SIMPHIWE SHANDU THE HUSBAND
CHAPTER 6
NOZIMANGA
A whole month with my husband in hospital has been a total drag and honestly, I am tired with this back-and-forth visit. Today is the day he finally he gets to come back home to his family, where he belongs. With the help of Zuri – I have managed to stay sane. She made me forget about a lot of things. How I missed my own interview! Because of a woman who has a very big swank. I do not know how her husband survives, honestly. Does she even get to moan if she is being dished out? Stupid of me thinking about my mother in-law being nooky.
“Skoni, will that be all?” His sister asks. She is the only one I trust out of that whole family. Not that I have issue with them, but they started changing…
“Yes, I think I am sorted.”
“If that is the case, I will take Zuri with me, and you will see her tomorrow.”
I just want to bond with him without any disturbance. I know that he will want Zuri to be present, but this is my time, and I am very much demanding it.
I look at the table and feel satisfied. House cleaned, cooked his favourite meal – dumpling in chicken stew and his favourite beer in sight.
“I think I should get going.” I speak. “Call me if she gives you a hard time.”
“I doubt she will. I am the favourite rich aunt, right ZuriZuri.”
Talking to Zuri is like talking to a wall. She just stares at you with her big eyes and full lips. If all kids behaved like her – we would have called kids' angels. And another thing I have started warming up to her. My heart is starting to let loose. I believe this is because I have got to spend a lot of time, just the two of us,
“Call me if you change your mind.”
I shout as his sister drives out of the yard. Now it's me alone. I might as well also change and go to the hospital.
I change to my denim shorts and a vest and take myself to the hospital.
“You know very well I do not like those pants you are wearing.”
“Hello Simphiwe, how are you? I am fine too.” I smile giving him a kiss. He shall complain later, I'm am not in the mood for court cases today.
“Ready to go home?”
“I've been ready for a month!”
He no longer has the internal fixation but only unseen screws that are attached in the bones. He should have applied for RAF and have the benefits of eating governments money. But knowing him he will decline.
“Have you ever thought of applying for RAF?” I ask wheeling him out of the hospital.
“Do not start with me.” what did I say?
“Hau mbhemu, imali yamahhala!” I do not believe him. Maybe he signed some documents with my awareness and wants to go to Dubai all alone. Men are selfish.
“Just take me home.”
I am still going to push his buttons until he agrees to it. Doctor or no he is paralyzed here! Justification needs to be served. Even though he was at fault.
“Do you need anything?” I ask helping him to sit comfortably. My husband is so tall making it so hard for me to pick him up. I wanted to do it the bridal style way.
“Nothing, I just want to go home and take a set shower then spend time with my family.” he says. I nod understanding.
“Home sweet home.”
I open the door and wheel him in. He gasps looking at the decoration in the welcome home.
“Nozimanga!”
The looks on his face are priceless.
“Do you like it?” I don't know why I'm nervous cause his face says it all.
“No, I love it!” Merriment, written all over his face. My intestines loosen up making my whole body relax.
“What would you like to do first? Eat or shower?”
“Please, can I shower first then devour later.”
When was the last time I had dinner with my husband? I am looking at him eating like it’s the food that only matters to him.
“What?” he notices that I'm staring. I haven't touched my plate - I have a lot of running question in my mind.
“Nothing.”
“Try another answer response. You seem to forget that I know you like n other.”
“I am just thinking how it would have felt like of we had a child of our own.”
He puts the knife on the plate and sighs boredly. I know baby talk, sometimes get to him.
“Nozimanga. Can we not fight today about the baby issue?”
“No, we are not fighting. Its just a concern phase I get to go through all the time. Never mind, let's just eat up the food is getting cold.”
I am hurt that he does not get to find the reason for us having a baby talk. I am hurt that he does not want to acknowledge my hurt. My heart is bleeding, now I will have to pretend that I am all fine. We continue eating in silence. I no longer have appetite. I am just contuse and wounded.
“Dessert?” I fake a smile.
