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I stared at a picture of him; his beautiful eyes crinkled with the widest of smiles, full lips spread to show off perfect, pearly whites.

I had taken that picture. We had just had the most amazing sex ever when I grabbed his camera and chased him through the house, trying to capture him in the nude, like he had with me so many times.  My gorgeous photographer, still in art school.

He didn’t want me to, but I was determined. I took several shots of his back as he ran; that perfect, chocolate bottom, firm as only youth could allow.
I hung the camera on my neck and ran faster. He stopped suddenly, looked back, I clicked the camera and crashed into him. We landed in a heap by the staircase, and just like that, we were at it again.
Kissing, touching, hugging furiously as though trying to merge into one. And merge we did. Over and over. A shudder runs through me as I remember.

That was years ago.
I saw him at the supermarket yesterday. He still looked eighteen, ten years later. He was with a beautiful girl. Light skinned and young. I noticed she wore a wedding band. He looked happy, I guess marriage suited him.
I hurried out of the supermarket and into my car, hoping he wouldn’t see me. I felt every one of my forty-six years, as I pulled into the driveway of my beautiful home. The scene of my adultery.

“Mom?”

My oldest daughter called, from the staircase leading to my office on the second floor, interrupting my reverie.I hurriedly shoved the picture into a desk drawer.

What was I doing thinking about a young man who had almost cost me my marriage?
I had ended it. He swore he couldn’t go on without me, but we couldn’t be together. How would I have explained to my then teenage daughter  that I was leaving their dad for a boy only four years older than her?

 So I stayed with my husband. I didn’t love him but he was good to me. He never found out but I know he suspected. Men always know these things, or so they say.
I shut my eyes and banished all thoughts of my photographer as Lisa walked into the office.

“Hey mom, I wanted you to meet the amazing photographer I got for the wedding! He shot both Tola and Ada’s weddings! You’re gonna love him!”, she squealed, calling to the said photographer to come in.
I felt like I’d been daggered, as my eyes met those of the man I’d been thinking about for the past day-or rather, the past decade.
My eyes flitted to the desk, the scene of our last “meeting”; his eyes reflected my thoughts. I looked at him and in that instant, his eyes seemed to say all his mouth couldn’t.
 It’s not over.

I could imagine the headlines of the gossip rags already.

“Mother of Bride Elopes With Wedding Photographer”

I couldn’t wait.


93 Comments

  1. fly moi

    June 19, 2012 at 3:10 pm

    ghen! ghen!! ghen!!! ghen!!!!

    • Say

      June 20, 2012 at 9:23 am

      Took the words right out of my mouth…lol

    • Fadekemi Roland

      June 23, 2012 at 10:16 am

      luv the piece,trouble don wear cover shoe be dat o

  2. -x factor

    June 19, 2012 at 3:19 pm

    wwwwoooooowwwwwww………….lovely piece

  3. Lue

    June 19, 2012 at 3:32 pm

    i love!!!!!!!! part 2 please
    http://lucianochinwe.blogspot.com/

  4. Marie

    June 19, 2012 at 3:35 pm

    I Loveeeeee….!

  5. Sariyu

    June 19, 2012 at 3:36 pm

    IRO O! :O

    Who’s this oooooooooooooo!!!!!

  6. Lola

    June 19, 2012 at 3:37 pm

    Wow!!! Love this!

  7. Homely

    June 19, 2012 at 3:39 pm

    Lobatan!!!!!!!!

  8. Ima

    June 19, 2012 at 3:42 pm

    Wow! That’s some intense stuff.

  9. ennie

    June 19, 2012 at 3:47 pm

    nice!! i want morrreee.

  10. alicia

    June 19, 2012 at 3:56 pm

    gbagan et the story begin, am sure gonna love dis

    • fryosuh

      June 19, 2012 at 4:37 pm

      Are you sure?

  11. Gann

    June 19, 2012 at 4:02 pm

    WHoa!!! That’s something ooooooooo

  12. Lammie

    June 19, 2012 at 4:02 pm

    lol.. very intense..wetin go shele?? Writer AneeUche
    kudos.. please part two and I wonder if this is true..#justsaying

  13. Raliah

    June 19, 2012 at 4:03 pm

    More pls. Really lovely and quite intense

  14. Desire

    June 19, 2012 at 4:04 pm

    Fantastic!!!!!!!!!!!! watching out for part two

  15. mee

    June 19, 2012 at 4:05 pm

    Beautiful piece…reminds me of mills and boon

  16. edgothboy

    June 19, 2012 at 4:08 pm

    Excellent prose. I like how the end is left open for interpretation. Muy bien.

