Money can't please her in bed

Chapter 3

I anticipated Monday. It would be so disappointing if Kevin did not resume his duties as our Gardner. I didn't know why but, something in me felt tied to something in him. Such a well mannered young man besides I was so bored in this big house, I needed the company.

It was almost 10:30 pm and not a sign of Paul. Where could he be at this hour?? Sometimes I wonder if chatty mouth Mary knew what she was talking about. Afterall, she gossips with everybody in town. She carry new like bug. She must really be hearing something on the streets.

all this money alone could not tame me. I need to enjoy my life before I die. my mother died at 56 years of age and my grandma died at 59. I might die soon too since it looks like we have a short life span. Paul didn't even want us to have children. Just me and him alone in this big scary house. When I said, lets adopt he said not a rhatid.

I need to find out what is really going on at that office. Paul's company open 5 days a week and if I don't stand up strong all 7 days he'll spend in that place. He doesn't even want me bring hi! lunch anymore. Claiming that sometimes he skips lunch and he doesn't want to waste my time. I know what to do. I am going to hire someone to spy on him.

All these thinking makes my throat feel parched. I got up and went to the fridge, poured a class of red wine and sat back down. I took two slips and tilted my head. I heard a key rumbling. It must be that busy body man Paul trying to get in. I hurried to the door and opened it for him.

"good night", he said sounding exhausted.

" Night Paul " I murmured.
"you just decide to come home?"

Darla I don't want to argue, I am tired"

I looked at him in disgust and went upstairs. Paul came up shortly after.. I was in the bedroom shuffling into my night gown. No use putting on a lingerie if I am invisible to my own husband.

I watched as Paul undress himself and walked towards the bedroom bathroom. The old boy still had it " I thought to myself. wonder if he still had that hood root power? My Pauly Paul was bad in our days eno. When Mary and the girls use to ask what I saw in Paul back then I couldn't tell them because the one Mary was a tekka in her days. Every man loved her shape.

I wanted to feel if Paul was still the Paul I married so I hurried to the closet and slip into a pink and white lingerie and lit some scented candles. I turned on the music player and took a bottle of wine from the bar inside our bedroom.

As soon as Paul came out of the bathroom I walked towards him and asked him to dance with me.

"I am tired Darla" he grunted

"Please Paul, me a eat salt yuh know"
"Me nature nuh dead yet"

"We old now eno Darla"
"Me say me tired"

"Ok Paul, me hear you loud and clear"

I hissed my teeth and went to the guess room. I could hear him rumbling.

"Bout you a eat salt" he hissed
"Me tired, I work all day and all you do is inherit from me"
"You never work a day in your life"

I was furious. I suddenly considered a divorce but with all the links that Paul had when this divorce was through I wouldn't get a dime. No I can't divorce him. I'll just find a man to do what he is too tired to do. Problem solved.