HI FOLKS, HERE IS THE THIRD EPISODE OF DECEPTION. WE COULD NOT GET IT HERE LAST WEEK DUE TO CIRCUMSTANCES BEYOND CONTROL. WE APOLOGIZE FOR THAT.
SHEHU AND SAFIYA ARE MARRIED AND BOTH HAVE REVELATIONS TO MAKE. LET’S SEE HOW THEY GO ABOUT IT. COMMENTS ARE WELCOME
DECEPTION IS WRITTEN BY ISAACOLA A.A.THE WRITER IS @newnaija ON TWITTER AND BLOGS AT http://www.isaacolanewnaija.com.
Read Episode 1 here https://oscarpoems.wordpress.com/2014/02/11/deception/
Deception 2: https://oscarpoems.wordpress.com/2014/02/18/deception-2/
Shehu did not waste time at all. He needed to get everything over with so that they would both reach a sensible compromise. Removing his long royal robe, he looked into the eyes of his new bride. She lowered them quickly in a bid to put up a “shy” show.
Her Maalim had told her not to look directly into the eyes of the Prince. He had told her that Shehu was a smart man and could not easily be decieved. The Maalim had told her a lot of things too like she should use alum to wash her private part. He had even gone as far buying the alum for her so as not to raise any suspicion. Safiya had used the alum as instructed but she was still scared. There would be no blood, the Maalim had told her but she would be as tight as a virgin.
Shehu put a finger under her chin and pushed her head till she was looking into his eyes. Safiya tried hard to close her eyes but there was something in his eyes that she could not read, the same thing that held her captive to his stare.
He helped her remove her clothes, prompting her to do the same for him. Safiya did so with shaky hands that had Shehu smiling all through. When they were both nude, he held her hand and led her to the bathroom. He bathed both of them all the while thinking of the best time to let the cat out of the bag. He decided it was best he told her when they were far from slippery, hard tiles. The news would shake her definitely, so he needed her alive and intact, not dead or injured.
By the time they got to the bed, Safiya was already craving the Prince so badly that her non-virgin state was almost a forgotten issue.
He had done things to her in the bathroom and evoked a passion in her. The fiery passion burning in her was alien to her. The Maalim had been almost straight to the point but Shehu paid attention to every part of her body.
Shehu took a moment to look at his wife’s naked body. If not for his erectile dysfunction, he would have been on a journey to the outer space. Safiya’s body was smooth and soft like a baby’s. She had perfect body; the kind that always made him lose control. With her eyes dark with passion, Shehu knew it was time to talk.
Safiya knew something was wrong but she could not place it. The Prince was doing everything to her but did not allow her touch him especially down there. Has the Maalim not told her men liked to be touched ‘down there’? He had told her that men get stimulated by that, so why was her husband avoiding her touch?
Modesty? Definitely not that. They were married after all. Safiya felt a boldness fueled by passion and touched him there. Immediately, she looked at Shehu and found him with a semblance of a ghost smile on his face.
The Prince’s smile was very stiff. His lips were curled up but his face bore no expression. Safiya searched the almost straight face for an answer; an answer why his manhood was not hard as a rock. Why are you so lifeless down there, she asked without moving her lips, letting her eyes do the asking.