Naughty Wife’s Diary: How I will beg Jimmy

I hate it when this kind of trouble pounces on me without warning.

I conduct a business like every other sensible and hardworking woman and it comes back to bite a chunk out of my arse.

The deal I had with Mr Onu just took an aerial hit; torpedoed by good old fate.

Though I fulfilled my own side of the bargain – I rode my husband into giving him the endorsement he wanted but the man went and lost the election. And just like every other sore loser, he took shots at everyone within his line of vision.

I was at home, minding my own innocent business. Actually, I was testing out the clothes I purchased with some of the money I made from the unfortunate man. I had earlier sent a chunk of it to my parents and my mother-in-law.

As I was checking out a gown before the mirror, I heard Jimmy enter the house and locked the door. He walked into the bedroom and frowned as soon as he saw my new stitch.

I grinned at him. ‘You like?’

‘Is that from Onu’s money?’ he asked me.

My heart stopped for a moment. How did he know?

He dropped his bag on the table and stood to face me, arms folded on his chest.

‘Wh…Why did you ask?’ I stammered, there was no point lying to him.

‘Because Onu told me. He lost the election even after I supported him. Very slight margin though.’

I shook my head unsympathetically. ‘It’s probably ‘cause your people didn’t like his over-sized coats.’

Jimmy’s frown deepened. This is not a joke. Why did you have to collect money from him to talk to me?’

I decided to fess up and also brazen my way out of it. ‘Do you rather I work for him for free?’

‘Work?’ Jimmy scuffed. ‘You call talking to me work?’

I wagged a finger at him. ‘No, no, I didn’t just talk to you. I screwed the living daylight out of you to convince you.’

‘Oh my God,’ Jimmy cried. ‘I thought you just wanted to enjoy the night with me as usual.’

‘Of course I enjoyed the night with you,’ I replied. ‘But when I had to fuck you with Mr. Onu’s request on my mind, it becomes a job, an enjoyable job.’

He pointed at me. ‘So you now get paid to sleep with your husband.’

I had my hands on my waist. ‘Why does it bother you? Ehn? You got one of the best banging of your life. Don’t you wish I get paid more often to kwash you like that all the time?’

‘Onu is my colleague. He told everyone he paid my wife to make me help him to win. I was embarrassed.’

I moved close to him and mellowed my tone. ‘Well it wasn’t your fault that he lost the election.’ I pried his arms open and put mine around his waist, crushing my boobs on his chest. ‘Calm down.’

Jimmy swept a deliberate look at my twins heaving on his chest. ‘Are you trying to seduce me into forgiving you?’

I winked. ‘It’s worth a try.’ I squeezed his butt. ‘Is it working? These boobs aren’t going to suck themselves y’know.’

He wriggled out of my embrace. No! I want to stay mad at you. You are so naughty. You do things I can never imagine other women can do. Imagine you sealing a deal with my colleague on my head. Who says you won’t sell me one day.’

I frowned. ‘Sell you? Am I that crazy? Where will I get a functional dick like yours? My cunt will just shrive and die.’

‘Yeah, that’s all that matters to you, my…my..,’ he couldn’t complete the sentence, Jimmy was that modest.

Anyway, I helped him complete it. ‘Your cock? Of course it matters a great deal to me. I dream of it all the time. The other day, I dreamt that I was holding hands with it and running through a lovely field of flowers, laughing. Then you appeared from nowhere and started chasing us. Then I woke up. I quickly reached out in between your legs to make sure your cock was still there. What did I find, you had this wicked early morning erection that could put a police baton to shame. You see, even while you sleep, I still connect with your rod. We are such good friends.’

From Jimmy’s body language it was obvious he was tired of my antics and wasn’t ready to forgive me even though I made him laugh. He controlled the laughter and frowned deeper. ‘I am going to take a shower.’ Then he paused. ‘Were you ever planning to tell me about the money? Or you’ve started keeping secrets from me. What did you do with it apart from buying these rags?’

I felt bad that instant. I know it is bad for marriage when a couple keep secrets from each other especially of their finances. Besides, if this should start in our marriage, I would be the one to suffer, Jimmy makes a whole lot of money more than me.

‘I was waiting for the right time to tell you, darling,’ I told him. ‘I would have told you today when I showed you the dresses I bought.’

He didn’t talk further and got ready to bathe. He looked very angry.

‘Can I come and soap your back?’ I offered.

‘No,’ he snapped and stepped into the bathroom, locking the door.

I sat on the bed, worried. I hoped I didn’t take this thing too far.

I planned, frantically, how to beg Jimmy.

I decided to go down on my knees and beg him with a blowjob immediately he comes out of the bathroom. My husband can never resist a good bj.

I waited, my eyes glued to the bathroom door…

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