TEARS OFMARRIAGE

Part one

My wife had been cheating on me for two months now. I discovered it after I got her deleting
messages from her phone. This was not her norm. Ever since I started dating her she had never
deleted her texts neither did she walk around with her phone. So when I saw the sudden change
in behavior, my eyebrows were raised. At first I didn't want to believe it since I loved my wife so
much and I never wanted anything to happen between us. This trend continued for sometime
to an extent of her not having sex with me. Whenever I touched her in bed, she complained
that she was tired or not in the mood. I remember one day, after she reported from work she
told me that she was so tired and I should excuse her for the night. Imagine having not played
sex for the past three weeks and yet your are married and your wife is still giving you sometime
off. The excuse; she is tired.

That night I decided to confirm my worries, I went to bed early and pretended to sleep. My
wife joined me in bed but instead of sleeping, her eyes were glued on her phone with
earphones hanging from her ears. She was smiling all the way and I could not understand how
a tired wife can stay awake up to midnight? After she slept, I took her phone to check the
messages but it was locked. This raised my suspicion more. Why should she lock her
messages if there is nothing cooking? I checked her call logs to see if it could give me a clue.
Here I found one of her colleagues from work who has been a frequent caller. To my surprise,
this man could call my wife more than four times a day. What I didn't understand was why
call her when they were usually together in the office? Moreso every Monday, this guy came
to my home to pick my wife as they went for the workshop. He was a married man and a leader
in a local church. Since it was only call logs with no evidence at hand I opted not to ask her
but instead do my own investigation and have concrete evidence so that I don't ruin my
marriage just because of being insecure.

The following day, my wife left earlier than usual. She had a special assignment to finish up
before the deadline. As usual, I didn't touch her though I felt like having sex. It hurt me but there
was nothing I could do about it.
 After she left, I contacted my friend to express my fears to her. She was her colleague and I
just wanted to confirm if there was any special assignment my wife undertakes. Since I didn't
want to make her realize that my wife had left, I asked her if she had gone to work which she
declined telling me that they were having a remote day. This meant that none of them was to
report to the office on that day. My wife had lied to me. With my worries confirmed, I decided
to play her game, I called Fidelis; Fidelis was the wife to Henry who was my wife's colleague. I
told her I want to talk to her husband but she told me he had left. He said he had an
appointment with th pastor and since it was a remote working day, he thought it wise to
go there in the morning so that he can be home later in the evening before it's late. I tried to
join the dots. My wife left and Henry is not at home too. There must be something on, I told
myself. Since I knew the pastor's home, I decided to pay him a visit just to confirm what Fidelis
had told me. True, I found Henry there talking to the pastor.

I called my wife to check on her but her phone went unanswered. Twenty minutes later, she
called me back telling me that she had left her phone in her handbag and she was in the office.
This could not add up since I heard soft music in the background. After this call, I texted Fidelis
asking her if we could have a cup of tea later in the day. I needed a feminine figure around me. I
had missed that feeling of love from my wife and I needed someone I could talk to and since I
was suspecting that Henry was sleeping around with my wife, the best person to talk to was
Fidelis. To my surprise, she agreed to meet me without hesitation. But she gave me a condition;
we can't meet in the village. It must be away from the village to safeguard our dignity and the
prying eyes of the village mongers. Since her husband was not at home, she suggested that we
meet that day at Blue waves hotel. Since I had nothing to do in the house, I agreed.

Two hours later, Fidelis arrived clad in a tightly fitting dress that showed all her feminine
features. The dress ended just bow the knees exposing her beautiful legs with her feet in red
sandals that matched perfectly with her brown skin. Her cleavage clearly visible. She gave me a
sight that I desired in my wife which my wife had taken away from me. "You are beautiful
Fidelis." I told her as she took her seat opposite to mine. "Thank you, but I wish my husband
could see me as yo see me." She said pulling down her dress as she sat.

