A NIGHT ASTRAY

Soul Sisters

Slowly and passionately were they locked in each other’s arms, exploring each other’s sexiness as she let out soft moans as every stroke penetrates her p***y. Her eyes closed as she is lost in the euphoria of passion? You can tell that they are not strangers to each other’s body as their touch was passionate and intentional. He fondles her breast and places his mouth on her hard n****e. He strokes deeper and makes an attempt to stop. Don’t stop she said, f**k me harder! He pushes in harder as the moans grew louder. I thought I was in a trance, I was losing my balance, my body trembled, tears locked in my eyes and it flew freely down my cheeks. This is indeed a nightmare. My presence was not noticed as the engrossed love making continued. Yes! They were not f*****g, they were making love. I never thought a day will come in my lifetime where I will behold such a horrible sight. My matrimonial bed has always been a sacred place, strictly for me and Kelvin, this sacredness is being destroyed as another woman is on it. I thought the worst has happened but it was just about to strike me, the moment I would lose my mind completely is just some sentence away. Kelvin opened his mouth and said, “I love you” and she gently said I love you too. This broke me completely; my husband is in love with another woman. I lost him completely. I stood there as he released heavily in her and they fell off each other, realizing my presence. They cared less. This is not a new thing. I expected to see guilt written all over their faces but it was so emotionless. You know what they say about betrayal, it comes from the ones you trust.

As a young girl growing up in a wealthy family, there was a choice to be made in everything and those choices has to be classy and fit to the standard of the class I belong in the society. Choice of school, clothes, food, games and most especially friends. Everything I do most reflect wealth and class. In making choice of friends, my parents were careful not to make me mix with just anybody as they believe that the friends I moved with will have a great impact in my life. To them, a good friend comes from a well to do family; he or she is classy and wealthy and has a strong background whose family name is highly notable. I had little or no choice to everything around me and decisions were made for me. The prominent choice of friend made for me was the daughter of the Benjamin’s. The Benjamin is a family headed by the late real estate mogul who owned more than one thousand five hundred houses in Maryland. He was super successful and highly knowledgeable as well. His wealth of knowledge and success makes my father see his family as a family we can relate with. For my father, human relationship and friendship should be strictly based on values. What can the other party bring to the table is one thing that should be considered when making a choice of friend or partner. This influenced their decision in making me and Clara, the only daughter of the Benjamin’s friends. Clara was the charm back then as every boy wanted to speak with her or just even feel her palm. She oozed of wealth and class. I must tell you, Clara was damn pretty as a child as well. My parents would take me to her parents’ house and leave us to acclimatize with each other. We bonded and became good friends. I became the only friend around her while she also became the one friend I had. Our parent’s mentality of friendship aligns and they made a perfect example with us. It was just a matter of time before everyone started calling us sisters as we were inseparable. We would do the same hairstyle; wear the same cloth, shoes and accessories. We were a match made in heaven and a vivid representation of soul sisters. Beautiful were our memories together as she would always have my back and I did likewise with her. One occasion where she was sick, I took her notes for her in class and made sure all her assignments were done too. She also made sure that I was fine every time. Weekends were the best time of our lives as we make constant rotation between my house and hers. One weekend she is in my house, and the other I am in her house. We would go to the fun park together, see movies together, wine and dine together as well. This really made our bond so strong. She was everything I wanted in a human and friend. The love, passion, care, intentionality and purity were the energy we both shared. During our days in the university, we lived in the same hostel and practically shared everything together. I remember her first heartbreak, she cried profusely as he was her first love, I made myself available as the shoulder she could lean on and she came out very strong after that incident. I must tell you that Clara and I were not just pretty faces; we were and still are beauty and brains in one body. We competed for the top position in class right from elementary school. No one came close to us; the first and second positions were ours. We gave every other person in class a wide gap when it comes to academics. Life after university has been good to us both as we have moved on to have successful careers while our friendship remained solid after a long time. She is that one person I tell everything and about my life and growth. She has seen me in my strong and vulnerable moments. Clara is practically everything good to me. What would you do when you stumble on your best friend and your husband making out on your matrimonial bed?