IJEOMA MY LOVE: MY WIFE

It was not love at first sight when I met Ijeoma. There were no explosive desires. Not even a spark. The only fire that was flying around was Ijeoma’s fury as she screamed invectives on me. What was that saying about hell having no fury? But in this case the woman was not scorned rather she was badly soaked with muddy water, which I had unwittingly splashed on her when I had hit a pothole with my car.
"I am very sorry. If there is anything that I can do." I kept apologizing over and over again.
"Anything you can do ehn?" she had asked getting even angrier and I wondered why I had even stopped to apologise when other drivers would have just zoomed off, but not me. I thought grimly.
"Yes. I would be happy to help." I answered placating
"Okay, it is either you get me new clothes right this minute or get me a new job" she had said folding her hands across her bosom obviously ready for a fight. God! I have never met such a woman with so much passion. As she stared back defiantly at me, her big black eyes shooting daggers under long and elegant eyelashes, her small but sensuous lips pouting. I was hooked.
"New dress, new job. Wow!" I muttered under my breath, but she seemed to have heard, because at that moment her eyes lowered a little and her lips began to tremble.
"Hey I did not mean to..:" I started to apologise but she just waved my apology away and started walking away. I knew I was late for work but I just could not help myself. I just ha to follow her.
"I can get you new clothes if that will make you happy" I said hopefully but she did not answer me but kept walking away. "But I am afraid that I cannot help you with a job" I continued somewhat foolishly.
"What am I going to do now?" she asked throwing up her hands "I am dirty and also late for my job interview at ikeja. I guess I will just go back home and you should just leave me alone" she said walking even faster. It was the "ikeja" that got me. \Okay, I know that ikeja is one big working place but out of curiosity I needed to know.
"What company exactly?" I asked
"Premium computers" she answered distractedly. Then the hilarity of the whole situation hit me and I began to laugh. This was the ijeoma that I was rushing down to go and interview in my office. When she noticed my amusement, she pointed an accusing finger at me
"And you think that is funny?"
"No no.. , it’s just that I am the ceo of premium computers and I am supposed to be interviewing you" I had said . she had been horrified and then she started to apologise. I guess she needed the job and I needed to hear those lips call my name, I needed to know how it would feel to hold in my hands such a beauty. I needed to see her again. I gave her the job on the spot and she was ecstatic.
Working with Ijeoma as my personal assistant was beautiful. She was a hard worker. We were always doing things together in the office and she was my right hand man. Although we never crossed the employer – employee line but I was on the verge of doing so 2 months into her job. Staying so close to Ijeoma all the time was making me lose my mind. I needed to have her. I was losing my heart to a woman who worked for me. A month later, I just could not take it any longer, one minute I was showing her something on the computer and the next minute I was kissing those exotic lips. At first she resisted then she started to kiss me back with such passion that I have never seen in a woman before. As my hands started to make its way slowly to the top button of her shirt there was a soft knock on the door, which brought me back to reality.
From that moment, I just could not pretend anymore. I knew that I felt something for ijeoma and I know that ijeoma felt it too. We had a stolen kiss here and a stolen kiss there until we could not reign in on our desires any longer. We gave in to our desires and had the greatest sex ever and God was it beautiful. Six months later we got married in a most beautiful wedding. Six years later, I still feel that I am married to the greatest woman ever..