Chapter 5 A GAME FOR FOUR

A GAME FOR FOUR

CHAPTER 5

I wondered why Mathilda was asking that kind of a question. However, I had the feeling that if she was asking, it meant that she had started suspecting something, and that could only be as a result of her mother's actions. Her mother, Laura was deliberately refusing to be discreet. She wanted us to operate as if she was still a free woman. I wondered why she decided to get married if she still had eyes for nice handsome young men outside of her matrimonial home.

"I am waiting." She pressured. "Are you sleeping with my mum?"

"Why would you ask that kind of a question?" I asked, feigning innocence. "Is something wrong with your head?"

"Rudy, it is a yes and no question. I am waiting."

She had stood up now, folded her arms across her chest and was tapping her right foot impatiently while looking straight into my eyes without blinking.

"Well, the answer is a big and emphatic no. What do you take me for? Why would you ask me that kind of a question. By asking me that, you are looking down on my personality and my pride. How would you think that I would be sleeping with you and your mother at the same time? Is that how lowly you look at me." I was angry over nothing. I was as guilty as the devil.

"I am not accusing you, Rudy. I am merely asking a question." She pointed out.

"Well, the answer is no. Are you satisfied now?"

"But you can't blame me for asking. My mother has been all over you this past week. In fact, both of you have been all over one another. Hope you know that she is married."

"Of course, I do."

"Of course, you do. You knew she was married and still went ahead to allow her sleep in your house. What were you thinking?"

"So, you are actually suspecting me, not so? Why are you like that? Please, calm down." I spoke in a mild tone and pulled her close to me. "Come here and give Daddy a hug."

"Leave me alone." She replied, playfully hurt.

"Why na? Please, come to me. I have missed you." I said romantically.

"Are you sure?" She asked, calming down.

"Of course, I am."

"Look, Rudy. I love you a lot. I really do. I don't want to share you with anyone, least of all my mum. So, better behave yourself." She warned.

"Alright, I have heard you. Have no fear. I have only you. You are my one true love and nothing can change that." I assured her.

"Okay, if you say so."

Thus, the game intensified between mother and daughter. I was on the advantaged side. They both had let each other know that they had nothing to do with me. That made it easy. They could come to my house at different times.

For Mathilda, it was mostly when her mother sent her to bring me food. When she brought the food, she would wait until I finished eating, washed the dishes, and made sure I ate her too before leaving. Her mother always waited until everyone had gone to bed, she would then sneak into my house and spend the night. She always left before anyone woke up from sleep.

However, now that I had known that she was married and she had confirmed it, I was now operating with her on a different platform. We were committing adultery and I had to be cautious.

She, however, didn't want to be cautious though, for reasons best known to her. Even her nightly visits were thanks to my proposal. Left to her, she would be coming to my house at any time of the day. As for me, I was taking all the precautions I could take. I didn't want to get ambushed without seeing it coming.

One day, she was spending the night in my house, and we were already in bed when, for the first time since I got close to her, her husband called when she was with me. We are actually making sweet love when the call came in. I paused and checked her phone which was on the nightstand.

"'My Love' is calling you." I told her.

"What?! It is my husband. Please don't say a word until I finish making the call."

"Alright."

She took the phone from me and answered the call.

"Hello, sweetheart." She spoke.

"Laura, my love. How are you?" Henry asked in a loving voice.

"I am fine, babe. Just that I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, hope everything is fine."

"Yes, everything is fine, except your absence."

"Don't worry. I will be with you girls soon, you and Mathilda. By the way, how is our daughter. I have been calling her to no avail. She is not taking her calls." He complained.

"That one? She should be asleep already."

"Can you please, go wake her up? I need to talk to her." He proposed.

"What's the need, honey. She had a long and tiring day. When she wakes up in the morning, I will tell her to call you back."

She knew she was not home, and there was no way she could get Mathilda to talk to her father. So, she quickly discouraged the idea of waking up Mathilda. Luckily for her, Henry didn't insist. All through the call, I was still on her and my thing was inside her, but I wasn't making any movements. However, when the call became too romantic, I became jealous and decided to interrupt it. So, I started moving, and my movements affected her voice.

"Okay, can I call you on video?" I need to see you. I need to see your beautiful face. It's been a while." Henry proposed.

That was risky. How was she going to make a video call with her husband when she wasn't home. She was in my house, naked and lying on my bed, with me on top of her and my thing inside her. That was a very compromising position for a video call, when the person on the other end of the line was her very own husband. She thought fast and arrived at a solution to negate the request.

"Honey, I would have loved to see your handsome face too, but the room is very dark. The power company has cut power. Uhhhh!!!!"

"What is wrong, honey? Are you alright?" Her husband asked. He couldn't understand why she was moaning.

"It's these mosquitoes, Babe. They are everywhere especially as there is no light today. Ahhh!"

"Okay, please, be careful." He cautioned.

"I will. Stop it, baby. Ahh!!"

"Are you talking to me or are you with someone?"

"No, sorry. It's the mosquitoes. I was just saying that I am beginning to feel sleepy." She lied.

"Okay, in that case. Let me go sleep. I might be coming back in under a month's time. Take good care of yourself, and don't forget to tell Mathilda to call me tomorrow. Sweet dreams, baby. Love you."

"Love you, too."

She dropped the call and looked at me in mock reproach.

"Why were you doing that?" She asked. "You made it hard for me to concentrate."

"I was jealous. I did it on purpose."

"Jealous? Of my husband?"

"Yes."

"Do you love me that much?"

