It was their thanksgiving the Sunday morning after their wedding ceremony and they needed to be in church for it. The Pastor had cautioned them against being ungrateful to God, to which Adebola ensured he turned on the alarm by his side of the bed to make sure none of them overslept.
Trying to get up from the bed, he realized that Debby had her one of her legs stretched out on top his stomach. "Like the bed is not big enough for you" he whispered, trying not to wake her up. Her buttocks was elevated and She looked like she was diving or swimming to heaven knows where. The room clock in the dimly lit room reflected 3am and the service was by 8am. It was still too early to wake her up but he was damn uncomfortable.
Trying to move the leg gently, she turned towards him fully with her eyes still shut, moving her legs downwards towards his groin."This is madness!" he screamed in his mind but staring at the sleeping innocent beauty besides him, he figured, she could be cold seeking body warmth as the central air conditioning unit was in full force and Debby may not be used to it. He reached out for his part of the duvet pulling it up, and her leg caressed his groin in the process.
The untrustworthy member of his body rose up in response to the call of duty. He began to imagine all sorts of irritating images to get it to stand at ease but none was working. Damn you Debby! he screamed again in his mind, cautious of not voicing it out. He continued to pull up the duvet and Debby reached out to him, this time, moving her head towards his chest and her left arms ran in a wayward manner on his chest erupting all manner of emotions. At this point, he could clearly say this was too much. Trying to push her away, he watched as she shivered in fear, whispering scary statements, as he heard "Daddy help me"." This was probably a nightmare and she had earlier told him that staying alone in a new place elicited such experiences.
He quickly cuddled her towards himself and she stopped muttering. Her hair smelled like pineapple oil and her body deodorant made his sense go haywire. This was a perfectly healthy emotion he told himself, it was nothing special or anything to be worried about. Debby is a beautiful woman and any man would feel like this being around her. She chuckled in her sleep distracting his stream of thoughts and he watched her intently, seeing how angelic her face she looked. She was indeed beautiful by all standards. Her lips which he had tasted earlier were still glossed making it seem fuller and radiant to suck.
What is wrong with me? Why am I imagining all sort of sexual images with this girl?He questioned. Promising himself to put a distance between the both of them, he closed his eyes, counting numbers in a bid to fall asleep faster. Funny enough, he dozed off.
Waking up with a startled expression, he realized he was alone. Debby had left the room and the clock was 6am. He sighed in relief as he climbed down his bed to urinate in his toilet.He went quickly through his everyday routine. Which consisted of the following activities:
Exercise
A shower
A morning devotional book reading
Email reviews
Breakfast which was a cup of smoothie, boiled egg and a waffle.
Arriving downstairs, an hour and 10 minutes later, he met a strange face from the wedding ceremony. She rose up from the sofa to greet him.
"You are the make up artist" He spoke first.
"Yes sir. Good morning sir and congratulations sir". She greeted, smiling
"Are you through with her makeup?" He asked ignoring her pleasantries.
"Yes sir, she is with her Friend upstairs, they would be coming out any moment"
"Fiona! He called out ignoring the explanation of the artist
"Yes Sir! Good morning sir!"
"Has my wife had breakfast?"
"Yes sir. Not too long ago sir"
"Okay that would be all." He dismissed her with a wave .
Rather than stare at the artist, who was probably drooling at his handsome good looks he climbed back upstairs to his room.
Hearing giggles coming from her room, he approached the inter linking doors only to hear to conversation between Debby and her best friend Shade. At first, he didn't want to eavesdrop at her conversation but curiosity had the best of him, so he stood by the door listening.
"Oh you are so beautiful" Shade complimented her. So it was not a one sided revelation. Even her best friend thought it too, Adebola said in his mind smiling. It was not a bad choice after all.
"Your husband must be dying of affection for you and I know you made love all through the night" Shade teased
"Not really. We were very tired and I did not want to stress him at all?"Debby said sadly.
"Awwww look at you. So caring. I need to know the jazz this man used on you Debby" Shade teased again
" Which man and which jazz?" Debby asked chuckling with laughter.
"Our Prince of course. Which other husband. That man is so handsome. We were all drooling at him. If you were not my best friend, I would have stolen him"
Debby laughed out loudly.