Part Two

I looked into her eyes and I saw hurt and betrayal. Her voice was dry and she seemed lost in the
world of thought. The smile on her face after my compliment faded away. She looked at me
straight in the eyes and asked me a question that I never expected. " Greg are you sure am
beautiful?" I was speechless. Fidelis was one of the ladies who deserved the adjective beautiful.
She was thirty two but looked like in her early twenties. She had round hips with medium sized
butts. A thin waist and her upper body slightly enlarged by her rounded boobs. She had a flat
tummy despite being a mother of two. She kept her skin natural. She was smooth and glowing.
Her lips were well curved with the medium sized nose hanging delicately above her upper lip
giving her face a magnetic effect to the eyes if men. Her white eyes well spaced with dark
eyelashes and eyebrows completing her facial beauty. Her hair freely obeying gravity. No
chemicals not wigs. Natural she was. " Yes you are beautiful Fidelis. Henry must be a lucky man
to have you as his wife." I answered her. "Thank you Greg, your words just reassured me that am
human. I wish I could listen to such words almost everytime in my life but they are too scarce
for me. Once again thank you." She said reaching out for my hand and squeezed it slightly. Then
the waiter came to take our orders. Since it was almost lunch time, I chose a heavy meal for
myself. When the waiter turned to her she just said same. Five minutes later and our food was
served. We started talking on various topics ranging from social life politics and finally found
ourselves discussing Love. This topic took most of our time and also provided answers to my
many unanswered questions. "Greg, do you believe in love?" She asked. "Yes I do. Love exists
between two souls." I replied looking at her. "She shook her head in disapproval. "Love is just a
word that humanity use to get what they want and after having it it's disregarded and thrown
away like garbage." Her statement startled me. Does she mean she never enjoyed love in her
marriage when she looked so Happy from outside? "What do you mean by that Fidelis?" Love is
a gift from God and we should love each other just as God loves us." I added. "Greg there is
where the problem starts. Most of us tend to bring God in issues so as to subdue the effects of
neglect. Sometimes I wonder if really God loved us. He could not have allowed some things to
happen to us. To make the matters worse, those of us who proclaim to love God are the same
people who cause havoc in other people's hearts and wreck their lives. She said with a lot of
pain in her voice. She seemed carried away. "Fidelis, I wish I was a preacher just like your
husband, I could have taught you the Bible but from the simple verses I have read, it's clear that
God loves us. He always fights for us during the hour of need. He provides solutions to all our
problems and above all helps us overcome temptations. "What do you take love to be?" I asked
her. "Love is a venom, it's a vice upon which the foundation of all evil is built. Love is nothing,
completely nothing. Love is wicked." I saw anger building up in her eyes. ",No Fidelis, love is the
best thing that can ever happen to humanity. When love is pure, we all enjoy it. Just like water,
we can't live without love." I said. "Greg, why do you compare love with water? Water gives us
life but love gives us nothing." She said. " You are wrong my dear, water looks so calm and
harmless, it's the only source of life and nothing can live without water but the calm and
harmless looking water is the most destructive weapon of nature. Nothing can stand against
the wrath of water, no other weapon matches it; not even an atomic bomb." I explained. "I
don't understand you Greg" She said.
Part Three

Am sorry Fidelis. But love is the best thing that can ever happen to you. The only problem is that
if you are in love with the wrong person, then you will never know peace. Your heart will be
troubled. Sorrow will follow you like madimoni. Love is like water my dear, just as water gives
life so does love give happiness, the same way water can take away life, love can also take
away the little happiness that we once enjoyed." I explained to her as she listened keenly. "Greg,
your wife must be lucky to have you as a husband." She said after sipping her orange juice.
What she didn't know was the fact that my wife changed. She is the one giving me trouble. She
has taught me things the hard way. I wished my wife could understand that am a man too and I
have a human heart that needs love just as other men do. When I married my wife eight years
ago, she was the most obedient and loving woman I had ever met. Trouble started after she got
employed with this NGO. In the beginning,we used to do everything together. I could cook for
the family as she bathed our son. She could join me in the kitchen afterwards to keep me
company as I cooked. When I was tired from job, she could bathe me and I could do the same
when she was tired too. This ceased the second month of her employment. It hurt me but
there was little I could do. I tried to make her happy but it seemed like her happiness was
somewhere else but not in the house. She started quarreling over nothing not forgetting
shouting at our eight months old daughter. This made me worried since this has never
happened before. I remember she once slapped me on my way to work just because I had not
prepared our son for school. Anyway, in short my wife changed making me the most miserable
man in a marriage. At first I thought it was job stress but I started doubting her fidelity when
passwords started changing on her phone like her underpants. The only thing that I didn't want
to do was to confront her only to find out that my suspicion was not true, I needed evidence;
concrete evidence.

