CHAPTER 88: l AM SORRY.

With that she stormed out of the sitting room, she hurriedly ascended the stairs with her flip flop making noise as she climbed them.

"Mish!, Mish you have to believe me, l can't kill your mother no matter what!" He shouted so that she can hear him. ' what did l do, why? why did l pick the gun from her why?' He stared into space before covering his head with hands.

Mish threw herself on the bed then curled herself in a foetal position as she sobbed.She changed the pillow after pillow when they got soak with her tears. Her eyes got swollen as a result of crying making it difficult for her to fall asleep. She continued crying until she fell asleep.

Back to the sitting room Mr Mukhongo , tried calling her once more. She was not picking he decided to leave a text message for her. Hoping that it will be the first thing she seas when she wakes up. He curled himself to the couch as he tried going to slumberland.

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"Wifey what's wrong are you going to pout your mouth like that? Paul asked when he entered their bedroom. But the person he was asking was not on the bed.

After wiping the table, Ivana left for the bedroom. She was tired and wanted to shower before going to bed. She wanted her husband to find her dead asleep, knowing him he is a person who won't go to bed when they are angry at each other.

He always looked forward for a brightful morning full of laughter not full of frowning. Just because you carried your misunderstanding to the mantrimonial bed.

'l know where l will find you' he thought as he walked towards the shower. "Wifey are you there? He knocked to the door before walking in "why didn't you ask me to show ..." The shower was empty. 'Where are you wifey, stop playing hide and seek with me' 

He opened the toilet rooms but they were empty. She walked out coming to the bedroom. 

Ivana had finished applying oil to her body and changed to pajamas. She was ready for bed when, Paul hugged her from behind as he kissed her neck."Hey, stop it what do you think you are doing?" She struggled freeing herself from him.

"I am kissing my sweet wife, why are you ignoring me uhm?" Paul asked still hugging her.

"Who said l am ignoring you? 

He turned her uprabtly, Ivana was now trapped between him and the wardrobe. Paul had his hands at each side of her. So there was no way she will get out, she was trapped.

"My love l am sorry the way l talked to you downstairs. I didn't mean to raise my voice at you, l hate it when l see you get scared of me. I found myself reprimanding you, because l am always scared whenever you are outside alone, hope you understand wifey. I am sorry"

"I am sorry too, l know l was wrong for coming home late and l needed to listen to you before answering, l am sorry too"

"No l am the one who is at wrong here, l am sorry Wifey. Will you please forgive me?" He said as he slightly pinched her nose. Making her giggle as she nodded to show she has forgiven him.

"Yes that's my baby, he touched her hair on her head as he looked through up through the lashes. The desire to savour her was visible in his eyes, Ivana slightly pushed him back in the moment he was leaning in for a kiss. He ended up smooching her lips, it was so sweet that he turned it into a kiss.

At that moment her phone vibrated on the dressing table. She stretched her hand wanting to pick her cell phone but Paul was quick enough to hold it and pinned them above her head. He continued exploring her mouth with kisses making her mourn. The sound that always turns him on when it gets in his ears.

He continued savouring her mouth like his life depended on the kisses. She was responding positively as she opened her mouth further giving him full access to it. He touched his two peaches that were erected on her chest. It was the perfect size in his hands, neither were they big or small just a perfect size.

It was a very intimate moment as they continued sharing a passionate kiss. His dick poked in his trouser as she felt it on her thighs making her instantly wet. She moaned between kisses as she didn't know how to control it anymore.

"I need you wifey" Paul said as he paused from.the kissing. He looked at her desire filled in his eyes, she licked her lips the sign Paul was waiting for. Licking her lips was enough for him to continue, it showed that she was enjoying.

He continued kissing her, then carried her to the bed without breaking their kiss. He gently placed her to the bed the stood up to undress himself. Without breaking eyecontact with her, she was mesmerised with his perfect sculptured chest it was well toned.

He pulled down his trouser and his Mr d*ck jolted out like someone who have been granted freedom. He saw fear in her eyes and he perfectly knows what caused it-his size. "I will be gentle wifey,just like before" he said then resumed his position between her legs.

He kissed her as he unbuttoned her pajama top. He caressed his peaches, the nipple was already full erect. Showing that she was in the mood. She pulled down her pajama trouser with one hand as the other hand was caressing her breasts.

"You are so beautiful when you are naked wifey, l love your body. I really do, he sincerely confessed. He slightly spread her legs, held his big,long membrane in his hand ready to enter her. He lifted his head and looked at her, then "l want you inside Paul,take me already."

Then with that statement from her, he positioned himself at her entrance. Allowing himself to access the honeypot,the honeypot full of honey sweeter that the real honey.