The Other ‘Woman’

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It’s a really cold morning, rather than pull the duvet over my shoulders and get heated up, I reach out across the bed and he is nowhere to be found. Last night, while I sat watching current events unfold as relayed by the newscaster, he walked in and wondered why I sat quietly almost looking sad.

“What is wrong?”

“Nothing”

“So why are you seated that way, with hand under your jaw?”

“I’m fine”, I retorted wincing from the pain I had around my jawline. The toothache was driving me crazy. And why is he ignorant about my pain, when he knew about it all along, I sighed.

“Come, and see something” he said, leading me. There she was, the other “Woman!” Looking all new as if she had just returned from Harrods or some expensive shop in Paris. Glittering. Her eyes were really made up and sparkling, lips looking luscious, no cracks…she had some cracks before now – apparently he had her fixed up.

“Nice” I said as I turned back into the house.

This morning (again), before it was 5:00am, he was already beside her, making sure she slept well; had enough water to drink to assuage her thirst. One would think, she had been singing at the Orchestra all night! I pretended not to notice he was gone and for so long too. But I could hear her respond to all his touches…though some sounded like she was a bit ill. Well, that’s his business.

I’m totally upset… but hey, what can I do? He has chosen her over me today and sometimes it feels like always. But I’m not taking this lying down. “Enjoy him while you can baby, because after he is done taking care of you, he returns to me.” I gloated

And what is it with men and their cars?!!!! Someone tell me how you handled yours.

© 2014 Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved.

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16 responses »

  1. My husband is “anal” about keeping his car in top-notched condition. I wish he felt the same desire that I have to create a home that brings me peace, serenity and joy. But, it’s not a problem for I have learned the acceptance and approval of others hinders self-awarenesssince; and, I take responsibility for creating my own happiness. Thank u for sharing this beautifully written story.

  2. My husband’s other woman is his Video games and electronics….she always has to be pretty and updated, so to get his attention and win the other woman, I replace her and join him(once in a while) in taking care of her, hence I get to be the LOVED woman.

    • Now that’s the new way to go! I’m so going to try it. My place another will not take, not even his car. Rather we will love her together. *wink* Thanks for stopping by 🙂

  3. From a man’s perspective offering to be of help to him will be fun and he will look forward to the car washing, it can be another time of rediscovering yourself

    • Mmmmmmh Nice! Okay, a man speaks 🙂
      I hope he’ll offer to help me with what I love…which by the way he does.
      I will definitely be washing that ‘Woman’ with him. Rediscovering sounds like fun.

  4. Hmmmmmmm, I can’t believe this whole story is wrapped around me and my girlfriend. By the way, I’ve been asking this girlfriend of mine to “Be My Wife” (BMW) for ages now, but as you can tell, she will always remain a girlfriend since you always have to ask her to be your wife. Anyways, just as a few of the comments suggests a threesome, I guess it’s the way to go. I had learned the threesome act with your “lovers” *wink*, it’s time you learned to have this fun with me and my girlfriend. Hahahahahahahah!

    • You win!
      It’d be sad losing my King to his GF…no matter how cool and collected she looks.
      For love and peace sakes…I gladly accept her warts and all. *wink*

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