Chapter 2 2

MY SISTER'S HUSBAND FUCKS ME

#Episode_2

******Jeannette Kouamé.

My name is Jeannette Kouamé, I do in my forties, 41 years to be more precise. I am a widow and mother of two daughters Emmanuella and Victoria. Emmanuella is my eldest, she is 26 years old and my last is Victoria, 19.

Emmanuella is a very wise and hardworking daughter, she is a midwife and already married to a son. She is very reserved and very discreet, which is quite the opposite of Victoria who is agitated and spoiled. This girl gives me a hard time, I really don't know what to do with her anymore.

She grew up with me and received the best education and I don't understand her problem with sex. At her age, my daughter has already swallowed enough dicks that I have never taken or imagined taking in my life. It's incredible! It doesn't look like I raised him. However, everyone knows me, they know that I am very strict and strict unlike my sister Ruth.

My eldest daughter didn't grow up with me, she grew up with her aunt Ruth and I could understand if she was doing all this but it's not the case, she is very calm and serious. Moreover, her husband married her as a virgin. Sometimes I wonder if Victoria is really my daughter.

I take my phone and call Cyndie, Cédric's mother, the young man with whom I surprised my daughter earlier. She dropped out;

Cyndie: Yes hello Jeannette, everything is fine I hope.

Me: Is your son back?

Cyndie: Not yet, why?

Me: Think that I just surprised him with my daughter in his room and they were fucking.

Cyndie: What! She was indignant.

Me: You heard right, I have already given a good correction to my daughter, you will know what to do with your son.

Cyndie: Yes, of course, count on me. Thank you for notifying my girlfriend.

Me: There's nothing. Bye,

I put an end to the call.

Me: VICKY, I say screaming to get out of the room. VICKY, GO OUT TO SET THE TABLE! I WILL ORDER US FOOD.

My phone on the bed starts ringing, I stop in front of the door and retrace my feet. This is my fiancé, Jacques. Yes, what do you think, I have a fiancé, I haven't faded so far yet. I'm still very fresh. We have been in our relationship for about ten years. He is an entrepreneur and is my four-year-old eldest. Currently, he is not in Côte d'Ivoire.

He made a business trip that lasted three years and very soon he will be back.

Me: Yes, my love, I say after picking up.

Jacques: How are you doing, my heart?

Me: Well, darling, say when are you coming back? I miss you very much.

Jacques: In a week at most, I will be back but please don't forget what I asked you, for our good and for the good of our couple, your daughter must no longer be in the house. She can't stand me.

Me: But darling, and where will she go? This is my daughter!

Jacques: You know very well that she never appreciated me and that she never agreed with our relationship, the best thing is that she is far from us my love.

Me: And where do you want her to go Jacques?

Jacques: I don't know me, find something but one thing is certain, I won't come back as long as it's still there.

Me: I...

Jacques: Bye, he throws me by hanging on to my nose.

I sigh in anxiety. What he asks of me is really complicated. It's true that Victoria is uncontrollable but she still dismeless my daughter and he asks me to put her out? How?

I leave the room and go to the kitchen. Since I called Victoria to set the table, I've noticed that she hasn't done anything. Furious, I go to his room, I open the door and my gaze is directly towards his bed. She's lying there, she's already sleeping. The scissors I gave in his hair left them wandering. There is one hair longer than the other, tomorrow I will give her the money so that she can go do her hair at the end of classes.

She will manage to follow the morning course with this head. I close the door and go back to the kitchen. I had dinner alone, it was pizza that I had ordered for us. I ate and put the rest in the microwave for Vicky. Tomorrow, she will eat that.

I go to my room, take a shower and go to bed. The ultimatum that Jacques gave me keeps coming to my mind. Either it's him or it's my daughter. On the one hand, he is right because it has never been the crazy love between Vicky and him so if she is no longer there, it will arrange our relationship and allow us to evolve.

In addition, Victoria is very stubborn, I can no longer channel her, she becomes something else from day to day. I must admit that his education exceeds me or has already surpassed me. It would be best for someone else to take over. I decide to make a phone call to her sister, it's 10.7 p.m., I hope she's not sleeping yet.

After three bells, she picked up.

Emmanuella: Yes mom, is everything okay? She asks me.

Me: Nothing is right my daughter, I did in a sad tone. Your sister becomes unrecognizable from day to day. You have to help me by hosting it at home. She has too much fun while she has a baccalaureate to pass this year. Come and get her please, I'm sure you'll listen to you. I want her to make up the tray at your place, my treasure.

Emmanuella: But mom, is that so bad? She says a little confused at the end of the line. What did she do mom? I want to know the reason.

Of course, the main reason I want to send Vicky to her sister's house is nothing other than her sex addiction and the second reason is Jacques who refuses to let her stay with us. Now, how to tell Emmanuella because I know that if she is aware of these two reasons, she will never accept her sister at home.

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