  17. jennifer

    June 19, 2012 at 4:16 pm

    well this is obviously fiction, but its a nice masterpiece…am hoping there is a part two tho…melikey!

  18. olabisi

    June 19, 2012 at 4:17 pm

    Wow dis is serious ooo.

  19. opeyemi oso

    June 19, 2012 at 4:24 pm

    wow! where is the rest of the story please

  20. chichi

    June 19, 2012 at 4:31 pm

    Hmmm….tight suspence, lovely piece. Part 2 plllllllllllls

  21. Kunmi

    June 19, 2012 at 4:33 pm

    Beautiful piece. Loved it 🙂 Go Uchy!

  22. Chysom

    June 19, 2012 at 4:34 pm

    I doubt there’s a part 2… The woman don talk am finish na, she can’t wait for d news to start spreading! She is running away wit d bobo…. Mehn! U’re a writer, I could imagine every single line.. Kudos…

  23. HEPHZIBAH

    June 19, 2012 at 4:51 pm

    AHHHHMAZING!!! Please let there be a follow up biko! nice one

  24. Ogo

    June 19, 2012 at 4:52 pm

    Wow! Very captivating and well written story….keeps you glued on the lines till the very last letter.

  25. ushees

    June 19, 2012 at 4:55 pm

    du du dummmmm…..

  26. Sirkastiq

    June 19, 2012 at 5:05 pm

    Oh..I loved this. Short and brilliant.

  27. Movie Junkie

    June 19, 2012 at 5:09 pm

    OMO, that is the art of writing. dayummm!!!!

  28. Sonia

    June 19, 2012 at 5:11 pm

    Go Uche! Go Uche!! Nice one babe, But y u dey put us 4 suspend naa.. Na Naija film wen d get part 2. But it really nice, i like it.

  29. BeeT

    June 19, 2012 at 5:24 pm

    This is crazy…………………………..

  30. chinco

    June 19, 2012 at 5:37 pm

    Hmmmmmm….. The plot thickens. Pls no part 2 abeg. Dat just kills d mystery and intensity, that’s the best part of the story.

  31. bimbo

    June 19, 2012 at 5:39 pm

    Uche this is soooo nice!!

  32. Spiffy

    June 19, 2012 at 5:55 pm

    My baby!!!!! I’m so proud of you! This is beautiful! And intriguing. Keep it up love!

  33. ebele

    June 19, 2012 at 5:56 pm

    Well written, you go girl. x

  34. Pendo

    June 19, 2012 at 6:19 pm

    very well written

  35. Partyrider

    June 19, 2012 at 6:21 pm

    *drum roll*insert soundtrack here_______

    Brilliant!

  36. Chinazar

    June 19, 2012 at 6:23 pm

    Classic!

  37. Sandi

    June 19, 2012 at 6:51 pm

    Somebody pls tell me what Lobatan means??? Thank you in advance

    • Purpleicious Babe

      June 19, 2012 at 11:56 pm

      @ sandi lobatan means it is finished… or it is what it is

    • Jhaye

      June 25, 2012 at 8:26 am

      It is like saying E don happen!!! or Ewelele!!!

  38. Linus

    June 19, 2012 at 7:08 pm

    Nice one
    i’m a photographer and this is almost my story, cant wait to read the part 2

  39. Weirdo

    June 19, 2012 at 7:20 pm

    Nice!

  40. Jade82

    June 19, 2012 at 7:47 pm

    Lovely write up….

  41. Myne Whitman

    June 19, 2012 at 8:05 pm

    Short and sweet!

  42. Wahl

    June 19, 2012 at 8:34 pm

    “I didn’t love him but he was good to me.” That pretty much sums up 99.99 percent of married women. So, my question is this: why not leave, if there’s no love left? Why slave this man, and treat him this way? I’m just asking, what’s the pattern to the madness?

