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💔 EKAETE MY CALABAR HOUSEMAID SATISFIES ME IN BED MORE THAN MY WIF£ 💦🔥 ✍🏽 Written by Anyanwu Maureen Chinonso Episode 1:
26th Aug, 2025 Views 12
The First Temptation
I never planned to sleep with her. God knows I tried to resist.
But something about Ekaete—my 22-year-old housemaid from Calabar—made it hard to ignore her presence. She moved around the house with effortless grace, always in tight Ankara wrappers that clung too well to her hips.
My wife, Amaka, barely noticed. She was always tired, always busy with church meetings, office deadlines, and women’s fellowship.
Our marriage had turned cold—no kisses, no passion, not even a soft touch. I was starving for attention… starving for warmth.
Then one Friday night, it happened.
Amaka had travelled to Aba for her cousin’s wedding. I was home alone. Or so I thought.
Around 10:30 p.m., I went into the kitchen for water and there she was—Ekaete—wearing only a tiny tank top and a wrapper loosely tied. No bra. No shame.
“Good evening, sir,” she said, voice soft like butter melting on hot bread.
I nodded, tried not to look, but my eyes betrayed me. Her n!pples were stiff, peeking through the thin fabric.
“You’re still awake?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
“I wan off the freezer. NEPA just bring light.”
She brushed past me—and I swear on my father’s grave—her hips grazed me. My body reacted. Fast.
She paused. Turned slowly. Looked into my eyes. That look was not innocent.
“Sir,” she whispered, stepping closer, “do you want me to help you relax?”
That night, in the kitchen—pressed against the freezer—she showed me things my wife never had.
She didn’t just satisfy me.
She devoured me.
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Part II: Midnight Desires
I didn’t sleep much that night.
Ekaete left me breathless in the kitchen, wiping her lips clean with the back of her hand like nothing happened. Like she didn’t just take my soul and swallow my pride.
By 2 a.m., I couldn’t take it anymore. I crept to her room. The door was slightly open.
She was waiting.
“Close the door,” she whispered.
She opened her legs slowly, the wrapper sliding down. She wore nothing underneath.
“Come here, sir,” she said, voice low, seductive. “Let me show you wetin Calabar girl fit do.”
That night, Ekaete owned me completely.
And by dawn, when she whispered, “Anytime madam travel, I go be your wife”… I knew this wasn’t a one-time mistake.
This was the beginning of a dangerous addiction.
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🔥 To Be Continued…
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✍🏽 Written by Anyanwu Maureen Chinonso
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