A soft feminine hand gently massaged my chest, using her middle finger to run a runway hand pegeantry from my sternum to my navel. I opened my eyes; it was Bunmi and two of her almost half-naked maidens with a tray of omelet, coffee, honey, and club sandwich. The gladiator is good to see that you are up "she said with a shallow smile". She sat by the bedside stool and fed me as she sarcastically laughed in low tone, winkling and calling me her GLK panel beater.
Please can I talk to my wife? I am very certain that she would have totally shutdown because of my sudden disappearance " I pleaded". Hey you slave, will you keep shut? "Bunmi said in her usual arrogant tone". She beckoned at one of her body guards, this will be another massacre for me "I prayed within". This time I was wrong, as she requested for my phone and gave it to me. I quickly checked my call log and saw 307missed calls and 38 text messages from my Wife, my mother-in-law, pastor, and Tricycle Park Chairman.
Immediately I dialed my wife's number; it was more like she was waiting for the call as it didn't ring from my end before she took the call. Officer he has called " She said". Honey! Honey!! What happened? Where are you? Are you okay? "She has asked over 23 questions in less than 10 seconds.". I quickly weakened the texture of my voice and told her I carried some bad boys who ended up kidnapping me and are asking for ransom of N10 million. Immediately, my wife started crying relentlessly as I tried consoling her that things would be fine. The guards dragged the phone from me and told my wife he will call back and switched off the phone.
At the end of the call, Bunmi laughed in excitement and stripped herself of her sexy lingerie. She walked to and fro the four corners of the room like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour. She requested a Spanish red wine and some cubes of ice, which she poured all over me and sucked endlessly; this time it was more passionate and pleasurable, though I had a guilty flash of how my wife would be feeling; indeed, the spirit is willing but the body is extremely weak.
After we had sex, I pleaded with Bunmi to let me go back to my family, who must have been currently distressed; she agreed and requested I sign an undertaking. In excitement, I signed without completely reading all the pages of the agreement. It is indeed another Contract with the Devil that I had hurriedly signed to be making love to Bunmi three times weekly on her request