" Your husband must be lucky to have you too. You are an amazing woman." I replied. I was
being honest. Fidelis was beautiful and am sure most men desired to share a table with her
just as I am doing today. I wondered why her husband should cheat on her with my wife. Why?

"Thank you Greg, at least you have made me happy even for a moment." Fidelis said as she
reached for her purse and paid the bills. On leaving the hotel, I spotted my wife boarding a taxi.
She was not in the clothes that she left home without. I wanted to shout at her but I realized it
was a waste of time since the taxi was already off and I was with Fidelis. I tried calling her but
she could not be reached on phone. It was off. As if she was reading my mind. Fidelis reached
for my hand and pulled me. "Handsome man, let's go home" she said leading the way to the bus
stage. We boarded a matatu and within forty minutes we were back home. Our son ran towards
me and I gave him packed lunch. I had bought it specifically for him because I was sure he had
not eaten anything. He was not the type to leave the house not unless in my company or that of
his mother. I thought my wife was already at home but I didn't need to ask not after the
boy came to me running for food. I went straight to our bedroom and laid on the bed. "Thank
you for your time Greg. I wish we could have the whole day together. Am bored here in the
house. Henry is not yet back. Enjoy your evening." That was the text from Fidelis.

Part Four

That evening my wife came late than usual. She was now dressed in the same clothes she was
in when she left in the morning. I didn't know where she changed the clothes from but I was
sure she was the one I had seen board a taxi next to the hotel where I was with Fidelis. My wife
went straight into the bathroom. "I feel tired, let me fresh up first." She said as she closed the
door to the bathroom. That was when I received a text from Fidel. "Hubby has just arrived, he
is in the bathroom. Let me set the table for him." This text hurt me the most. How can that be?
My wife just pops in and goes to the bathroom and on the other side Henry goes to the
bathroom too just after coming back? Was this a mere coincidence? After taking a shower, my
wife went straight to bed. Our children were fast asleep. The boy rarely stays up untill eight. It
was now fifteen minutes past nine. On the other hand our daughter sleeps early. She was still a
toddler.

After watching the news. I went to the bedroom and found my wife chatting all at smiles.
Those texts must be exciting to her. The one texting them but have been a good one. I stood at
the door for over ten minutes without her knowledge. She occasionally kissed the phone after
reading the texts. When I stepped in the bedroom. She pressed the power button and the
screen went blank. From the look in her eyes, I read guilt. Unlike the previous days when she
could face me, today she faced away. This made me more worried. She tried to touch me but I
was not in the mood for the touches. Not after I had witnessed her kiss the phone and the
change of clothes I had witnessed during the day. "My dear, are you having an affair?" I asked
without a second thought. This question got her flair, her madness activated. "Greg, are you
accusing me of cheating? Have you ever seen me with a man? How dare you say this to me?" She
said as she rose from the bed. I just sat there watching her. U had never seen her this mad. I
remembered the words of my counselor. "When you see your spouse behaving mad after
asking them a question on infidelity, chances are high that your worries are true. "You have
changed much my dear, you are not the wife I married and I just wanted to know if you are
having a man outside this wedlock. That's all" I said calmy. "I have never thought you see me as
an adulterous woman, I thought I was married to a husband who loves me but you have proven
me wrong." She said as she started packing her clothes. "Am going home, I can't stay with a
man who doesn't trust me."

