Cindy was smiling from ear to ear, desperation will turn a saint into the biggest sinner I tell you. This girl was so desperate to settle down she would marry a tree if it proposed. She is the sad tale of so many women that I know that think with marriage they will become whole. I walked in and asked if everything was okay, Cindy gave me the ”you are messing with my vibe look!” I ignored the look and focused my attention on Mfundo who looked like a fat kid caught stuffing cookies in his mouth. There is one thing that we women need to realise about married men who flirt with you or sleep with you. You are not the only one so you have no right nor claim over him, he is not yours! It is like when you borrow a book from the library no matter how much you protect from getting lost or getting damaged it is not your book. You still need to return it so when you see someone reading the same book you read you have no right hating on that person because it was never yours in the first place. But this book was beginning to confuse me. Was that jealousy that I was feeling?
Okay I know what you thinking, I’m a married woman who should be worrying about her husband and not someone else’s husband but hey he kissed me so that had to mean something was going on between us right? I know I should not have some thoughts but I am human and I had to have the busiest husband in South Africa if all Mthobisi was telling me was true. The man was busier than a taxi driver from Soweto on a Monday morning and even then that is an understatement. I was starting to believe he did not want spend quality time with me. Mfundo put on his fake smile and said he had come to brief both Cindy and I but heard I had gone to lunch so he waited for me. He had some paperwork that he needed us to go through. I sat down and we got to work and I was beginning to forget about my confused feelings and emotions. Work is the best distraction especially when you don’t want to think about your problems. I was about to stand up to go get some water when my eyes locked with Mfundo’s who was sitting across from me, I tried to look away that’s when he winked at me, I could feel the blood rushing through my body, what is wrong with me, I ignored the wink. I looked at my phone and asked if anyone had noticed that it was 18:13 and we were probably the only ones left in the office. Cindy suggested we stick around till 19:00 as we still had a few things to go through, I agreed since I had nothing to rush home to with Mthobisi gone to some mine. I excused myself to go to the bathroom.
As I finished washing my hands in the bathroom Mfundo walked in before I could ask what the hell he was doing here he pushed me into one of the cubicles and started kissing me, this man was really something. He started untying my blouse and fondling my boobs and I was enjoying every guilty second of this, he unzipped my skirt and pulled it down as he was about to take off my panties we heard the bathroom door open we both froze. It was Cindy, she called out my name I wasn’t sure if I should respond or keep quiet, I kept quiet, she called again I was starting to panic now, I could just imagine the office gossip all the women calling me a cheap whore who got screwed in the toilets, I responded I told her that I think my lunch was off because now my stomach is running. This didn’t make sense since my lunch was 6 hours ago but like I said before I am a terrible liar. Cindy didn’t care though she came to talk and couldn’t be bothered with the fact that I had said my stomach is running and the bathroom was going to be smelling. I pointed to Mfundo to stand on top of the toilet so his legs don’t show under the door.
I started getting dressed. Cindy started telling me how happy she is that we are working with Mfundo and she really thinks that he is a great catch and they had connected this afternoon while I was on lunch. She asked if I could give her any tips on how to make Mfundo realise that she was a perfect catch, Mfundo was laughing himself silly, I had to put my hand over his mouth for the sound not to come out. Men can be so stupid, I told her I didn’t know him that well, she said Mfundo had mentioned that we were in the same Varsity, I told her that we were not really friends back then which was true. I told her that we will talk when I get back to the office as I really needed to finish doing my number two but she just kept yapping about how he would make a great husband and the fact that his bank balance must be really healthy seeing that he drives such an expensive car so they will complement each other. This girl wasn’t going anywhere I finished dressing, flushed the toilet wetting Mfundo’s shoes in the process and got out the cubicle making sure I close the door behind me. I washed my hands again with Cindy right next to me making plans for her and Mfundo’s first date as we left the bathroom and got to the office I couldn’t take it anymore and I burst out and said Mfundo is married. That was enough to shut her up for a few minutes till Mfundo got back.