    • leo

      June 20, 2012 at 3:40 pm

      wahl you are soooo right,and the other .1 percent are marking time to still make the the same mistake others are making already.

    • ella

      June 20, 2012 at 5:01 pm

      E easy like that to just leave like that ?..wont agree with your figures..I love my husband and he’s good to me and am sure i speak for more than .01 % of the women population!

    • birdieblue

      July 3, 2012 at 3:16 am

      Till death do us part and let’s face it unless its an abusive home most marriages are like that cause we get too lazy or just don’t care to work on our relationships.

  43. faith

    June 19, 2012 at 8:35 pm

    I loved it!brings back memories….smiling

  44. faith

    June 19, 2012 at 8:35 pm

    I loved it!brings back memories….smiling

    • Sariyu

      June 20, 2012 at 7:38 pm

      Memories init /:)

  45. betha

    June 19, 2012 at 10:25 pm

    Brilliant!

  46. Nok10

    June 20, 2012 at 7:05 am

    @ Wahl : You echoed my thoughts. Well written story, however don’t like the plot. I’m not a big fan of infidelity. It may be fun to read but when it happens in your own marriage, its not a fun experience. I know its a book but you’d be surprised how people get ideas from books and try it out in real life. I’m hoping the part 2 will at least have some moral content – the thrill of adultery may be fun but the repercussions last a lifetime and even unto your children after you pass away!

  47. Ready

    June 20, 2012 at 8:26 am

    My first reaction: “Oh sh*****t!” I want more.
    P.S: This type of prose is different for you, BN..it’s great to spice things up ever so often. Love it.

  48. bonita

    June 20, 2012 at 8:33 am

    beautifully written…

  49. opeyemi

    June 20, 2012 at 9:11 am

    hmmmmmmn!!!!!!!!!!! Uche this is lovely. i appreciate all d literary terms in this write up. i feel like embracing my love for writing all over again, u make me miss my literature. Thumbs up 4 u.

  50. Jane

    June 20, 2012 at 9:21 am

    vry lovly, reminds of the movie BIRDSONG

  51. Seun

    June 20, 2012 at 9:39 am

    Nicely written but ehnmm ***coughs*** gbege go soon fall on d woman head o. She is playing wit FIRE!!! it didnt burn her d first time but it might very well roast her dis time.

    i like d way d story is left “inconclusive”. lets our imaginations grow wild. nice nice nice!

  52. Seun

    June 20, 2012 at 9:49 am

    Pls BN Team, do u accept prose from your readers? I actually write well o, how can i send in my prose please?

    • Damilare Aiki

      June 20, 2012 at 10:33 am

      Please send a mail to features (at) bellanaija (dot) com

  53. Bella

    June 20, 2012 at 9:54 am

    @ wahl, until the generation we are in decides that happiness is key over marriage and financial stability then we will have people not in love but tolerating their spouses cause they fear retribution. Pity. Love is so simple and life is so beautiful. Clearly she is happier with the young man however, fearful of what society and family may say, scarlet letter and beign an outcast, what will her children say… but the world will always talk so do you, and be happy! …. i cant wait for them to elope! LOL

    • molarah

      June 26, 2012 at 12:18 pm

      Mehn,it looks like Mills and Boon and soap operas are going to get a lot of young women of this generation into deep trouble! Let’s get this straight -in the long run commiitment and a sense of stability trumps any and every single high we can possibly get from a heady, whirlwind romance.m Our priorities will change as we get older, and the loss of respect of children and a devoted spouse is DEFINETLY a huge price to pay for indulging in. (Most likely) short lived romantic adventure. Sex and romance , as important as they are, are not the backbone of a healtHy love relationship, no matter what the so-called experts say. Didn’t mean to preach, just wanted to enjoy the fantasy read for what it was (just a fantasy – only workable in fictitious happy ever settings) but seeing some commenters actually justifying this disastrous move made me spill out my 2 dollars (lol). Nice prose, by the way.

  54. efe

    June 20, 2012 at 10:22 am

    @Nok10.You said well,very true talk,cos we never seem to think of the repercussion of things we do,cos we think we are enjoying the pleasures at the moment,but things just have a way of coming back,hope the story ends with good morals

  55. VIC

    June 20, 2012 at 11:29 am

    Part 2 plssss

  56. lade

    June 20, 2012 at 12:35 pm

    this is really deep

  57. debbie egwuogu

    June 20, 2012 at 1:32 pm

    Wow! Love!love!!love!!!