"I am beginning to, and I feel it's very dangerous. I am someone who loves hard. If I fall in love, I really, really fall in love. If that happens between you and I, it will be difficult for me to let go." I explained.

"Mmm! That would be lovely." She cooed.

"Lovely? You are married."

"I know, and for your information, my husband is coming into town soon."

"Really? Then how are we going to do? I am getting used to you. I have already gotten fond of you. How are we going to manage it with your husband around?" I was worried, foolishly so.

"Don't worry. I will sort everything out, okay? I can't let you starve. Leave everything to me."

We finished making love and slept off. As usual, early the next morning, she sneaked home. This time around, to avoid her daughter's questioning, she had brought her own keys. So, it was easy for her to just sneak in without anyone noticing, just like I sneak my thing in and out of her every now and then.

It's been six months now, and Henry, Laura's husband had still not comet yet. However, a lot had happened during that period. The first incident was that Laura finally discovered that I was dating her daughter. Yes, it wasn't my intention, but it just happened the way it did.

One afternoon, Laura had called me and told me that she wanted to see me, and it was urgent. It was a Sunday afternoon. She was just from church and her bar had not yet been opened for the day. I tried to postpone her coming but she wouldn't hear anything. She insisted that she was already on her way and I couldn't stop her.

I wondered what the reason for the emergency was. I had seen her only that morning because she had spent the night in my house, though she sounded very abnormal and looked worried and troubled all through the night.

I had always been happy each time she called and told me she was coming to my place. However, today was different. I didn't want her to come because while she was in church, Mathilda, her daughter, had come to my place looking worried too.

She said she wanted to see me, and it was urgent. When she came, instead of me to ask her what was worrying her, I instead held her and took one round. After we were done, we sat down to talk, but that was when her mother called.

Since I couldn't stop her mother from coming, and she was already on her way; in fact, I could already hear her approaching footsteps, I quickly hid Mathilda in my wardrobe. I couldn't only imagine her shock as she stood there listening to the entire conversation between her mum and me.

"What is the emergency, Laura?" I asked, worried. Mathilda was in the wardrobe, naked. Her clothes were with her, but I had only just realized that she had forgotten her pant on the floor, close to my bed. "You have been behaving strangely, since last night."

"I think I am pregnant, Rudy."

"Pregnant? For who?" I asked, shocked. I hadn't bargained for that.

"For you, of course. Who else? I have been sleeping with only one man."

"And that man is not your husband. How are you going to do? You have to abort it, right?" I asked.

"Abortion?"

"Yes."

"No, I don't want to."

"What? You don't want to? Are you out of your mind?" I asked, trying to sneakily push Mathilda's pant under the bed with my foot.

"No, I am not out of my mind. I want to keep the pregnancy. I know what I am talking about." She insisted.

"But you know that would be clear evidence to your husband, your daughter and everyone else that you have been unfaithful. It is strong evidence that you have been committing adultery."

"Yes and no."

"How do you mean?"

"My husband will be coming to the country in less than a month from now. My plan is that once he comes, I will sleep with him immediately. In that way, I would be able to pin the pregnancy on him. It's only a few weeks gone. Two weeks to be precise. So, when he comes, it will be nearing one month. It wouldn't make much difference, would it?"

"You are an evil genius, Laura. But what if your husband realizes? Some men are very smart. By the way, why don't you just abort this one, and wait for your husband to come and then, get pregnant for him?" I proposed.

"I can't do that for two reasons." She replied.

"Which are..."

"Have you never wondered why my only child is Mathilda? I haven't been able to take in again since I had her. I had taken all sorts of medication and gone to many places, including sangomas and prayer houses, all to no avail. For more than twenty years now, I have been looking for a child. Now that God has blessed me with this one, I am not going to let it go." She explained.

"I see, any other reason."

"Yes, the second reason is more beautiful than the other one."

"Let me hear it."

"It is a wonderful feeling, a wonderful joy to carry your baby. Just knowing that part of you, my handsome Rudy, is growing inside me gives me great joy. I can never abort this baby even if it means divorcing my husband." She said, rubbing her palms on her stomach with great joy.

I looked at her and thought to myself. This woman was crazy. She had gotten pregnant for me, and was prepared to divorce her husband just to keep the pregnancy and be with me.

This was becoming very dangerous. What had I gotten myself into? She was someone's wife for heaven's sake, she was someone's wife. But I knew she was someone's wife, didn't I? What did I expect? I thought I was just going to have a free ride? I thought I was just going to sleep with someone's wife without any consequences.

As I sat there thinking, I remembered that Mathilda had also come to my house that morning to tell me something she said was urgent. Could it be that she too was pregnant? If that was the case, it would mean that I had gotten mother and daughter pregnant. Oh! My sins had finally caught up with me. What was I thinking? Why wasn't I using protection? I was doomed. Laura had refused to abort hers. What if her daughter, too, refuses to abort hers? I was doomed.

With a straight face, I asked her.

"So, can you really divorce your husband for me?"

"Yes, with all willingness. You mean a lot to me. Just tell me to divorce him and I will." She spoke seriously.

"You are serious about this?" I asked, my mouth half open.

"Yes, just say a word, and watch me do it."

At that point, Mathilda, who was still hiding inside the wardrobe couldn't take it any longer. She couldn't hold herself any longer. She had heard enough to make anyone go crazy. She kicked open the wardrobe door and came out.

In shock, Laura watched her completely naked daughter standing in my bedroom with us.

"Mathilda!!" She shouted.

TO BE CONTINUED...