Throes of Passion

“Marry a rich man,” they told her. “You will never lack anything,” they said to her. What they did not tell her was the loneliness she would have to deal with for the rest of her life.

Apart from being away for six months, he had also sent their only child off to boarding school. She had pleaded with him to let their daughter go to school from home, but he refused; he wanted her to attend the same school with one of his business partners' children.

It was one of the most expensive schools in the country; for him, it was a matter of pride.

"Madam, dinner is served.” Susan heard a voice say. She had not heard the maid knock or even enter her room.

“Do I look hungry to you?” She snapped. “Get out! Idiot” Susan yelled as the maid hurried out of the room.

Susan laid face flat on the bed, she should have married Dele, she thought. At that time, Dele wasn’t rich, but he was everything she wanted.

She would have to do as her friend suggested. After all, what Maxwell did not know would not hurt him; not that he cared anyways.

Her friend had laughed and mocked her “shebi you said you are a married woman and you cannot cheat on your husband.” Monica had said but, but eventually introduced her to Daniel.

Daniel was a sizzling hot male escort and was at Susan’s service. Susan admired his dark chocolate skin and hard muscles, the sight of him made her wet.

“I can’t do this in my husband’s house.” Susan had said. She had to make reservations at Diamond Hotel, under a different name and asked Daniel to meet her there.

The night she spent in that hotel room was the best night of her life; Daniel had lived up to his reputation. He had done things to her that she thought were impossible; things she had read only in books.

She had lost her sense of reasoning in the throes of passion. Well, she couldn’t be blamed; her only companion for two years had been her vibrator. She was definitely calling that Daniel guy again!

Susan laid back and caressed her body after Daniel left; it had definitely been too long for her. That was the only explanation she could give for her reluctance to let Daniel go of Daniel.

After a few minutes, the guilt crept in. She had done the abominable; she had broken her marital vow. Her guilt had grown stronger as she freshened up, dressed and left the hotel room that night.

She decided it was a bad idea to call Daniel again; no matter how good he was. She had had her fun and it was over.

As she walked down the hallway, she heard voices arguing from a room, the door was partly opened. She was in no hurry to go home, so she stalled and listened to their conversation.

“You take me for granted and you know how much I love you.” The first voice said.

“I know that, but you have to calm down. I have to go now to avoid suspicions, or we won’t be able to see each other anymore.” The other voice answered.

The second voice sounded familiar to Susan, it couldn’t be who she thought it was. Curiosity made her move towards the partly opened door.

“I would be gone for just a week.” The voice said as he kissed the other speaker.

Susan backed away before either of the speakers saw her; she hurried back to her hotel room breathing heavily. She couldn’t believe what she had just seen; her husband just kissed another man...

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