A Worthy Fling

All that glitters is not gold.
My name is Gina (not real name), I am a forty one year old woman and have been married for exactly eleven years.  I met my husband in the bank where I worked, he was my colleague for two years and eight months. 

I was already working at the head office of this particular new generation bank before he joined, he was smart and quick and everyone spoke nicely of him. He was also good looking in a rugged way and I knew that there was something naughty about Gerald. (Not real name)

He drove a very classy car way above his level in the bank. This should have necessitated an investigation on him, but he already had the vehicle from his previous job. We knew all these because he was constantly a topic for discussion. 

Gerald gave everyone even top management something to talk about all of the time, he openly flirted with the female senior staff and it was always funny and disgusting to see them act like teenagers whenever Gerald played with them.

He had this charm that endeared him to people although some of us who were wise knew that the reason some of our top executives loved him was that he provided interesting female acquaintances for them.

I hardly spoke to Gerald, except it was work related. No reason in particular just that I wasn't exactly good at making new friends. 

On a particular day, I worked late; I had taken two days off work and so needed to clear my desk. As I stood to wait for the cab I'd called which was three minutes away, Gerald's car came to a stop in front of me. 

He got off the car and asked if he could take me home. The cab arrived as we stood and I told Gerald so. He walked over to the driver gave him some money and thanked him, of course the driver took off very qhickly.

Everything happened so quickly and I wasn't about to play hard to get because there wasn't even any need for that, this was just a colleague being nice to another colleague.

Gerald lived on the other side of town very far from where I lived and it surprised me that he still wanted to take me home. We got talking about the music he played; I couldn't understand why this adult would be rapping along to the rap music blasting in his car.

He laughed at my remarks over his choice of music and even when I tried hard to annoy him, he still laughed and joked and also threw some jabs at me. He said I looked older than my age because I was too stiff and serious.

I didn't like the things he said about me but I found myself paying attention to him. Gerald did not take me straight home, he insisted on driving to his place first to pick something.  I didn't argue with him, I knew that I wouldn't get off the car when we got to his house. 

Gerald was out in less than ten minutes, he came out with a small bag and we set out to my place.  I couldn't get myself to tell him that his small compound was beautiful and I had also noticed that there were two other vehicles which were well covered in his compound,

All the while, I thought to myself "who is this guy?" He broke into my thoughts when he called me "aunty" I just started laighing, "who is your aunty?"

I gave him the directions to my house and we were there earlier than I envisaged.  I suddenly felt pity for him to have to drive all the way and so I offered him a drink before leaving.

It was when Gerald got off the car that I noticed he must have changed to a tshirt when we stopped over in his house. As soon as we got into my flat, he told me that he was hungry, I quickly warmed some stew and served him fried plantains with the stew. 

I went into my room to change and Gerald walked in on me half naked. I screamed but strangely, I wasn't angry, I just pulled my skirt back up to my chest.  He came close to me, took my hands off my skirt which dropped freely to the floor, he unstrapped my bra quite professionally and gently laid me on my own bed. 

All I could hear was R Kelly's song playing in my head, "my mind is telling no but my body is telling me yes"

Gerald did to me what I never imagined could be done to a woman. He touched parts of my body that I never knew existed and by the time he was done I was begging him for more but he left me panting and shut the door behind him.

I should have felt cheap and used but I was just excited and thinking of Gerald made me come to a climax two more times that night.

My doorbell woke me up that morning, it was our compund's maiguard, "oh Lalai na wetin?" "Na the plumber wey wan fix water wey dey leak from your bathroom dey drop for your neighbour window for downstairs" "okay bring him up"

I still cannot explain what I felt when the plumber turned out to be Gerald, of course he bribed my maiguard who had seen two of us together the night before. He told him that he was my husband to be. 

Right from the door, Gerald took me to another world different from where he took me the last time. 

Gerald had packed a few things from his house that night, hence the small bag, he checked into a hotel nearby and was able to pull off that morning surprise. 

I begged him to stay all day, this time he accepted and called off work. All we did were to eat and have more sex. He came back after work the next day and that was how my two days leave turned into a sex leave.

When I resumed work after the two days leave, I was in such high spirits. I saw Gerald that afternoon and immediately my heart started to beat fast. He did not even as much as say a simple hello to me, I could not concentrate all day.

It went on like this for the rest of the week, no hello and no conversation. By the weekend I accepted that it was just a worthy fling. 

To be continued....