I was not trying to be mean but Cindy needed to take a hint. We worked for the next half an hour in silence at exactly seven o’clock Cindy said we should leave. We all packed up and left as we got to the parking we all said our goodbyes. I drove home when I got to the gate I wished I had bought myself some takeaways as I was in no mood to cook for one person. Inside I grabbed some fruits, called my hubby who told me he had a rough day and was already in bed, he reminded me not to forget to water the plant again. I rolled my eyes and said I won’t forget. What was with him and this damn pot plant! He said he loved me and we hung up. I was so exhausted as I just sunk into the couch and flipped through the channels. I lost track of time. My cell rang there was someone at the gate, in our complex when someone drives in and they press your house number at the gate it rings on your cellphone, I answered and security said a gentleman by the name of Mfundo was at the gate, my heart skipped a beat. What was he doing here? Why on earth had I let him drive me home that night because now he knew where I stayed? I told security to let him in. Security guards talk eish!
Like I said before this was all new to me and I thought cheating was done in hotel rooms, toilets, parking lots and not in your marital home. I smacked myself and in the head and said “Lesedi what are you doing?” But wait, I had not invited this man to my home, I had not asked this man to kiss me and I certainly didn’t ask him to follow me in the bathroom. I heard a knock and first went to the mirror to go fix my hair and straighten my skirt and blouse then I went to open the door. Mfundo the fool was standing there with the biggest grin in his face. I told him that my husband was in the bedroom so whatever he wants better be work related. He told me that Cindy had let it slip that my hubby was out of town for a couple of days. Damn that Cindy and her big mouth. He came in and made himself comfortable on the couch. He asked if anyone had told me how beautiful I looked today, I smiled and said no. He started telling me how looking at me just turns him into this horny teenager who would just like to reap my clothes off and screw me like I have never been screwed before. He started telling me how perfectly shaped my boobs are and how he couldn’t get them out of his mind and as he was driving home he just had to drive back just to get a glimpse of those beautiful boobs. He told me how smooth and soft my lips are and how kissing them feels like he is sucking the most juiciest mango. Shit dammit all this dirty talk was getting my panties wet. My body was betraying me, I didn’t want to be made horny by another man’s words, that’s my husband’s job but hey, the flesh is weak. I grabbed him and started kissing him, took his shirt off then started removing his belt, opened the zip of his pants, pulled the pants and underwear down and I went on my knees and sucked his magic stick like a hungry prostitute whose next meal depended on that suck. What had happened to me? I am a decent woman and this was not me! He started groaning and moaning from the enjoyment as he was about to climax. I removed his stick from my mouth and led him to the couch. I asked if he had condoms with him he said no he didn’t bring any. I stood up and told him that I can’t do this, I grabbed my gown got dressed and told him that I’m sorry but I can’t do this especially without condoms.
I felt something tickle my leg. I have this huge fear of spiders and that thought made me jump up into the air into Mfundos arms but there was no one there. I hit the floor hard. Guess what this had all been a dream. Ag this man was a demon he had gotten under my skin. I laughed at myself though for having such a dream. Married women do not do that.
As I switched of the TV my cellphone rang for real this time. It was security and they said they had someone at the gate.
It was Mfundo!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
i have been dating the father of my child since 2001, things started to be bad in 2005 after my son was one year old. every time when we talk he would he want this and that but he never included me in his plans. it was always about and he always cheated saying he doesn’t want any kids one is enough for now. but in 2009 he impregnated some girl saying it was a mistake. we broke up 2012 and he is been asking me to give a chance in 2013 i tried but as always it has always been about him, party life and putting friends first. he doesn’t even attend our child function or meetings at school, he is always busy with friends and parties. i left him again. 2014 he asked me to take him but he has a girlfriend and he will dump her so he can be with us but he needs me to be patient, i waited and waited until one day when i asked not to dump his girlfriend they should just be together because i cant wait for something that im not sure if it is gonna work and he replied by saying “it is done” that means they broke up. still he never gave us quality time busy with friends or whoever he is busy with. yesterday i asked him if will be always be his 2nd best and he said he is fixing that so i must be patient. how long im going to wait for him to fix things?
please help with advice
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