"What is funny Debby?" her best friend asked. Even Adebola wondered what was funny. Why would Debby laugh at a compliment paid to him. Finally she spoke.
"I would like to tell you a secret., But you must promise not to tell anyone Shade."
"I won't tell any one I promise" Shade affirmed.
Was she about to say the marriage was fake? Adebola thought, thinking of going to interrupt the conversation when he heard the next thing.
"I Believe Adebola is impotent" she whispered.
Why would she think that way."What!! me impotent?. He was furious. Debby thought he was impotent?This is so annoying. Have they had sex? His 8 inches rod of the righteous will destroy her womanhood if he plunged into her.
"Why would you call him an impotent man, don't you see how he was kissing you romantically at the wedding?. Didn't you feel anything. Because I saw you grabbing him by the neck." Shade stated.
"First of all, I didn't grab him. Secondly I enjoyed the kiss because I imagined it with Marcus and God knows I am doing this act of help to honour him. Thirdly I didn't feel anything, when our bodies were pressed to each other. it's probably so small like a pencil." Debby responded.
They bursted into a round of mocking laughter.
"Sadly, I must confess that I sympathize with him. He is not handsome at all compared to my Marcus.He just has money, dark in complexion, tall with unnecessarily big soft hands. But deep down, I also think he is a scared little girl who is Probably too scared to admit his impotence."Debby stated
"Are you really serious? Debby are you so sure? Please tell me what made you draw up these conclusions?" Shade asked.
Debby laughed again and continued her slander against him which he heard every single word.
"Have you ever see him with any woman on the internet. That is why bloggers call him gay. But as for me, I know it's probably because he cannot get an erection. I married him so I can be praying for him. I truly pity him and I want to help him in any way I can". She said pitifully.
He was now a prayer point. He rubbed his head in anger.
"So you don't even have any form of romantic feelings for him? Shade asked.
"How can you ask that Shade? I can never have feelings for a man like him o, he is too weak, one sided and all he knows is money." she replied.
"Hmmmm. It's too bad Debby" Shade sympathized.
"So so bad. But I can't talk to him about it because I don't want him to start crying in his closet or something. But you see Marcus, he is a man! everytime with him was a time of intense love, affection, kindness, care and sweet words. Marcus could sweep any woman of her feet. It hurts so much that I lost him forever. But his memory leaves on, in my heart and in my soul. No other man, most especially not an immature, Impotent man can take his place!. " Debby declared
"I feel pity for him too! Maybe if he can tell someone his problem, it would be fixed. Don't you think so Debby" Shade asked as if, he had told her, that he had any problem to be fixed.
"Last night, it was as if Marcus was in the room, caressing & cuddling me. Oh I slept so well. When I woke up, it was Adebola dragging me to himself. I almost slapped him. I bet he had never had any woman on that his bed. But on a second thought, I had mercy on him and walked away into my room."
"Maybe he really likes you" Shade noted.
"He doesn't my dear. All Ade knows and loves is money. Please I don't want such a person to like me. I am not available for him. He is not up to my standard. I just accepted him so I can get out of my mum's hair." Debby said.
"So you must keep up the love part to your folks then". Shade instructed.
"I most definitely will. At least, when we have achieved all he wants, I will travel and leave this country cherishing the memory of Marcus for ever. But until then, I am a loyal wife to Ade!" Debby concluded.
Shade laughed.
"Debby you are really nice to be doing this. I don't think I would ever marry a man and not want to have sex with him. I am not that sacrificial".. Shade teased.
"Oh you won't understand my darling. My heart is with Marcus for life. I don't want to get entangled with unnecessary affection. So marriage without sex is good for me. All I feel for Ade is pity.That's by the way side, but i know I am being very honest about this dude. Please promise you will keep it to yourself as you have always kept our secrets." She asked her friend.
"Of course I will. What are friends for? But I really think you should keep praying for him. He needs your prayers. Most pen with small penises are sad, weak ass and spineless. They hide it in a charade of seriousness and authority" Shade encouraged.
"What can I do, it has become a project for me. I will pray for him and stand by him. Let's go before we go late to the Thanksgiving" Debby concluded.
"Oh so true my friend, let me adjust your outfit "Shade stated.
Adebola could not move from the door, for he had not realized that tears had dropped from his eyes until his hands felt moist. This 24 year old girl just killed him. So this was what she thought about him!