WIFE MATERIAL
Episode 8
It was the weekend, Ikenna and his friend usually go to nightclubs. It was their own way of easing off the stress of work throughout the weekdays.
Paul wasn’t consistent with relationships, so he usually didn’t care about going with a partner but he would sure have fun. Ikenna would go with Sandra whenever she was available.
On Sunday night, Paul came over to Ikenna’s place and was waiting for him to be ready.
Ikenna had already told his wife about his love for clubbing and she said she was okay with it after all she had never been there. He promised to take her the next time he was going.
So that night, Ikenna and his wife were getting ready in their bedroom. He had finished dressing up but Amara was still searching for clothes to wear because her husband rejected the ones she brought out.
“So you don’t even have any single hot dress,” Ikenna complained.
“I’m not used to that kind of dressing. Can’t I wear my normal dress to the place?”
“I just don’t want you to look different from every other person. Keep searching.”
Amara later brought out a jeans trouser and a blouse and showed them to her husband.
“Let’s manage this for today. Tomorrow we will go shopping for hot dresses which you will wear to nightclubs and other special events. I love seeing my woman in that kind of outfit.”
Amara then wore the last clothes she brought out.
She turned around and her husband started accessing her.
“This is manageable and you got the figure and everything. Imagine wearing a skimpy dress here, you will look so oo hot.”
Amara started blushing.
“Let’s run, we’ve kept Paul waiting.”
They went to the living room, Paul joined them and they all went out.
Paul left his car where it was parked at Ikenna’s compound. He joined the couple in their car and they left.
Some minutes later, they got to the club. They all alighted and moved to the club venue.
“My love, this is a nightclub,” Ikenna said smiling.
Amara was looking around as they moved to where to sit. There was a small space with a few long sofas and tables where some people sat and drank before going to the larger space.
They went and sat on one of the sofas.
At the larger area of the club space, people were standing and talking while taking some drinks. Some were dancing to the loud music coming from large speakers close to the DJ.
The club environment wasn’t bright. You can hardly recognise someone. There were a few dim lights and different coloured light patterns glimmering around. The music was so loud that you would shout before anyone heard you.
Most ladies there were in short dresses. Some were almost na.ked.
Amara wasn’t comfortable in the ambience but she kept calm.
A few minutes later, a waiter brought two plates of dried meats, some bottles of alco.holic drinks and an opener as Ikenna had ordered and kept on a table before them.
They started eating and drinking.
Amara was gently eating the meat and sipping the drink with a straw.
She noticed that her husband was quite popular in that club. She had seen a good number of people coming to greet them and also hail her husband. They were calling him ‘Ike, the money spender’ and it was mostly coming from ladies.
As time went on, people were moving to the larger space for dance. Amara was still seated and observing.
“My love, let’s go and dance,” Ikenna said as he tried pulling her up.
“No no, I want to stay here. You can go and dance,” she said while sticking her b.um on the sofa.
“Okay, let me go,” Ikenna said excitedly and left for the dance area.
Amara looked and saw Paul chatting and laughing with a young lady in a transparent short dress.
“This one had already gotten a catch, now now,” she thought.
She then looked towards the dance area and saw two ladies rocking their bodies on her husband.
She was shocked.
She quickly stood up and rushed to the place and dragged Ikenna outside.
Ikenna laughed.
“Baby, what’s that I saw?” Amara asked.
“It’s a normal thing in nightclubs. That’s why I wanted you to come with me.”
“I don’t like it.”
“Okay, let’s go and sit down.”
“No, we are going from here. If this is what happens at nightclubs, then you should stop attending nightclubs. It’s not a nice place for Christians.”
“Let me call Paul, remember we all came together.”
“Okay, I’ll wait for you here.”
A few minutes later, Paul came out wearing a long face.
They all moved to where Ikenna’s car was parked, entered the car and left.
When they got to Ikenna’s place, Paul quickly got down and moved to his car.
He opened it, entered and zoomed off as the couple were watching him.
“Your friend is furious, he didn’t even utter a word as we came back.”
“I know,” Ikenna said as they walked into their apartment.
The following day, around midday, Ikenna went to see Paul at his office.
They exchanged pleasantries as he entered Paul’s office and sat down.
“What happened at the club last night?” Paul asked.
“I’m sorry mehn, you know it’s my wife’s first time being at a nightclub.”
“And at my own detriment.”
“I’m sorry. I expected that, do you know she was telling me to stop clubbing?” Ikenna complained while laughing.
“My guy, this is not a laughing matter. Mind you, whatever you accept now in your marriage will remain that way. Set your boundaries now unless you want your wife to be in control.”
“You are taking this too far. Don’t worry yourself I’m in control.”
They later switched topics and Ikenna left afterwards.
TO BE CONTINUED..
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