This was the least expected. I thought she could suggest we have a talk. We have always had
issues in this marriage but she had never threatened to pack. "What of our children?" I asked her.
" I don't care, they are your children, take care of them." She shouted waking up the little girl
who started crying. I went to her bedroom and picked her up. When she saw her mother,
she struggled to get to her but the mother seemed not interested. I went to the kitchen,
warned her food and feed her. While in the kitchen, I received a chilling text from Fidelis.
"Imagine Greg, Henry has not taken food in the house. After the shower she went straight to
the bed and seems to be chatting with someone smiling all through."

"Am sorry for you girl." I texted back. I wanted to tell her the behavior of my wife had day but
I thought it was not prudent of me. After feeding the girl, she fell asleep again. My wife's furry
seemed to have subsided for I saw her smile on her phone again but the moment she saw
me,she became sullen and picked up her suitcase. "Am leaving." She declared.

Part Five

My wife was behaving weird. This is not the kind of marriage I expected to have. I always
wanted my marriage to be a model to the others. I wanted people to use me as an example of
an ideal marriage. All in all, she had decided. I left her in the bedroom and went to watch the
television. I didn't want to see her leave. I loved my wife. Nothing will ever come between and
my love for my wife. Not even her infidelity. After two hours. I went to the bedroom only to
find my wife dead asleep. She looked beautiful with her eyes closed. I loved her, she was a
treasure to me and I didn't want to lose her. I remember how she gave me sleepless nights
chasing her. We were both from the same village. Only that I was two years older than her. She
was the daughter to the village elder. Twice I had escaped beating from her clansmen. Her
father was against our relationship but since we loved each other, our love overcame the test
of time. She was a student by then while I had just completed my form four. I remember
paying her school fees from form two. This was because her dad refused to pay her fees. I
know some of you will say that I was a fool to do such but I believe it was the power of love.
That love that still lives in my heart. The pure love for my wife. The only woman I have ever
loved.

Luckily, she wasn't foolish in class and she qualified for the university after her form four. That
was back in the year 2000. I jonined university the same year to pursue my degree which had
now lost meaning to me. In her second year of study, her father died and I became the sole
guardian. I provided for her needs courtesy of the help from my loving mother. After
graduation, we moved in as a couple in 2006 and we were blessed with our first born a year
later. Life was sweet and we both enjoyed our marriage. She was a true definition of a wife.
People envied me and am sure they still do because they don't know what am going through in
this marriage.
Trouble started when she got employed. At first, she started complained of virtually everything
I did. The money I gave her became little and she gradually started applying ponds something
that hurt me the most. I loved her as a natural woman but now here she was taking away what
I treasured most in her; her natural beauty. I have not mentioned the change in her dressing
code. My wife used to dress in clothes that covered three quarters of her body, but in the
second months of her job, she bought several mini skirts and mini dresses that fitted her
tightly. It hurt me but anytime I asked her about it, she always gave the same reason. "It's a
requirement in the office my love."

As I was still watching her sleeping, her phone screen lit. I had never seen her phone on silent. I
looked at it only to see the last bit of the text. "I enjoyed it. Thanks." I tried to open the
message but her phone was protected by a password. I wished I could know who the person
was and what did he or she enjoy. I was about to get to bed when my wife took her phone, read
the text,smiled then shut it down. I wanted to talk to her, I wished to make her understand how
hurting it is eating me up. I undressed, then joined her in bed. My hands itching to touch her
but my mind was against it. I obeyed my mind for her behavior indicated that she was not ready
for me. She rolled herself in the bedsheets leaving the blanket for me. I swallowed bitter saliva.
I wished to talk to a woman, a woman who could understand me and that was my wife. For
once I thought of cheating on her but my love for her could not allow me. "May God help me
remain faithful." I prayed in my heart. Before I dozed off, my phone vibrated. It was a text from
Fidelis. "Greg am bored, I wish we could talk. Let's meet tomorrow please. Goodnight man."

