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My village wife💍
💕My pretty lunatic👝
Ɓƴ: Victoria Peter 💕📚
A Nigerian story…
(Am married bitch😇)
After the whole drama that happened today, the woman that sells food later came out.
And I bought food for Papa nnenna and I, my sister nneka has already eaten another round of food.
It made me wish I know how to cook but at the second thought no.
Am going to get married to a very rich man and that rich man is gonna be Fred.
Yes you heard Mr Fred ulinma’s husband, I have not lost hope on him yet.
We were eating our food or will I say poison when nneka came to join us carrying a plate of porridge yam.
I felt like crying.
why is nneka doing this to us ehh.
When did she even learn how to cook.
I can’t wait for Fred to come and marry me so this suffering will be over.
I guess nnenna couldn’t take it anymore so she begged her for some food.
‘Nneka please am hungry and this thing am eating is not good food please can I share with you?…’ she said and I shot her look.
‘Oh my dear twin sister you’re the only person am pitying in all of you, I will alow you share my food on one condition…’
‘Anything at all as long as I eat good food…’ she replied making my eyes widened in shock.
‘Tell papa what you do with the lecturer in school…’ she said and I saw fear on nnenna’s face.
‘Ehhhnnn Papa I…i mean I use to sleep with ehmm lecturers for good grades…’ she concluded in tears.
‘Nnenna my lovely sister, you just have to stop doing that and read to pass…’ nneka said.
‘I promise from now on I will start read, I will even learn how to cook if you are willing to teach me…’ she replied and that was what provoked me.
‘Nnenna you are not learning how to cook we are going to marry rich husbands so what’s the need of cooking…’ I said and she burst into laughter.
‘Papa once told us if we learn how to cook we’re going to get married to poor husbands right?…’ nnenna asked me.
‘Yes and Papa is very correct…’ I replied and papa just left us and went inside.
‘Ulinma was the only one then who knows how to cook and who those all the rich men come asking for her hand in marriage?…’ nneka added.
‘Chioma if you want to die a spinster then go ahead for me I want to get married, be it rich poor or average I don’t mind…’ nneka said making me wanna cry.
I couldn’t take it anymore so I left them and went inside.
They will soon see me with a rich man, I thought nnenna was by my side but I guess I only have Papa.
On my way inside I saw nneka’s phone and immediately an idea came into my head.
I can just take ulinma’s number and make her get scared.
I might even be lucky to get to speak with my prince charming.
I went outside only to see nneka and nnenna busy with there food.
I went inside and took nneka’s phone and search for ulinma’s contact and in no time I saw it.
I quickly copied her number into my phone and let.
I smiled inside me.
can’t wait for her to come back to this village.
while I go to Lagos not as a spinster but as Mrs chioma Fred uchemba.
I think I will call her tomorrow morning, no I don’t think I can wait until tomorrow I will have to call her tonight.
I was trying my best to hold myself, I just felt like bending her on this couch and f*ck the day light out of her.
But she’s too fragile to me handled that way.
she should be handled like and eye, because she’s way too pretty.
She is wearing a nightwear.
the nightwear wasn’t transparent or reveling but she still looks hot in it.
i have always prayed to God for a sexy and beautiful wife but not the one as sexy and beautiful as ulinma.
Why does God always give you more than what you ask for huh?
Am feeling so so insecure right now.
I don’t even think I can go to work and concentrate.
my mind will surely be at home.
she was already feeling sleepy so I lean towards her and placed her head on my laps.
At first she wasn’t comfortable but in few minutes she relax and sleeped off.
I was just looking at her pretty face wondering how long god took in creating her.
How can someone be as pretty as a goddess and at the same time have such killer curves.
I took my hands to her hips to see if it’s truely her natural curves and immediately i did that I felt her soft flawless skin on my hand.
oh heavens I can’t wait to f*ck her.
I felt something vibrate beside her and I saw it was an old Nokia phone.
Actually the one I bought for my mom long time ago.
Don’t tell me this is what my own queen is using huh?
I have to get her a new phone tomorrow morning.
I saw it was a call from an unknown number so I picked it up.
📱’Hello is this ulinma…’ a lady’s voice said and the voice sounds like that her duckling cousin sister.
📱’No it’s not her it’s her husband any problem?…’
📱’Oh my God Fred , do you Still remember me it’s chioma ulinma’s cousin sister…’
📱’Okay why are you calling her?…’
📱’I actually called to hear from you, you know i love you so much…’
📱’I can see you have gone mad official, I will advice you to visit a mental hospital…’
📱’What yes and don’t you ever call this line ever in your life that if it will be available.
I said and hung up.
I woke up and noticed we sleeped off at the living room.
I tapped beautiful on her shoulder and she murmured some words under her breath.
Making me smile.
I tapped her again and she woke up and slowly opened her eyes.
‘Good morning…’ she greeted sleepingly and I smiled sweetly.
‘Morning beauty, how was your night?…’ I asked and she just smiled.
‘It was fine and yours?…’
‘Same love, now go to your room and clean yourself up…’ I said and she nodded and stood up and started walking towards her room.
I also went to my room to freshen up, today is Sunday and it’s always a boring day to me.
I guess I have to take my wife out in the evening.
Am not regretting getting married to ulinma not one bit.
imagine I haven’t f*cked a bitch since she came here and I haven’t f*cked get too.
I guess that’s a miracle.
I striped off my clothes and went to the bathroom.
And brushed my teeth and took my bath, after that i left the bathroom with a towel around my waist.
I went to my dressing mirror and applied my body lotion.
After that i dressed up in a crucial wear.
a white sport short and a top.
And walked downstairs.
I started to hear sounds from the kitchen.
I guess my pretty wife is preparing brakefast.
I heard the door bell ring so I went to get the door.
‘Oga there is one lady here to see you…’ my security said.
‘Okay what did she say her name is?…’
‘She said her name is Simi…’
‘I don’t know any Simi but let her in…’ I said and he left.
Few minutes later……💗💗
The door bell rang again and when I opened the door a familiar looking lady wearing a skimpy outfits came in.
‘Hey Fred and Simi we mate at the club…’
what type of nonsense is this.
When I got to the Man my mouth dropped.
This guy is so fucking rich, of course I can’t miss this catch.
I knocked at the big gate and after a while a man wearing a security uniform opened the gate for me.
‘How may I help you young lady?…’ he asked calmly.
‘Am looking for Fred…’ I replied.
‘You mean sir Fred?…’ he asked is this man deaf or something.
‘Okay what your name?…’
‘Just give me few minutes…’ he said and left.
After few minutes he came back and told me to come in my mouth dropped when I saw the number of cars at his place.
I rang the doorbell and he opened the door.
‘Hey Fred I’m Simi we mate at the club…’ I said I he looked at me disgustingly.
‘And what are you doing in my house?…’ he asked looking pissed.
I was about replying him when a very beautiful lady wearing a sexy white bum short with a black crop top, cane out of the kitchen.
‘Huni what’s going on…’ she asked and Fred walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the lip.
‘Nothing my love she about leaving…’ she said and she smiled and went back to the kitchen.
don’t tell me his married.
‘Simi or what ever you name is am a married man and that pretty damsel you saw now is my wife so just fuck off…’ he said living me in shock.
‘You’re kidding right?…’ I asked.
‘I said am married bitch so get the fuck out of my house before I call the security to throw you out…’ he yelled angrily and I ran out of the house.
why must he be married huh?