William.
Jazzy began to remove her robe. At this point Jazzy was totally naked in front of her husband. Indeed, it had been over 3 months since they last got intimate with each other, and his loins ached for some action. He stared at her small firm breasts, and immediately visualized the Bar Attendant’s beautiful bosom. He breathed in a sharp breath and his loins began to ache once more. Even though he was in pain, he needed to devour someone tonight. Their marriage had not been the same since Jazzy revealed her pregnancy.
When Jazzy broke the news of her pregnancy to William, their marriage started to decline. There was less intimacy, less happiness. William did not come home on time anymore. Rather than bringing them together, Jazzy’s pregnancy drove a wedge in between them.
Jazzy’s bare breasts were staring William in the face. Her nipples, the colour of dark chocolate, were inviting him for a taste. Though he was aching, he still imagined that Jazzy’s breasts were that of the bar attendant. With that image stuck in his mind, William drew Jazzy towards to him by the waist and began sucking her nipples hungrily.
From the keyhole of the wardrobe, Fosu could see everything that was going on. Now was his chance, as Jazzy was distracting her husband in order for him to escape without being noticed.
Fosu checked his watch, the time was 4:55 AM. He was a mess, and he needed to get home. He could not be late to his own wedding.
The next minute, Fosu had heard Jazzy moaning in euphoria. Fosu knew Jazzy very well, and he knew that she was faking it. He controlled his laughter out of the fear of getting caught.
Looking into the peephole once more, he saw Jazzy. This time, she was on top of William. Reverse Cowgirl— that was one of their favourite positions to do together. The thought of Jazzy on top of him caused him to sweat some more. Getting ready to rush out, he knew this was his one and only chance to leave.
“Any moment now, Jazzy, come on“ Fosu thought.
He slowly opened the door of the wardrobe. Dismally, as he was stepping out, he had stepped on one of Jazzy’s baby shower presents—-a yellow rubber duck. The sound echoed, giving off an echoing quack! sound. Which unfortunately, echoed into the outer room. Thinking he was in the clear, Fosu let out a sigh of relief. When suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him.
To Be Continued
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