STORY TIME!!!

EPISODE 4
“you girls should stand up” i breathed calmly. They all
obeyed and stared at me hopefully.
“write down your phone numbers on this paper, i will
call when i make up my mind” i added, pushing a
booklet towards them. They smiled happily, wrote
down their phone numbers and left while i sat down
and thought over what i was about doing.
I weighed the risks and consequences of sleeping with
them. It definitely would turn me into a cheat and
something like that never easily stops once it starts.
And if things go wrong, i could lose my job. I could
lose my wife, my dignity and respect. I could lose
everything i had struggled to build. But surprisingly,
the more i thought about it, the more i had the urge to
sleep with the girls.
I really never had the opportunity to enjoy girls as i
wanted during my university days because i was very
much preoccupied in making a 1st class which i finally
earned to the detriment of my social life. I never had
real fun in school and it just looked that moment as if i
was being offered all i missed as a student.
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I never concentrated in the exams i supervised that
day, and on getting home later in the afternoon, i
freshened up and thought about everything for the last
time. I finally made up my mind to do it.
“this will be the first and last” i assured myself, picked
up my phone and called a friend who managed a very
popular hotel at the outskirt of the town.
“get a room ready for me, i’m bringing some students
over. I’ll explain when i get there” i said and hung up,
giving him no time to say anything. I equally dialled
Comfort’s number, gave her the hotel address and
asked her to meet me there with her friend by 4pm.
I freshened up one more time, grabbed my keys and
hurried out of my apartment, but as i got to the car
park, i saw my wife driving in with a happy smile on
her face. I really wasn’t expecting her to be back from
work by that hour because she always arrived home
very late in the evening, and so i wasn’t prepared to
face her nor had any solid lie at hand.
Right from the moment i started my teaching job in the
university, she hardly gave me any breathing chance.
Of course she was a professor’s daughter and must
have learnt some things from her parents.
I smiled nervously as i watched her alight from the
car. She drew close and hugged me.
“where are you going?” she asked with concern but my
guilty conscience interpreted her concern as suspicion.
Hmmm one other thing about guilt is that it always
tells on you.
To be continued