This got me too
tired (I didn't know why Anthony, my husband wasn't tired) that when we finally
got to our hotel room and all I wanted to do was just to shower, cuddle up a
bit with my Anthony and then go to bed.
My husband wanted otherwise. He was
bent on us (I, himself, Tolu, who is our chief bridesmaid and Osas, our
groomsman) going out to have few drinks before we finally retire to our hotel
room. The bar my husband wanted was not even close to our hotel.
I decided to
make him see reasons he should let us stay in our hotel room to celebrate the
union, but he was adamant.
Osas left us in the hotel after receiving a call
that required him to leave urgently. But Anthony was still bent on us going out
for drinks. So, I decided to obey my husband. We went for the drinks.
I don’t
drink but Anthony and Tolu persuaded me to try my first bottle, the second and
probably the sixth, yes, the sixth! All I knew after few bottles was that
everything seemed like a dream around me. I saw myself as the chief bridesmaid,
not the bride anymore.
When I woke up in the morning, I knew everything was
wrong. I was all alone in bed and my husband was nowhere to be found. I played
back the turn of events of the previous night (the ones I could remember, at
least) and my heart sank.
I jumped out of my bed to Tolu’s room which was just
the next room to ours. In their drunken state, they had forgotten to bolt the
door. I pushed the door and it opened. I found my newly wedded husband and Tolu
furiously making love, They jumped as soon they realized I was in the room.
My
head spun. Tolu ran out before I could get hold of her. Then I found the note
she left by the lamp stand.
These revealed how she had been wondering how ‘it
would feel’ to have sex with a newly married man on his wedding night. So she
had it all mapped out. Tolu had been nursing the intention of sleeping with
my husband.
She also revealed how she got her chance when we got back to the
hotel after having the drinks. She said she saw how I wanted to sleep but my
husband wanted a piece of the pie even in his drunk state.
She decided to help us (my husband and I) by
giving him what he wanted. But the only thing she hated was that my husband
kept muttering my name while at it!
This happened few weeks ago. Tolu keeps
evading my calls. My husband is also
visibly sorry about the awry experience.
I am yet to forgive him because I
believe he planned the event of that night well in advance. Otherwise, why did
he insist we all go out? Why did he persuade me to drink.
I have moved out of
our apartment and staying with a friend in an undisclosed area.
I cannot
imagine my best friend tasting my man on our first night of being husband and
wife.
I need your advice before I do something crazy.
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