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Makes it two years since i last saw James and Jerome
J² as they were fondly called.
They called two days ago that were in the country and would be around for about 2 weeks and they needed a place to stay.
Without a smidgen of hesitation, i told them they were super welcome.
In excitement, i told my wife i had old school friends coming over. She doesn't like any of my old friends for obvious reasons; any old friend of mine is reflection of the "old" me. I reassured her with my hands wrapped around her while she prepared lunch that i am completely hers now. One kiss and another and that was that.
19th of December, they arrived.
Boy, they looked way better
Lighter
Bigger
Fresher.
"Marty the viper" they yelled as they came in. Susan, my wife hated that name with so much passion.
Jerome was a spontaneous human being. He lived in and for the moment, he didn't sit, he walked straight to the kitchen looking for what's available to eat, to his amazement he found the kitchen impeccably neat.
"It's a lie, James, come and see Marty's kitchen."
"How can you keep a kitchen this clean? There must be a babe in this house"
I laughed it off and told them i had changed but before i could say more...Jerome had walked upstairs to the bedroom. Susan was up there, she must have woken up from all of the noise.
Jerome walked back down almost immediately as he got upstairs, he had such a huge smirk on as he approached me.
He gave me a very familiar handshake and turned to James.
"Guy, that babe na fire back then.
James you remember that babe? The one i linked you up with that nearly broke your bed and your waist?"
They both erupted in laughter with James tapping my head and back
"Bad guy Marty, Marty the viper, when are you going to change your ways"
In all of the laughter, i couldn't pretend, my demeanor gave it away that i was so upset and embarrassed.
"That's my wife guys"
The house had never been quieter after i said that.
They had to leave, it was too awkward for them to stay anymore.
They left almost immediately.
Susan never came down from the room Till it was dusk.
I stayed in the sitting room watching Cable Tv till it was 12. The house was so quiet, So still.
I walked up to the bed, as i got into the sheets, she turned away from me to lie on her side and was crying.
I wondered how long she had been crying.
I didn't know what to say or if to say anything at all.
I didn't know how i felt.
I felt alot of things. I felt anger, hate, embarrassed and more anger.
I placed my hands on her shoulder and leaned towards her
She finally broke silence and said, " i was going to tell you about that when we met, but you told you didnt care about who had been there before you, and you didn't want to know either"
In truth, i did say that
But it still hurt
I know it shouldn't because be it man or woman, we all have stories, "a past" and if a man is spared a youthful life of sexual escapades so should a woman also. There's shouldn't be any discrimination.
But it still hurts.
The thought of jerome on my wife
The thought of James bed breaking
What sexual escapade could have been too intense to break James's bed?
Did they do it better than me?
Maybe i should have asked but what would it have changed? or what do you think?
Makes it two years since i last saw James and Jerome
J² as they were fondly called.
They called two days ago that were in the country and would be around for about 2 weeks and they needed a place to stay.
Without a smidgen of hesitation, i told them they were super welcome.
In excitement, i told my wife i had old school friends coming over. She doesn't like any of my old friends for obvious reasons; any old friend of mine is reflection of the "old" me. I reassured her with my hands wrapped around her while she prepared lunch that i am completely hers now. One kiss and another and that was that.
19th of December, they arrived.
Boy, they looked way better
Lighter
Bigger
Fresher.
"Marty the viper" they yelled as they came in. Susan, my wife hated that name with so much passion.
Jerome was a spontaneous human being. He lived in and for the moment, he didn't sit, he walked straight to the kitchen looking for what's available to eat, to his amazement he found the kitchen impeccably neat.
"It's a lie, James, come and see Marty's kitchen."
"How can you keep a kitchen this clean? There must be a babe in this house"
I laughed it off and told them i had changed but before i could say more...Jerome had walked upstairs to the bedroom. Susan was up there, she must have woken up from all of the noise.
Jerome walked back down almost immediately as he got upstairs, he had such a huge smirk on as he approached me.
He gave me a very familiar handshake and turned to James.
"Guy, that babe na fire back then.
James you remember that babe? The one i linked you up with that nearly broke your bed and your waist?"
They both erupted in laughter with James tapping my head and back
"Bad guy Marty, Marty the viper, when are you going to change your ways"
In all of the laughter, i couldn't pretend, my demeanor gave it away that i was so upset and embarrassed.
"That's my wife guys"
The house had never been quieter after i said that.
They had to leave, it was too awkward for them to stay anymore.
They left almost immediately.
Susan never came down from the room Till it was dusk.
I stayed in the sitting room watching Cable Tv till it was 12. The house was so quiet, So still.
I walked up to the bed, as i got into the sheets, she turned away from me to lie on her side and was crying.
I wondered how long she had been crying.
I didn't know what to say or if to say anything at all.
I didn't know how i felt.
I felt alot of things. I felt anger, hate, embarrassed and more anger.
I placed my hands on her shoulder and leaned towards her
She finally broke silence and said, " i was going to tell you about that when we met, but you told you didnt care about who had been there before you, and you didn't want to know either"
In truth, i did say that
But it still hurt
I know it shouldn't because be it man or woman, we all have stories, "a past" and if a man is spared a youthful life of sexual escapades so should a woman also. There's shouldn't be any discrimination.
But it still hurts.
The thought of jerome on my wife
The thought of James bed breaking
What sexual escapade could have been too intense to break James's bed?
Did they do it better than me?
Maybe i should have asked but what would it have changed? or what do you think?
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