I WOULD DO ANYTHING; ANYTHING, JUST TO HAVE SEX WITH MY BOSS!

By Stephanie Ikanone

I didn’t feel bad when he hugged me the first time I visited him, I liked it. He told me that our relationship was going to be our little secret, our special thing and no one should know about it, not even madam.

We did it for the first time and I loved it so much. We did it more often, and each time I enjoyed it more. I was just a mere secretary when my boss took to liking me, he bought me so much gift and promised to help me get a job at First Bank. He also promised to help me get a doctorate degree whenever I was ready to, so long as I promise to continue loving him.

I was only twenty four, and a happy young lady, happier than any other lady I knew. I doubt if any other lady I knew or did not know had so much love as I had.” I was my employer’s lover and he was mine.” My boss and I was like a cog in a wheel, our love blossom and soon he rented an apartment for me.

I loved my boss very much for his kindness and generosity, not only that he was a man of his words, he kept to every promise he made and that made me to cherish and adore him more …….

Everything was perfect, and eventually I got admission into the University of Nigeria Nnsuka to study for my PhD. My boss kept to his promise, he paid for my school fees, house rent, text books, furnished my apartment with the best luxury money could buy. He made sure I had everything, I didn’t lack anything at all, there were enough foodstuffs, provisions; my pocket money was regular and he made sure to visit me every weekend.

We spent most weekends together in various five stars hotels, my boss was a man of good taste, he had class, he was everything to me; my mentor, my idol, and words would not be enough to describe him. He was an international business man who transverse the length and breadth of the country and sometimes I accompanied him on his trips abroad. I did most of my shopping in Dubai, I loved him and worship the very earth on which he walked.

Things were going on smoothly and then on my birthday, the unthinkable happened. “My boss broke off our relationship just like that. He just said that he wanted us to stop what we were doing.”It felt like a full stop at the end of an epitaph. 

“It was too sudden”, I had no warnings, no premonition. The break up was like death. It was my birthday and so I had planned that day just to be with the only man in my life, the best man I ever knew or so I thought. I thought my birthday would end sensually like all the others. It was usually the best birthday present he gave me, a passionate night of love making.

It had been a while, my educational pursuit had taken me away, and I sorely missed my beloved boss. I went home that day with the thought of my boss obscuring all other thoughts from my mind.

I arrived late in the evening and made myself as adorable as he liked. “It was not hard, my allure had never needed much artificial furnishings “; a touch here and there, and I would be set to win any beauty contest.

That evening I was at my best. All my preparations and quivering anticipation was to have ended in a climax, the kind only my boss could give. Instead, I got the shock of my life. That terrible day” I knew how the hen must feel when it is slaughtered for Christmas “. I had hoped he didn’t mean it, that this was just another punishment, but the way he said it convinced me it was final. I knew my boss; I knew the look on his face. It was the same look he had on his face when he sacked his personal assistant for poke nosing into our affair. His decision was immutable.

This was not like before when he would refuse to touch me because I mis-behaved. My boss had never scolded me; his punishment was his silence. He would simply refuse to see me or reply any of my message; such days were hell for me. I could barely survive without him.

When he was pleased with me, “he would grant all of my request, bought me clothes, shoes and took out his time to give me much pleasure that I never knew was possible “.

I was a brilliant child, a book worm, “my diction could turn anyone on”. I had all the beauty and manner anyone could ever wish for, “thanks to my mother who taught me that beauty without manners was incomplete in a lady”.

I was so used to my boss that no other man appealed to my conscience, he was the only one and it had always remained that way, I enjoyed his company, whenever we were together ,the way he looked at me, turned me on immediately, his kisses were so passionate and romantic, his touch was as gentle as summer rain. But this was no punishment. This was cessation. This was death, death for me. I tried to make him see reasons; I told him he was my everything, and that surviving each night without you would be like eating without drinking water; I told him” loving him was like breathing ” and I couldn’t stop. I told him, he had created a furor in my heart, he was the best thing that ever happened to me, I told him he had given desire to my heart and how my dreams came true because of him.

I called him my beautiful beloved…… My butter ball. I told him, he was the one I could die for..The one I need so much; he was the moon among the stars, he was the most handsome of them all. I told him that my heart I lost in finding him and that I was lost to myself so I could have him, he was the one I continue to breathe for and that he was the one who kept me young, and that in his thick manhood I find my heaven, my life, I had never been in such a state before, where I lost my sleep, my peace just because my heart found him. It was just like I was reciting a poem to him.

I explained to him and tried again and again to convince him that we were meant to be forever. I told him of our joys, our laughs and how love could not be any better. I begged him; I knelt on the ground, used the best grammar I knew just to placate him not to kill his beloved and true friend.

How could he end something so wonderful, something so perfect? He said nothing. He left and refused to see me again. “There must have been a reason”, but I didn’t care for whatever it was. I knew it was not about right or wrong, especially the kind we had. It was beautiful; we were one, my boss and I.  “Our love transcended that of an employer and employee.”No, his reason wasn’t religion, not at all, my boss wasn’t that sentimental, I was his sole religion and he worshipped me. “It couldn’t have been jealousy, my boss knew that I had eyes only for him, I didn’t have any other boyfriend neither did I venture into any other relationship. I loved him so much, he meant the world to me and gave me everything I needed and so there was no reason to cheat on him.

“What could have been his reason, it wasn’t because of another lady, there was no one else either, I knew that much, he had a wife and some other ladies. But ever since I came into the picture, “I have been his heart beat, and he was my breath. My boss just left me and never came back.

Every day, I miss him alot; I miss him a great deal and fine it very difficult to go about my routine, but the fact that he is alive and healthy gives me enough reason to go on. Praying and hoping that someday we would be together.