Part Six

I met Fidelis at the same hotel we met yesterday. I can say that meeting her put a smile on my
face. She was humble and smartly dressed. She reminded me of my early days of marriage.
When my wife used to dress modest. From the look in her eyes, she was still frustrated. Maybe
she had cried the whole night or let's say she had just cried because her eyes were red
contradicting her normally snow white eyes. "Let's have a drink." I suggested. I had not taken
anything in my house. My wife woke up early than usual, prepared the boy for school and
before I could wake up they were all gone. Thanks to Sheilah, our house help who was now
taking care of Nasambu; my daughter. She had reported back this morning after going to visit
her grandma who was sick. I felt hungry and bitter at the same time. My wife left no food for
me. "Thanks alot, I'll be grateful. Am damn hungry." Fidelis said as she called the waiter. At
least we had something to start off the talk. Why was she hungry yet she was coming from
her house? I asked. "Greg you won't believe it, my house has no peace, I just don't understand
my husband anymore. He is just making my home a living hell. Infact I decided to take our
children to my mother so that they don't get the negatives in the house." She said blowing
her nose. "You know..." She wanted to add but I cut her short. I had seen someone familiar
enter the hotel and I wished sh could not see us together. It was Halima; the secretary at my
wife's working place.
Halima has been my close friend for over two years now. I knew her even before my wife
jonined the NGO. "I'll be back my dear." I said heading to where Halima was. "Eeeei Greg si
umekata, kwani hukuli kwako ama ni wife na Henry wanakustress?" She said jokingly. For once I
realized that I had lost weight. Honestly I have been eating in my house but the food lost it's
taste of late. But what touched me was the second part of her statement. I wanted to follow up
the discussion but she excused herself requesting if we could meet the following day since she
was to be free from work. I accepted and went back to Fidelis as she left. Fidelis had wiped her
cup clean. I called the waiter to refill her. "Greg am tired, I suspect Henry is cheating on me."
She said without signs of doubt in her voice. "I just don't know what to do." She added sipping
her juice. " Why do you think so Fidelis? Henry loves you." I asked. "As I told you before, love is a
vice men use to get what they want, once they get it love loses it's meaning and becomes a
word of no value. Or let me use your analogy, "love is like water, on my side, am receiving the
negative effects of water. Life is taken away." She said. " Will you believe it when I tell you for
two months now, my husband has never touched me?" She added. I did my quick calculations
on the last time I made love to my wife and it was exactly six weeks ago. Two months and two
weeks. "Why should he do that? You are a beautiful woman every man will be happy to have
in bed." I asked. "That's what you say Greg, I wish my husband could have your eyes, just to
see me the way you see me. He says he is too busy with office work to an extent he doesn't
have time for me." " Am sorry for you girl, I understand how it feels..." " Greg you don't
understand," she cut my statement. "Am s woman and I have feelings too, I need to be touched,
be caressed, be cuddled and above all be laid in bed. What does being sorry for me help?" She
lamented.
Part Seven

The mention of cuddling made me miss that feeling more. That feeling of being touched by the
tender hands of my wife. That feminine touch. I looked at this beautiful woman before me.
Why should a man cheat on such a beautiful woman? "Greg, I wish I had the guts to cheat
in my husband, but the love I have for him does not allow me cheat on him. I love him and
anytime I think of a man, he comes into my mind. I wish he could just understand that I can't
date another man and he gives me my conjugal rights." She added. I had decided to be a good
listener. I didn't want to take advantage of her. I didn't want to tell her my worries that I
suspect her husband was sleeping around with my wife and for more that two months now I
haven't seen my wife's nakedness. I had not gotten intimate and as a normal man dryspell was
killing me. Sometimes I had thought of masterbation as the only solution but as a Christian,
this was against my principles and ethics. This means that I have all my seeds accumulated
with my testosterone levels exploding. "Fidelis, you are a beautiful woman and I always envy
Henry for having you as his wife. Such a faithful wife he has. Am sure he will come back to you."
I said taking a sip of my juice. I don't know for how long we were here but I only felt hungry. We
ordered our lunch after which we decided to have a nature walk. We hired a taxi that took us to
Mt. Elgon. We climbed it with difficulty sometimes forcing me to pull her up. Once we got to
the place I wanted us to be, we sat down side by side and started talking about nothing in
particular. This was when I remembered my university colleague. Oyiro John Onyango. He
once told me the story of love.
Which I decided to share with Fidelis.