  58. Uche Agunwa

    June 20, 2012 at 2:58 pm

    You see where indulging your muse can lead you to? Brilliant piece.

  59. Busayo

    June 20, 2012 at 4:47 pm

    Now this is one hell of a writer! Beautiful piece. I don’t think there should be a part two. That’s the whole idea- let our imaginations run wild on what will follow.

    Really brilliant piece.

  60. Redcarpetgoat

    June 20, 2012 at 5:19 pm

    Agreed, it’s a nice piece, the repercussions are not! adultery and fornication are no game and must not be played by any. you PAY in life! Lessons must be s-t-r-e-s-s-e-d in part 2.

  61. Ayob Alariwo

    June 20, 2012 at 11:08 pm

    Lovely Beautiful… nicely written… Respect 🙂

  62. chocolatier

    June 22, 2012 at 10:19 am

    Beautiful! well written and the plot is well constructed. i love this piece. it leaves alot to the imagination.

  63. Ayo

    June 22, 2012 at 4:28 pm

    chai!!! Cant the past stay buried?

  64. rhozieleen Owusu

    June 22, 2012 at 5:47 pm

    part 2 pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee cos i luv it.

  65. konyinsola

    June 23, 2012 at 2:51 am

    Uche!!! LOL this is beautiful. But is this what you do in your spare time ehn?

  66. honeymix

    June 23, 2012 at 5:05 am

    i luved dis piece,buh d story sounds like somfin u wud see in hints or u see in ‘silent scandal’.

  67. Maegan A. Whisnant

    June 23, 2012 at 2:59 pm

    gbaguan!!! e don happun!!! na waa ooo. Omo see wahala lol. This is why I love this site 🙂

  68. Cukka a.k.a bad boi emeritus

    June 25, 2012 at 4:17 pm

    looking into his eyes’ I could smell his innocence, I felt his presence like someone under some spell..It never mattered to my daughter how circumstance can turn the hunter to the hunted.. Rather than fake a welcoming smile,,, I simply took an excuse from their presence walking down the hallway..trying to ease my tensions away before …..the reverse becomes the case

  69. Nice Anon

    June 25, 2012 at 8:57 pm

    Very nice

  70. Bedside_Observer

    June 26, 2012 at 6:23 am

    Lovely piece. The lil escapades that make life into our own lil home movie! knew u had it in u! kudos!

  71. tavia baby

    June 26, 2012 at 12:37 pm

    @wahl:I had a little discussion with my mum on this subject called marriage, in all the years of her bringing up this subject she has never talked about love ohh. Na so so tolerance and patience and blablabla. I understand the importnace of these virtues, but when yoou belabour these points leaving out love, I begin to wonder what I will be doing in such a union . Its crazy!! Well God knows i like love tinz so i guess he will be sending the MR soon *wink*wink*

  72. hapi

    June 27, 2012 at 11:29 am

    wow…..so sweet. i love the write up. just perfect

  73. richie joiy

    June 27, 2012 at 2:38 pm

    i need to read the part 2 before my weddin day plsssssssssssssss.

  74. Semira

    June 27, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    part 2 plssssssss…..lovely piece, i “lived” through every scene in my head. nice one

  75. sunshine

    June 28, 2012 at 10:00 am

    cheiii!! wahala don wear ‘jeggims’ o!! wonderful work ma, pls no part 2, let all these naughty chillens use their imagination *wink* wink*

  76. Lady D

    June 29, 2012 at 10:47 am

    …fatal attraction tinz! it can happen to anyone…

  77. Onazare Olatt

    July 1, 2012 at 5:39 pm

    I love this! Love it! Love it!…

  78. lola

    July 2, 2012 at 12:08 pm

    Great piece

  79. tina

    July 3, 2012 at 1:48 pm

    r u kidding me? is that it whrs the remaining part

  80. trj

    July 5, 2012 at 8:17 pm

    Crazyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, am loving the intesity.

  81. Tare

    August 25, 2012 at 3:00 pm

    hmmm,..bt some women are really crazy!

  82. Ekele Abel

    April 25, 2013 at 1:59 pm

    nicely written! wow

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