He lifts his head to look at me and smiles.
“Natural or ready to prepare?”
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“Does he work?” I mean the main member.
I do not know whether I have become a comedian or what. It starts with a howl then a roar followed after. He is laughing his butt off. I am amazed – maybe I am somehow related to comedians. I remember how my dad will laugh at every wording of mines. And then he will say, ‘you remind me of you mothers wack stories’.
“I am so sorry. Yes, uMthiya works fine. Its just the leg hat is not working in the part of his body.”
I feel embarrassed.
“You just made my day Sisi.”
I don’t know whether it’s mockery or what. Rather fetch the dessert. It's nothing much but a red velvet cake, that he loves the most.
“What did I do to deserve this?”
“I don’t know. A welcome home I guess.”
A door bells. People cannot leave us alone in peace! Now I have to go open.
“We heard that he was discharged today, so we thought we might as well pop by to check on him.” I let his stuff is and follow them behind. Uninvited guests in my house! Three unknown males and two females. I look closely and see Jele amongst men. My heart freezes a bit. He is looking straight at me making me very much uncomfortable.
I will give them space and be in my room. I close the door and take a deep breath. I look at myself in the mirror…
“Hold yourself Nozimanga Prudence Shandu.”
Can't just Jele let me be?
The laughter downstairs…my phone receive a text message from an unknown number.
“Where did you disappear to?”
“Who's this?”
I text back and wait anxiously.
“Meet me in the back yard. I am about to leave.”
Is he crazy or what. I peep through the window and there he is leaning against the fireplace. My heart skips in habdabs. He smiles, I never knew he had such a pretty smile.
Great, he is now a sign language teacher. It's not working, and he can see that I am confused as fu**. He sends a text message…
“If you do not come down, I will wait here until you agree to see me.”
I read three times and chuck moving away from the window. I walk down the steps and they are watching soccer. The ladies have left.
“Where are you going?”
Simphiwe’s voice startles me.
“Erm, yes, no… I am going out for fresh air.”
I put the brave face on after stuttering.
“Babe, I am just pulling your legs. You can go outside. Don’t be gone for too long. You still owe me a homemade dessert.” He winks at me leaving me stunned.
I just walked out running leaving him in stitches. I take a deep breath when I get to be outside. Its now a bit chilly, I wouldn't be surprised if it gets to rain later on. Talk about four seasons in one day.
“Sphalapha.” He pulls me into his arms giving me a tight hug. He does the unexpected, like the last time.
This is weird, soft and slow. They aren't the kind of kisses we see in the movies. But they are wonderful in their own way. It feels like a miracle. He kisses better than Sigajana. Great I have now become the prostitute of kisses. I try pulling back but he holds my head from behind…
I amazed by the fact that his lips feel incredibly warm and soft, even though they don't look that soft. He smokes too….
I have my eyes closed. Meanwhile I think- am I dreaming?
As the kiss gets comfortable and I fasten up a bit, my body starts melting.
It feels like the world has stopped. For a minute forget everything. I get to experience real PEACE.
He pulls back and smirks biting my lower lip. I take a deep inhaling his expensive cologne.
“The only tool you need is to code with confidence and merge clean code, every time.”
I look at him trying to read his mind. What is he on about? I am not an IT expert.
He laughs a bit and pulls me even closer making me feel his budge around my stomach area.
“Don't worry I will teach you.” he pinches my nose.
“My husband.” I whisper. I am so damn high!
“Don't worry about him. They are keeping him busy.”
His warm air hits my face. He flips me and makes me lean against the the wall. I want to say no so bad but the joy in me says otherwise. His hands travel down to my thighs and grabs my already wet cookie.
“Forest.” his low voice whispers in my ear. “The next time I get to lick this punani of yours. Make sure that it's ready for war because…” he steps back and smirks. “By the way, ngiyithandile impene yakho. I love how it is looking out waiting for me to smack it.”
Hot flushes dripping one after another. I cannot believe that a man has such and effect on me.