"Fidelis, there is something I would like to tell you," I began. "My ears are listening Greg." She
said holding my hand. "It's the story of love between Eagles." I said. "It's ok, hope it will make
me happy." She added. "Eagles are the most romantic birds ever created by God. They are the
most faithful too, just like the pigeons and doves. They stick to their partners not like us
humans who can be in a relationship with more than one partner. Now the funny part about
the eagles is that for the male to win the love of the female, it had to prove that it's worth it.
The female choses the best maleto be the father of her children. The female picks a twig and
flies up in the sky, the female drops the twig and it's the duty of the male to pick it up and
return it back to the female

before it touches the ground. This happens for three times with the third time being the most
dangerous one. The female eagle flies for over twenty four hours with the male trailing her, she
then comes down to a height of less than a hundred metres from a fast flowing river then
drops the twig. With the tiredness, the male eagle is supposed to pick the twig before it
touches the water. You can imagine the risk involved. It either wins the love or drowns. If it
wins then that's the beginning of the happiest marriage colored by romance and faithfulness."
I concluded my story and asked her a question. " What is the moral lesson from the story Fide?"
She looked at me for a while then in a low tone she said. "We have failed as human beings in
matters of love Greg. We don't take time to understand love, above all we don't give each other
time and tests to prove if the partners we intend to live with are worth it. I wish we could learn
from the eagles." I smiled. "You are right. Most of us don't take time to understand the people
who come to us in the name of love. As long as they have money, six packs or they are beautiful,
we think they are the ones we need only to be disappointed once we get married to them."
"Greg, it's as if you know everything between me and Henry. I wish I had not met him in church,
I love the Henry I see in the church but not the Henry I share the bed with." I wanted to talk
but it was late, we needed to be back to our homes. Regardless of the situation there, they
remain our homes.

I arrived at homeat six thirty. My wife was already at home and she looked out of moods. I
understand her and whenever she is in a foul mood, she is always looking for a reason to justify
her actions. I knew there must be something she has done, she was looking for a reason to
satisfy her ego. "Unapita Ni kama hujaniona?" That was my welcome home greetings.

Part Eight
I knew trouble was boiling in the house. Nasambu was not in the house. My wife had fired her. I
came to learn of it the following day when she woke up earlier than usual to prepare the boy
for school. I didn't answer her question because I knew the what she wanted; a quarrel. I went
straight to the my children's room. I had bought him his favourite present. The boy was not
there too. I couldn't understand what was happening in the house. For the first time, I had come
home to miss the boy. His mother never allowed him out not unless I was with him or in the
company of his mother. I went straight to the bedroom and threw my body on the bed. I had
barely rested when she entered the room. "Greg kwani hunioni ama hujui mimi ni mke wako?"
She asked arms akimbo. I was not ready for drama."I know you are my wife. It's only that I
thought you were tired after the day's work. Am sorry." I answered. She smiled then asked a
question that I never expected. "Good, apology accepted. Now tell me why you have been
sleeping with Chelagat?" This was ridiculous. How did she come up with such an accusation?
Chelagat was my staff mate. We shared the same department in school. Infact we have been
team teaching but u had never seen her as a potential consumee. Yes she was not married, but I
took her as my little sister. " Am sorry Sharon, I don't understand you. Chelagat is just my
colleague and nothing more than that." I said with a little stammer. I was worked up and anger
was boiling inside me. "Liar." She hissed grabbing my phone going straight to the message box.
She opened our chat with Chelagat. I didn't know why Chelagat was used to calling me "dear" in
her texts. I was sure this was going to bring issues. I expected my wife to explode with rage but
instead, she dialled Chelagat's number and did the unthinkable. "You little prostitute, stop
giving my husband your dirty pussy. If you don't I'll ensure you get raped." She said then
hanged the call. I tried to pick the phone from her hand but she rushed with it to the sitting
room. I followed her there with my hands clenched into fists. I was almost laying my hands on
her but thank God, I remembered the promise I had made to her. "I'll never lay my hand on
you." I had told her ten years ago in church on our wedding day. That's when I swore never to
cheat on her too. She raised her voice to shout only for our son to enter the house. Thank you
God. Situation saved and my wife handed over the phone back to me.

