Like I've said many times, the tradition of the town I reside in is very dear to their hearts, even though there have been loopholes recently due to modernization. The tradition states that a married woman is not allowed to have an affair with another man while she's still legally married. If a woman violates this law, the gods of the land don't hesitate to strike.
Meanwhile, there was this married woman who had a shop close to my shop. This lady was extremely friendly, as if she wanted something more than just a neighbour from me. Meanwhile, my house and the shop used to be in the same area, so I lived from house to shop, and people who knew me in the area came to my house anytime when they didn't see me in the shop or whenever I closed.
The friendliness of this lady was so thick that it was evident she wanted something, because why could she be barging into my room now and then without knocking, and whenever she came, she wouldn't have any reasonable thing to say.
I had to relate to a friend of mine, and he said I should give it a shot whenever an opportunity presents itself. Mind you, before we concluded this, we had discarded the law of a married woman not having an affair outside the marriage because it seems the effect is no longer effective.
"But what if she sees it as an insult?" I paused and questioned his advice.
"No, na, she won't see it like that because it's obvious she wants it too. Just give it a shot and see". My friend thickened his suggestion, and I carried on, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Miraculously, one Saturday that people in my street were attending a burial ceremony, the lady appeared on the scene 10minutes into the time scheduled, with her clothes she had just collected from the tailor in her hand. She said she wanted to use my room to change. She couldn't open her shop because everyone was already waiting for her.
She's used to the room and I couldn't say no either, and before my eyes, she took off her top, quickly put on the shirt and called me to help her zip the back.
OmG! That was the time I was waiting for, the time to adhere to the advice given to me by my friend, but hey, many instances flashed through my thoughts, and I just stood there, lost in thought, until she screamed my name and called me into reality to help her zip her clothes with her body fully exposed, with just her bra on.
Maybe I should make a part two of this story...
This is my entry to Com contest
