I will make it up to you…
I read the text and threw my phone in my imitation Berkin bag and cursed loudly. What was I hoping to achieve by that mean prank?
HIV positive??? Crap! I took out my phone again and texted him back.
Have a good weekend sir,
See you on Monday…if you still want me here.
I hurriedly took my bag and left the office post haste. My eyesight was dimming up with unshed tears. I needed to get home fast before I made a fool of myself in public.
The minute I opened my apartment door I unleashed my sobs as I locked the door behind me. I hurled my bag away and threw myself on the setee and cried like a baby, hugging my seat cushion…The seat still held a faint scent of his cologne and I inhaled deeper and remembered our midnight romp two days ago…
That night we had just clinched a multi million deal with KPA and the meeting with the executives had gone on late into the night. Okwonkwo had driven me home and we were both so happy. A simple goodnight kiss on my doorstep had gotten deeper and our passion had risen. I remembered pulling him into the house and he had laid me gently on the setee and slowly peeled off my stockings and panties.I remembered how he hiked my skirt up to my waist and kissed my inner thighs all the way up to my centre. He kissed and licked me to an amazing orgasm before he removed his clothes and put his hard dick inside me and I milked him to the last drop.
The game had changed for me that night. I had realized I was in love with my boss.I had moaned it loud when he came inside me and he had softly kissed me and smiled.
It was jealousy that had made me prank him.I knew he was married and I definitely knew he was screwing other women. I could not stand it. I wanted him to be mine and mine alone but the next day he had gone out for lunch with that Winnie slut as if nothing monumental had happened. Making love to me in my own house was not a big deal to him.
Fuck him! I angrily thought.
I don’t need this crap!!! Who the ferk did he think he was anyway!
I started sobbing again,who was I kidding. I wanted him. Not just physically but I wanted his heart too.
My phone beeped and I retrieved it from my berkin. It was him.
See you on Monday Jenny.
Make sure you wear red.
I smiled miserably.
Beep beep…another message.
Book an appointment for us at Aga Khan…we are going for that test.
Oh crap!
Paybill number gani?