"Daddy mbona unalia?" My son asked clinging on my leg. "Nothing really son, I had just missed
you." I replied trying to control my anger. My wife was looking at me with warning eyes. " Wapi
chocolate yangu?" He asked even before I could calm down. I held his hand and led him to his
bedroom and showed him the parcel on his bed. Two minutes later, the boy came to the sitting
room jumping and singing, he was clad in the new clothes I had bought him and a bar of
chocolate in his hand. "What's the meaning of this Greg?" My wife boiled. Honestly, I had never
bought Ken anything without buying one for his mother. Today, I didn't feel like buying her
anything because I didn't know how she was going to react to it and above all her taste had
changed greatly. She nolonger fancied the long dresses I cherish most. So instead of buying
something that she won't appreciate, I thought it wise to give her the money to buy it for
herself. She took the two one thousand notes I had given her went to the toilet and flashed
them. She then went to the bedroom, dressed in her miniskirt and a bareback top and left the
house. "Am having dinner with my friend Sylvia. Take care of the children and ensure they eat."
She said as she left. I watched her as she went to the parking lot with her phone on her ear.
Before she drove off, I saw her kiss the phone and smile.
Part Nine

"A cheat in will always try to find a reason to justify their actions." That was the statement of my
university lecturer years before I married my wife. So today she used Chelagat as her reason to
cause mayhem in the house. It's ok. I went to the kitchen to prepare supper for the children.
Before I cooked, I warmed some water for bathing my daughter. I loved to see her clean and I
believe she liked it too since whenever I put her in water, she could giggle with her heavenly
toothless smiles. Her smile made me feel proud. She looked exactly like my mother. The
memories of my mother made me work better. I remember she once told me to have a big heart,
never to do anything to hurt my wife. "My son, a stable marriage is the only present you can give
me and I'll be happy." She told me on my wedding day.

I bathed the girl and luckily, she dozed off giving me freedom to prepare supper. Since I knew
what my son liked most, I prepared it for him. I didn't want him to hate my food. Anyway
am sure he can't hate the food since am one of the best cooks you can ever get. If you don't
believe it then ask my mother, she knows it better. I was still preparing the fish stew when my
phone started ringing. My son who was playing with it in the sitting room brought it to me.
"Hello Fidelis." I said after receiving it. "Greg am tired. Am just tired." She said and started
crying from the other end. I didn't know what she was tired of, I wished she could come out
clean. " Calm down girl, what is it again?" I asked her. "It's your friend Henry, he has just left the
house without my food eating." She said. I waited for her to add any word but there was
silence. My phone had gone off. "Hey Ken," I called out. "Charge this phone for me." I told him
as I resumed my cooking. Thirty minutes later, I was done and we were enjoying our meal when
our door was banged. This irritated me because I had not been used to it and above all,
there was a bell that one could easily press to alert me. I went and opened the door and there
stood my wife, she looked angry. "Welcome home my wife," I said pushing the door for her.
Without a word, she went to the dining table and took my seat. "Do you have any food for me?
Am damn hungry." She asked. Honestly, how was I to know that she was coming back hungry
when she had told me she was going for dinner with her friend? "Am sorry I just prepared
enough for the two of us since you had told me you were going out for dinner. But it's ok, you
can have mine, am comfortable." I replied. "Daddy hata mama huwa hapiki na unamwachia
chakula?" It was Ken complaining. "She is your mother son, let her eat. Dad is well." I told him
as I took the seat opposite to him. To my surprise, the boy went to the kitchen, took an extra
plate and gave me a share of his food. "Daddy tutakula hii yangu." "Ken!!" Sharon called out.
"Hujaskia daddy ameshiba?" She asked him. "Ameshiba na hajakula? " The boy protested but as
the father, I knew the boy meant his word so we ate dinner together. After dinner, I turned on
my phone only to get twelve texts from Fidelis. It was her last text that made me worried. "
 Greg, I don't understand what's wrong with Henry, he is back in the house less than twenty
minutes after leaving." "It's ok, make him comfortable and be happy now that he is in the
house." I texted back.
In the bedroom, I found my wife in her pants and bra alone. For three months now, I had never
seen her nakedness. I admired her beauty. Her boobs were still erect despite being a mother of
two. When I entered, she smiled at me. This was a surprise to me since it was not normal for herto
smile. "I miss you my dear husband." She said moving closer to me. I just looked at her speechless,
could this be a reality or it was just my dream?

