HOME ALONE. 18+



I walked down the isle with Bruce holding my hand
and I was wondering what was going on in his mind though it was supposed to be the most memorable day of my life but I felt this thing within me telling me that my problems had just begun, I tried pushing the thought away but it was proving to be more futile the harder I tried but on the long run I overcame the phobia.

It was my wedding day. I was getting married to Bruce or rather he was getting married to me. I am a Nigerian while Bruce on the other hand is from Ghana. Family and friends from far and near came for our wedding, it was glamorous, splendid, wonderful, adventurous, and it was superb. We had fun like never before. 

I was anxiously waiting for the wedding night so that Bruce would joyfully and carefully give me all he has which I would gleefully accept with ease and joy. I couldn't even decipher if he was thinking the direction I was thinking. Within me I was wishing that the wedding could just come to an abrupt end.

And finally I endured and the wedding came to an end, well wishers had dropped their gifts and left for their various safe abodes. I got home looking more energetic than ever, i could see the same in Bruce's eyes.

 His eyes were so bright that one could fall in love with him instantly at first sight and that was why i seized the opportunity when he proposed to me though i tried to play hard to get for a while as a Nigerian nah, he was tall, his body frame work was not as that of a bouncer but his six packs were almost complete and i was satisfied that way because i would help him complete it after several marathon sex. 

So. I was home alone with Bruce, he looked at me and smiled, and I saw his sparkling white set of teeth, unknowingly I blushed, then he spoke.

Bruce: hope you know it's just the two of us in the house (he asked rhetorically)

Me: I know and what are you going to do about it? (I said teasingly like I wanted to wake the lion in him and fortunately for me it worked)

Bruce: (he laughed out loud and amidst the laughter he asked another rhetorical question while taking of his shoes) what am I going to do about it?..... Hahahahaahahahaah

Before I knew what was happening he grabbed me, lifted me and planted a soft kiss on my lips it felt like heaven on earth, his lips tasted like strawberry...... I couldn't forget the taste easily.


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