My Boss Wife - S01 E01

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My Boss Wife - S01 E01

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“Honey, the air conditioners aren’t

responding?”

“Yes, you told me that some two hours ago.”

“I mean the whole house is stuffy. Can’t you

get that?”

“That’s alright; I’m sending the company’s

engineer to work on them immediately.”

“Please do. Thanks honey.”

“You’re welcome, my love.”

In less than thirty minutes time, I heard a

Siena screeched to a stop in the compound

as the gateman closed the gate. Hearing the

sound of the doorbell, I rushed to open the

door.

“Hello sir.” I said.

“Good day Madame, this is Mr. Kayode from

Ray and Sons Ltd.”

“Oh, the engineer from my husband’s

company?”

“Yes ma’am. I’m here to work on your fanning

systems.”

“Air conditioners please.”

“Yes ma’am.” I was almost blushing when the

lanky ebony-brown complexioned man

addressed a young woman like me, ‘ma’am.

He looked far older than me, if not older than

even my husband.

“You’re going to work on the air conditioners

of the whole house, beginning with the sitting

room, then our bedroom and my husband’s

study.”

“That’s ok ma’am.”

“If you can’t finish the remaining parts of the

house today, you may have to come back

another day.”

“No problem ma’am.” I felt like slapping him

for calling me ‘ma’am’ like he was addressing

his mother but I felt he was only being as

polite as possible.

“When you’re done for today, I’ll be in the

backyard if you need me.” I smiled.

“That’s fine ma’am.” Addressing me ‘ma’am’

again, I was seriously getting pissed off but I

decided to ignore his good manners.

Three hours later, while I was knitting my

son’s cardigan, Mr. Kayode came.

“I’ve finished my work ma’am.”

“You mean you are done? You mean the

whole house or what?”

“Yes ma’am. I’ve been on this job since the

last fifteen years. It was no big deal checking

all the fanning systems in the house.”

“That’s incredible!”

“I appreciate you ma’am.”

“Can I check them? Just to make sure

they’re working well so I don’t need to call

you back here again.” I didn’t want him to

think I didn’t trust the work is done.

“Why not?” He agreed. Besides, he had no

choice, I was his boss’ wife.

Moving from one part of the room to the

next, I felt the cooling capacities of the

fanning systems, as he called them. They

started working so perfectly like they were

newly bought systems.

“Thank you so much sir.” I was being polite

to him. Besides, he’d been addressing me as

‘ma’am’ since he arrived.

“I’m always at you and your husband’s beck

and call ma’am.”

Leading him out of my husband’s study, my

feet hit the table just before the door and I

fell down. I couldn’t hold the pain as I yelled

as if he was the one that pushed me to the

ground.

“Stop yelling ma’am.” He said as he held me

up. I suddenly felt a tingling sensation all

over my body and didn’t know when I started

kissing him. He was about to make a

comment when I held his lips. From my

husband’s study, we ended up in the

bedroom. Though the man was gangling, he

treated so nicely and I felt like clinging to

him forever. When he was leaving, it pained

me that I may never see him again.

“Thank you for coming Mr. Kayode.”

“The pleasure is all mine.” He didn’t add

‘ma’am’ this time around and that made me

happy. We were now on the same page.

“Would you like to have lunch before you go?”

I was trying as much as possible to keep this

man here with me even for the few hours

before my husband will be back from work.

“Maybe some other times dear, there are

other official duties I have to attend to in the

office.” His calling me dear made me even

happier.

“That’s okay but you take care of yourself.”

“You too dear.” He winked at me.

As soon as he left, my husband called that he

was coming home for lunch. It was unusual

because he was such a workaholic who

hardly spends time with me or our child.

“So to what do I owe this lunch?”

“I came actually to pick up an important file

in preparation for my meeting with members

of the company’s board of trustees this

evening.”

“But when will all this stop?” I grumbled,

hovering over him as he looked for the

documents he came for.

“What? Where are you heading to?”

“Honey, it’s been like months since you had

lunch with me na.”

“I see. What about all the money, properties

and security I’ve provided for you and your

son? Do you think if I spend my time at home

all the time, you would be driving that car?”

“Is it security and wealth that make a home?”

Haba, this man though that he could just

leave a whole lot of me at home every

morning before he left for work and that

would somehow satisfy me? I am a woman,

not a piece of metal. I feel, and I have

cravings that I realized not only him could

satisfy today.

“See, you are delaying me ooh. Just let me

get what I came here for okay?” He kissed

my cheeks as he grabbed a hold of the

documents and then he left again. This has

been the routine I have been trying to get

used to ever since we had our first child.