Part Ten

I looked at my wife's body and admires it. She was as perfect as I married her. Her glowing skin
made the manhood in me to wake up. I missed seeing my wife this way. I felt like devouring
her. She turned around shaking her bum seductively. "This is what mama gave me." She said
bending a little for me to see her well curved back. My cock was already threatening to burst
my boxers. I was still standing at the door. She came closer and pinned me on the door with her
smooth thigh rubbing my cock. I felt like exploding. It was the sweetest sensation I had ever
felt. She then unbuttoned my shirt and started playing with my hairy chest. Every touch of her
soft hands sending shocks of desire in my body. I found myself grabbing her ass squeezing it
gently. She leaned on me and gave me a deep kiss. " I love you my wife." I whispered in her
ears. She didn't reply but instead she reached for my shaft and caressed it. She teased it making
it firmer and harder. She then lowered my trousers and boxers then gave me the most precious
thing she had never done before. She gave me a blowjob sucking my cock. A sweet memory.
With my dick inside her mouth, she played with my balls. I just found myself brushing her hair
with my fingers. I pushed her back and laid her on the bed. We started rolling on bed as we
kissed and cuddled. Finally we did it. The best sex session I ever had after three months. That
night, we slept like children. We were woken up by our son knocking on the door. "Dad
nitachelewa shule." He said. I ran to the kitchen to prepare something for him. My wife was still
asleep. After breakfast, I drove the boy to school then came back. I found my wife in the sitting
room, she had just covered her body with a towel, just from the shower. I longed for her. I
grabbed her from behind and she laid her head on my shoulder. She was smelling fresh. The
towel loosened. Woow, that was the only covering she had. I pushed her to the sofa and had
our morning glory. "Thank you God. At least I have made love to my wife." I said as we both
went to the bathroom for a second round shower.

My wife can be a funny person. Today we have had the perfect sex in our marriage. Maybe the
best we shall ever have. I don't know what she has in store for me. She hadn't told me anything
about her dinner yesterday. U didn't want to ask her about it. I didn't want trouble. After
shower, we went to the dining room where we took our breakfast. I went to the bedroom,
dressed for school then left. That was when I checked my phone only to find seven missed calls
and four texts. The calls were from Chelagat and Fidelis. I called Chelagat first and apologized
for how my wife treated her last night. "I understand that your wife is a lunatic. Don't worry."
She said and laughed. "Greg sometimes I wish I could date you. Just to know how sweet you
can be so that your wife can be accusing me could be true." She added. I just laughed and ended
the call. I then decided to call Fidelis but I thought it was too early to call her. I just texted her
but she didn't reply. Later in the day she called me and told me she was in bed with her
husband. I just smiled. A coincidence. We both had our partners in bed yesterday. For how long
was this going to happen?