“I..I should get going.” I say still dampened by my own justices. I swear I just felt one slid down my legs.
“Save my number and I will send you the code later. Maybe then you will understand.”
He perks on my lips and lets go of me. Why am I this weak?
I rush back to the house and I bump into the guys by the door. Shit. Almost!
My body is smelling his cologne and I had no other option but to bath and was the cloths I was wearing. I look at myself to the mirror and sigh. I’m not a fan of shaving and Simphiwe never really had a problem with my bush. Honestly I feel offended. I take Simphiwe’s no hair and apply it. I even have hair around the rectum and anus area. That’s how hairy I am. Fifteen minutes of waiting I think that Is enough. Removing the cream and getting to see my nuna in flesh. It defiantly feels absurd. I had this uncanny feeling, like I was being watched. I turned to look back and the bathroom door was open. Simphiwe has been here this whole time?
“What?”
“Are you shaving?” he asks in amusement.
“No, I'm massaging her.”
“Thank Goodness! Now I can muff you in peace!”
“Mxm.” I smile stepping in the showing.
Whenever I remember about it, my heart skips a beat, and I have a wonderful smile on my face.
“Are you okay?”
“I am fine, just my back hurting.”
Helping him around the house has made my back hurt. We are both on the bed looking at the ceiling.
A thought comes to mind.
“I was thinking…” I am already on top of him minding his leg.
I am still turned on by the events of today. I never knew that being this fresh down there makes you feel somewhat different.
He is only wearing his boxer shorts…
“You seem very weird today?”
“It's hunger.”
I exclaim dry humping him. I know when it starts pumping it's an indication that he is getting hard. I move his shorts down and directly sit on top of him.
“MaShandu…”
Those eyes of hunger. He holds my waist with one hand and cups on breasts with another hand. I feel like a cheap prostitute.
“Faka phela nawe.” I have him where I want. I'm still riding him with his member in-between my folds. I rub the tip of his dick against my clit.
“Weee,”
He groans. Position in order. He has always looked straight in the eyes without breaking eye contact and today I am the one rolling the fence. He is failing to keep them close. That makes me wonder, what does woman on top get to do to a man? If this is the reaction I will be getting every time, then I should consider being a master in this.
Getting an award will be the starters.
“Mkami.”
“Hmmm…” my head falls backwards. I am enjoying every motion of this.
Leaning into him, grabbing his hands and push them behind his head. I hold his hands as you ride him harder.
I'm exhausted. I'm not a pro when it comes to woman on top. He unties his hands from my weak grip and holds my waist. He uses his hands to bounce my body on top of him.
"Simmy,"
I whispers with my eyes closed. Jele's face flashes right before my eyes in the middle of a hot session. I flung them open and look at my husband who was looking straight at me. This is all wrong. I can't imagine another man while pleasuring my husband. He thrust up as you push down – the harder he goes the weaker I get. I'm all drained and tired. Woman on top is for athlete people and not for house wife's like us.
I fall flat on his chest and he is not giving me any mercy.
"Gosh,"
The body relaxes, with blood flowing away from the engorged sexual organs. Heart rate, on sky rocket.
We both pant trying to catch our breaths.
"What did I do to deserve such pleasure?"
"Nothing."
I slowly detach myself from him and lay on my back.
"Thank you. It's weird have sex with your shaved pussy."
I get off the bed laughing… "I'm hungry."
"Makes the two of us."
SIMPHIWE
I look at my cracked phone. It got crushed the day of the accident.
Leaving my house at the back of my head I was heading straight to the cemetery, to spend time with my brother.
We were out in some party that he was invited on. Hit it off with a few beers there until one got tipsy.
Along the road a red lamp just passed by that made me loose focus. Next thing we are being flipped over and over again. Tried so hard to control the car but everything just got stuck.
I got stuck in the
I have never lost anyone in my family, so this was a real shock for my first loss.
I need a new phone. How do I tell my wife this other big secret?
I look at her peacefully sleeping and I just know that somehow I am creating a monster in her!