[STORY] MY SPIRITUAL WIFE (Episode 17)

Episode 17.

I’d never been more proud in my life, as I walked Janet out of my room that morning.

As luck would have it, everyone in my lodge were all gathered in the center of the compound. They were having a meeting. A meeting I was supposed to be a part of, but certainly not before I saw my “baby” off.
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Our caretaker (who was the anchor of the meeting) was suddenly lost for words at the sight of Janet.
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Janet elegantly “cat walked” past them.
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No one could even find the voice to respond to Janet’s “hi”, in astonishment.

They were star struck; spellbound.
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Janet was just perfect. She was a mix of everything sweet. She was beautiful, sassy, sexy, curvy, eye popping, jaw dropping, assuredly drooling and most importantly, she was “Mine”.

Janet was all mine.
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I saw a lot of lustful eyes in the guys. Their faces screamed “desire”. This made me even prouder.

The fact that I had something everyone wanted but could never have, made my head swell.
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The demeanor I noticed, splattered all over the face of my compound ladies, was that of envy. It was very obvious. Some of them probably even felt intimidated. I mean who wouldn’t? Janet was everything they wish they could be; Janet was everything they knew they’d never be, even if they went under the knife.
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I walked proudly past them. My hand rested perfectly on Janet’s waist as though it’d been “tailor made” for that part of her body.
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I flagged down a bike for Janet and just before she left, she leaned over and planted me a kiss.

It was sensual. Very sensual.

I immediately felt an electrifying sensation run through my entire body.
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At first, I thought it was “butterflies”. I mean, I’d already begun to feel the “strong connection” Janet spoke about earlier. Everything about Janet already excited me.

But that was not the case. That had absolutely nothing to do with how this parting kiss had left me.

Then I discovered that Janet had passed me something, during that kiss. Something I now had in my mouth.
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Janet winked at me as her bike sped off immediately after.
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It was a “Gum”.

Janet had transferred into my mouth, a gum she’d been chewing all morning long and for some reason, I took great pleasure in continuing from where she’d stopped for the remainder of that day, as though my life depended on it.
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From that day, Janet made sure to make herself available for me, whenever I desired. She said “I am everything you need, Paul. I can’t have your silly excuse for cheating on me, be because I was not around when you needed me.”
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True to her words, Janet made sure that I didn’t lack anything, especially “monetary”. She frequently surprised me; spoiled me silly with random gifts.

Janet pampered me to a fault. She practically did everything a guy was primarily known to do, to keep his girl.
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Janet invited me over one time, for her friend’s birthday party. It was just on “papers” that her friend was the celebrant, Janet stole the show.
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The dress Janet stepped out in, that night, graciously complemented her gorgeousness.

I was literally drooling.

Janet had brushed me up so well that I complimented her perfectly.
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Janet’s incredible mastery of every sensory part in her body was spellbinding.

Janet was exceptional on the dance floor. She does everything with flair, yet seeming effortless.
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One would have assumed that, since I had everything a man could ever have asked for in one being; in Janet, I shouldn’t have a cause to even want to “turn the other cheek”. Well, I thought so too.
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I was pressed, so I’d taken an excuse from Janet and our host, to go “take a leak”.
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This birthday party was held in a three star hotel. It had a club which served as the venue for this party.
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The restroom area is built in such a way that a single door leads towards multiple toilets; toilets shared by both male and female.
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This was where I met Jasmine.
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Jasmine was almost equally a sight to behold. Her kind of beauty was different from the drool Janet gave.

This particular night, Jasmine was dressed to kill. I mean, I know it’s a club and dress for such an occasion is usually distinct but Jasmine certainly stood out.
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Jasmine was beautifully dressed in a white top and a very hot, hot, red mini skirt. The skirt held her body firmly, revealing one of the best curves I’d even seen.

Jasmine was a slim, fair, elegant, averagely tall beautiful specimen to behold. She had a very beautiful; eye popping; jaw dropping behind to go with.

Jasmine reeked of confidence. She smelt amazing too.
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Jasmine and I bumped into each other in the passage leading to the restroom.

Jasmine was on her way out while I was just on my way in. The bump caused Jasmine’s purse to fall from her hands and if I’d not been quick enough to have intercepted the “glasslike” bag from hitting the floor, it would have definitely shattered.
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For some reason, this act had impressed Jasmine so much, she wanted to know me more.
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I apologized for my carelessness but Jasmine was quick to dismiss it. She said it was equally her fault. She said if she had paid attention to where she was heading, instead of having her eyes planted in her phone, she would have seen me coming, thereby, averting the accident.
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Jasmine thanked me for saving her heart the pain of losing such an expensive purse, had it fallen to the ground and shattered.
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“My name is Jasmine. I am a three hundred level, social studies education student. It’s nice to meet you…”

“…Paul. My name is Paul.” I said, with a smile as I reached to take Jasmine’s hand in a handshake.

Mehn! Those hands were soft.
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Jasmine requested my phone number. “I know that a handsome guy like you wouldn’t be here all by yourself but I’d like to know you. Something tells me that you are a very interesting sombori.” Jasmine said, with a giggle. “I’ll have to figure out that part for myself, though.”
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Jasmine offered to take me out, sometime. She insisted that she’d like to thank me for saving her heart from the pain, had she lost this purse. “You won’t understand, Paul. This purse actually cost a small fortune”. Jasmine said, with a smile. “You have to come out with me, guy. It’s the least I can do.”
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I handed Jasmine her purse and bade her goodbye, then continued my walk to the restroom.
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I got into a session of the toilet and began to take a leak.
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I was still playing the tape that featured Jasmine in my head when I was to be startled by a cold; soft hand.

This hand laid gently on my shoulder, the soothing it could ever be.

To be continued…

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