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    Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]
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    The much anticipated story is here…
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    I really appreciate your comment
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    Dedicating this story to my mum(beautiful courageous sweet adorable cute loving woman)without you am nobody mum and to the man behind my beautiful face and skin
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    Wish all coolvallers happy new year….congrats to those who made it to 2016…..Let’s go dere ooo

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    I need your roll call here please

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    Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]
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    ****Episode 1****

    “Honey, the air conditioners aren’t
    responding?”
    “Yes, you told me that some two hours ago.”
    “I mean the whole house is stuffy. Can’t you
    get that?”
    “That’s alright; I’m sending the company’s
    engineer to work on them immediately.”
    “Please do. Thanks honey.”
    “You’re welcome, my love.”
    In less than thirty minutes time, I heard a
    Siena screeched to a stop in the compound
    as the gateman closed the gate. Hearing the
    sound of the doorbell, I rushed to open the
    door.
    “Hello sir.” I said.
    “Good day Madame, this is Mr. Kayode from
    Ray and Sons Ltd.”
    “Oh, the engineer from my husband’s
    company?”
    “Yes ma’am. I’m here to work on your fanning
    systems.”
    “Air conditioners please.”
    “Yes ma’am.” I was almost blushing when the
    lanky ebony-brown complexioned man
    addressed a young woman like me, ‘ma’am.
    He looked far older than me, if not older than
    even my husband.
    “You’re going to work on the air conditioners
    of the whole house, beginning with the sitting
    room, then our bedroom and my husband’s
    study.”
    “That’s ok ma’am.”
    “If you can’t finish the remaining parts of the
    house today, you may have to come back
    another day.”
    “No problem ma’am.” I felt like slapping him
    for calling me ‘ma’am’ like he was addressing
    his mother but I felt he was only being as
    polite as possible.
    “When you’re done for today, I’ll be in the
    backyard if you need me.” I smiled.
    “That’s fine ma’am.” Addressing me ‘ma’am’
    again, I was seriously getting pissed off but I
    decided to ignore his good manners.
    Three hours later, while I was knitting my
    son’s cardigan, Mr. Kayode came.
    “I’ve finished my work ma’am.”
    “You mean you are done? You mean the
    whole house or what?”
    “Yes ma’am. I’ve been on this job since the
    last fifteen years. It was no big deal checking
    all the fanning systems in the house.”
    “That’s incredible!”
    “I appreciate you ma’am.”
    “Can I check them? Just to make sure
    they’re working well so I don’t need to call
    you back here again.” I didn’t want him to
    think I didn’t trust the work is done.
    “Why not?” He agreed. Besides, he had no
    choice, I was his boss’ wife.
    Moving from one part of the room to the
    next, I felt the cooling capacities of the
    fanning systems, as he called them. They
    started working so perfectly like they were
    newly bought systems.
    “Thank you so much sir.” I was being polite
    to him. Besides, he’d been addressing me as
    ‘ma’am’ since he arrived.
    “I’m always at you and your husband’s beck
    and call ma’am.”
    Leading him out of my husband’s study, my
    feet hit the table just before the door and I
    fell down. I couldn’t hold the pain as I yelled
    as if he was the one that pushed me to the
    ground.
    “Stop yelling ma’am.” He said as he held me
    up. I suddenly felt a tingling sensation all
    over my body and didn’t know when I started
    kissing him. He was about to make a
    comment when I held his lips. From my
    husband’s study, we ended up in the
    bedroom. Though the man was gangling, he
    treated so nicely and I felt like clinging to
    him forever. When he was leaving, it pained
    me that I may never see him again.
    “Thank you for coming Mr. Kayode.”
    “The pleasure is all mine.” He didn’t add
    ‘ma’am’ this time around and that made me
    happy. We were now on the same page.
    “Would you like to have lunch before you go?”
    I was trying as much as possible to keep this
    man here with me even for the few hours
    before my husband will be back from work.
    “Maybe some other times dear, there are
    other official duties I have to attend to in the
    office.” His calling me dear made me even
    happier.
    “That’s okay but you take care of yourself.”
    “You too dear.” He winked at me.
    As soon as he left, my husband called that he
    was coming home for lunch. It was unusual
    because he was such a workaholic who
    hardly spends time with me or our child.
    “So to what do I owe this lunch?”
    “I came actually to pick up an important file
    in preparation for my meeting with members
    of the company’s board of trustees this
    evening.”
    “But when will all this stop?” I grumbled,
    hovering over him as he looked for the
    documents he came for.
    “What? Where are you heading to?”
    “Honey, it’s been like months since you had
    lunch with me na.”
    “I see. What about all the money, properties
    and security I’ve provided for you and your
    son? Do you think if I spend my time at home
    all the time, you would be driving that car?”
    “Is it security and wealth that make a home?”
    Haba, this man though that he could just
    leave a whole lot of me at home every
    morning before he left for work and that
    would somehow satisfy me? I am a woman,
    not a piece of metal. I feel, and I have
    cravings that I realized not only him could
    satisfy today.
    “See, you are delaying me ooh. Just let me
    get what I came here for okay?” He kissed
    my cheeks as he grabbed a hold of the
    documents and then he left again. This has
    been the routine I have been trying to get
    used to ever since we had our first child.


    FAST LINK TO AVAILABLE EPSODES

    Episode 2

    Episode 3

    Episode 4

    Episode 5

    Episode 6

    Episode 7

    Episode 8

    Episode 9

    Episode 10

    Episode 11

    Episode 12

    final epsode

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    Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]
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    @onahsunday631 @ele1 @pharm-vickymears @sonshine @jummybabe @greg-billz @awesome @nextangel @everybody make una comee ooo

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    Hey @prestigiousfirstlady …. Thanks for keeping ur words

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    Boss wife…. It has comes to dat extent……

    Hapi 4 keepinq ur words…

    Hapi new year

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    Dee babs Alabi[@adura]Dee babs Alabi[@adura]
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    *passing by*

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    Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]Dinky_Charmie [Glamour]
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    @adura I will still shoot ur leg wey u dey use pass by…..

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    Hmmm… Boss wife. Cant wait to read nxt episode

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