I quietly walked closer behind Neche, and then stretched my hands to get a soft hold of her ribs just under her arms. She responded to stimulus and sprang on her waist and chest out as soon as my palms came in contact with her body.
"Jesus!" She said almost out of her breath as she turned, maybe to be ready for my hit with an obvious gesture.
When she saw I was calm with my remorseful facial expression as an evidence, she allowed the extruded air she gathered from the response to stimulus freely leave through her nostrils. I pushed my hands gently further below her boobs to get my hands round her.
"I'm so sorry I scared you" I said with little or no confident that she would let me hold her peacefully.
She kept mute and became stiff which really surprised me. I obviously did not know anything about my wife anymore. I had no more clue of what her gestures and smiles meant. I moved my head to her hair and then to her right ear. I pushed her hair to a side with my face so I would to kiss her neck and ear, and to coo into her ear. I discovered that her hair didn't give my nose the pleasant smell of her hair lotion, it smelt dry and rusty.
"Kamsi is happy already because I've told her you are going with us today." I cooed.
I moved the location of my hands to her arms, and then traced her palms which were resting on the brim of the bowl she was washing with. I squeezed them softly and started perking her earlobes. I moved on to her cheek. To get to her lips, I turned her gently and perked her.
"Please go get dressed, leave the washing for me to complete." I said in her mouth.
I noticed she held my shirt like she wanted more kisses, but I reminded myself that she had become unpredictable, and advised myself not to push further so I won't spoil the progress so far.
She let go her soft grip on my shirt after a few minutes, ran her tongue on her lips and then cleaned her lips with the back of her palms before leaving to dress up. I turned to watch her leave innocently. I took a deep breath of relieve. I quickly turned again and started washing the plates as quickly as I could that I wetted myself with the lather from the washing bowl.
I headed to our room immediately after washing. I did a sign of the cross as I got to the doorpost of our room before opening the door. She was already dressed up . She was flicking off the dust on a face cap she wanted to wear.
"Are you through?" I asked just to make her say something.
She walked towards the door which told me it was a yes. I rushed to get the door opened for her. She didn't appreciate it like she always did, it got to me though but I swallowed and buried it immediately like it didn't happen.
She counted her steps as she walked down the stairs. I watched her closely, and for the first time in a long time, I saw her beauty And the features that attracted me to her in the first place. Her beautiful legs that are my greatest turn on which protruded out of her fitted black skirt took turns to step on the transparent tiles on the staircase as she descended, her hips which were perfectly round without stretch mark, and I pictured her laps and boobs. I was turned on a little sexually. And I remember the times we made love on the staircase. I smiled in lust.
I came back to reality as soon as she took the first step off the stairs. I hurriedly held the handle of the entrance and exit door in the parlour.
"Baby," I said as she approached. "I still love you so much. I don't want to lose. You are my life."
She kept mute knowing full well I needed a response. I tried to hold her palm when she spoke up.
"Buchi I know!" She said looking at me in the eyes with a mean face which had traces of deceitful smile.
I opened the door after a few seconds looking at her in the eyes to see how remorseful I was. She stepped out, and I closed the door behind me.
Kamsi's face glowed as Neche approached the car. I opened the door for her, and she majestically hopped in. She smiled deceptively at our innocent daughter as she settle in the jeep.
Seated in the car, the three of us, I looked at Kamsi, who was filled with excitement, from the rear mirror...
