Temptation Alley (Part 13)

She moved closer and at that point I caved…the temptation was too much for me to resist. I was way in too deep to turn back so ‘it’ happened.
 
Akin could not hide his joy when I told him what happened…I think he even hugged me and lifted me up. I told him I was being haunted by my conscience but Akin encouraged me to eat my fill since I already ‘tasted’ the treat.

“What’s the point of backing away now? Enjoy the remaining two days and go your separate ways…nobody has to know” He said
 
So I went with the flow and it was me and Toks for the rest of the conference. She was the wildest and most uninhibited girl I had ever been with, even with all my years of being a player. There was nothing she couldn’t do and there was nothing she wouldn’t do…at a point, I had to tell her to take it easy but she said she wanted me to remember her for the rest of my life.
 
Conference ended and true to her word, Toks did not take my number…neither did she give me hers. However, she took my wristwatch and said she wanted to remember me by it. I couldn’t object much as I was totally spent and couldn’t even get up when she left with the watch. I decided to reschedule my flight, just to avoid being on the same flight with Toks…I wouldn’t want any drama at the Lagos airport.

I had informed my wife of the change and she was there at the airport when I landed. It was so good to see her again and somehow, there was no guilt felt…I was a little surprised at this.
Could it be because she was now my wife and the chances of losing her were slimmer than when I hooked up with Dammy?
Could it be the fact that there was no trail whatsoever to what I had been doing for the past three days?
Or was I back to my old self?
I had rehearsed my lines and what to say for the times I missed her calls because Toks had me ‘pinned down’.

Akin and I, had a lot of gists for the guys at the office…he told them how I almost ‘slacked’ but later handled the situation like a pro.

About two weeks after I got back from the conference, Irene told me she was pregnant...she had been suspecting but wanted to confirm from the gynecologist before informing me. I was super excited at the news and promised to take her out for a treat that weekend. I told her to mention the place and we would go there.
The following Saturday morning, Irene left the house before I even got out of bed…she said she had an early morning appointment with her hairdresser. She told us (our son and I) to be ready before she got back. We had planned to go to a Chinese Restaurant on Victoria Island and just celebrate together as a family.

Irene got back around 1pm… she walked in and was looking at me. She looked terrible…her eyes were swollen like she had been crying for hours. I kept asking what happened but she didn’t say a word. I even went out to check the car but nothing was wrong with it (She left the engine running though). Tears were flowing freely from her eyes.

“What happened?” I said, as I tried to hold her

“DON’T…please don’t” she yelled at me

“Michael…where is the wristwatch I gave you for your last birthday?” She asked…

I was blank, I didn’t even know where to start connecting the dots…”It should be inside, on the dresser” I responded…still confused.

“Really?” She asked

I went in the room to go find it…I was ransacking the drawers in the dresser when, BOOM…it hit me.
I turned around and Irene was at the door…I doubt if I had ever seen this look on her face before. We hardly fought so I wasn’t used to her angry side.

The words that came out of her mouth after that, almost gave me a stroke…she looked at me and asked “What did you do at Abuja? And who is Toks?”

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Temptation Alley (Part 12)

There was a post conference banquet that evening, and Toks was there; she kept calling me Mister B (What they called me back when I was a 'youth corper' at her school) She had a naughty way of calling it and I knew what she was trying to do.

I went to sit by myself to avoid trouble…I could see that my guys were already busy with some girls that came for the event. Toks found me and sat with me…that was when I got to know that she had switched her room for the one that was directly opposite mine. She said she was making it easy for me; that way I could be in and out without anyone knowing.

I was forced to ask why she wanted this to happen knowing fully well that I was married and I was reluctant…she said she had never backed down from anything and she always got everything she wanted. I was with Toks for the rest of the evening, we kept talking…I tried to keep it platonic but every now and then she would remind me of the ‘offer’.

At the end of the banquet, I went straight to my room and locked my door behind me. I knew what was on ground and I had walked this road before, Toks reminded me so much of Dammy…with all the tempting/sultry talks and promises of the best sex of my life.

I woke up around 6:30 am and started to prepare for Day 1 of the conference...I had unhooked my hotel room telephone before going to bed and as soon as I connected it, it rang and it was Toks.

She thanked me (sarcastically) for leaving her hanging. She said she had been calling me all night but it wasn’t connecting. I told her I was tired and must have placed the receiver wrongly.

She wanted me to come over because there was something she needed to show me. I paused for a while and she quickly added that there would be no funny business. So I put on a Tee and went to her room, she opened the door and she was wearing the skimpiest and sexiest lingerie I have ever seen in my life. I simply couldn’t take my eyes off.

She bent down to pull a box from the side of the bed…that ‘view’ was my undoing. I later figured out that it was part of her plan to get me.

She said she needed me to help unlock the box because it contained her formal clothes and she wouldn’t be able to attend the conference without them. She knelt down next to me as I fidgeted with the box… she was bending and arching suggestively while pretending to help with the box. In my mind I was like “How could you be doing this, considering what you are wearing?” but I didn’t say anything.

Somehow, I managed to open the box…she hugged me and said I was a life saver. She then said she needed to get in the shower as soon as possible or she would be late…she jumped in the bathroom but left the door ajar. I could literally see her taking off the lingerie and getting in the bath tub…I quickly rushed out of the room into mine. I called my wife just to tell her how much I had missed her but her phone was switched off.

All through the first session of the conference, I couldn’t get that scenario at Toks’ room, earlier in the day, out of my mind. I kept reminding myself that I needed to keep it together and all I needed do, was avoid going back to her room.

During lunch break, I told Akin what happened…it was the first time I was seeing him after he left with a girl at the banquet. He said he didn’t understand why I was still deliberating this, as it was a completed job and I just had to go for it. He promised to tell the guys at the office if I passed on the opportunity.

I was resolute and unswerving…as soon as the afternoon session ended, I went straight to my room, ordered room service, unhooked my phone and turned off my cellphone I had texted my wife that I would be unreachable for the rest of the day as I had a presentation to work on.

At about 8 pm, I heard a knock on my door…I asked who it was, but there was no response. However, the knocking continued. I went to the door and looked through the peephole…it was Toks.
“I know you are in there, I’ve looked everywhere for you and I need to talk to you” she said. I responded that I was working on a presentation which made me turn in early…she asked if I was going to keep talking through the door or if I would open up to hear what she had to say. I opened the door and she came in.

She said she was sorry for coming on too strong and said she would not bother me again. I could see tears running down her face as she started to explain herself…she said she derives fulfillment from men finding her irresistible and what I was doing, made her feel like she was a nobody. I was shocked at such a twisted representation of what was happening…I wiped her tears and told her she’s a very attractive woman and if not for my marriage I would definitely play along.

She stood up and that was when I realized she was only wearing a bathrobe. She asked me “If truly I’m attractive, how then are you managing to say no to this…” as she dropped the robe. It was the same lingerie that almost gave me a ‘stroke’ earlier in the day that she had under the robe...

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental 

 

© 2015 Lanre Olagbaju All Rights Reserved