🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 *THE AFFAIR* _WRITTEN BY: PERSEVERE JAY KAY_ _EDITED BY: LISSTTY_ https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029Vadg8wzCcW4uiPhj2T25 *COMMENTS GROUP* https://chat.whatsapp.com/CJC8E8Sf2ZMLF3maH3d5hp *_____________________* *CHAPTER 10* "How long have you been standing there?" "Long enough to hear about what sounds like your affair with our boss. What exactly is going on Terry?' She asked and started walking towards me with a face that demanded answers clearly. "I don't know what you think you saw or heard but_" l wanted to try and divert her focus but well, she wouldn't let me. "Usandiite mwana mudoko Terry wanzwa. Don't even try to lie to me like that. First its your toxic girlfriend now this? Someone's wife like really?" "Okay okay, keep your voice down you don't even know what you are talking about..." ndakadaro ndaona kuti nevoice raishanda apa zvaiswera zvazara hotera yese zvikaendwa. "Of course l do know what I'm talking about. I just heard it for myself Terrence. What l don't see making sense is how you are doing both the mom and daughter at once." "I'm not doing daughter and mom where are you getting it. For Christ's sake today is my first time going out with Tasha." "Damn, sooo that's who you were with. While the mom waited for you. Does she know?" Ndakatozoona kuti conversation yacho ndanga ndisisiri kuigona. I walked away. But from the looks of it l wasn't getting away that easily. She followed me, kept asking questions until l was feeling irritated. "Ehe Angy. Whatever you think, its true. Wanga wati ndozviuraya here?" "Nop, just know your secret is definitely not safe with me." "What do you mean by that? Unenge wavhunzwa nani achidei nenyaya idzodzo?" "You never know", she said folding her arms achitarisa kuside. "Whatever you do, don't be stupid by doing that." "Or what? Or what Terry. Wotondibata zvakanaka otherwise hehede..." "And I'm saying non of all this should get to the wrong people. Don't say anything. For both our sakes. I'm serious." "Wakutondi threatener kaiwe." "Nop I'm not, but l don't understand what you get out of this? What do you want Angela. Maybe I'll understand this better." "Obviously you know what l want Terry. From the start you knew what l wanted but hameno zvaunenge uchingoita so. Now l understand why", I sighed. Of course l knew what she meant. And from the looks of it, l was being blackmailed. "You know that's not how it works Angy..." I tried to explain. "What? So with me its not how it works but with an old lady who's old enough to be your mother? Just cause vanema hips n stuff?" Ndaipindura kutii ndaitoshaya kana zvekutaura zvacho. "Let's just get to work Angy okay? For the record it's not really my proudest thing okay?" Ndandakutongoda kuvhara nyaya yacho kuti ipere. But deep down l was feeling super angry. Fon yangu veduwee. I had picked it up hangu but l was hoping it was just the screen. Game iyi yekuti kana matsamwa mopwanyirana maphone iyi ndeye vane mari I'm telling you. Ndinenge ndachera migodhi yakati wandei pamalong holiday apa ndoti rega nditengewo kaSamsung kanotorawo mapics zviri nani even though kaine fingerprint kuseri. Wongouya out of nowhere wopwanya? I'm telling you mumwe akaita lucky rekuti ndiboss ndaigona kuzongoshaya both phone nepay slip zvikashaya basa. Otherwise I'm telling you paphone yangu mumwe ndaimukanganwa ini. Day rakazosara kupera ndaakusato nakirwa nezvaiitika zvese. No communication for the rest of the day and l didn't have any close plans of fixing that phone. I had to figure out something fast. Ndakazosvika kumba ndaakuto tsanangurira elder Ryan zvanga zvatora nzvimbo that day. "Daaamn, yeah she's getting unhinged." "Exactly. You see. I mean honawo zvaitwa phone yangu. Aihwa honawo", ndiniuyu ndichiisa mapieces ephone yangu patable. "She gotta go man. I don't think we can control this one for any longer especially when it starts going this way", "Ndatozvi tryer izvozvo and apparently hant vakutoramba kurambwa." "Vakumbo vavarireiko. I mean do you even know her real name?" That was Ryan tichibatsirana kuanaliser nyaya. "Ndongoziva rekuti Mrs Moyo ini l never bothered. Ko taimboita anything serious here?" "From the looks of it and the way she got mad when you didn't show up, she clearly took it serious." "Haaa wangu serious yei munhu ane mhuri, murume and everything. Anenge achidei from me handina kana lolipop haro randakambomupa asi anemurume anopinzira maDefender everytime he cheats, vamwe vakahurirwa mukati umu vanotenga micheka yekumasowe", "Who knows pamwe mudhara makatakura muramba ko chii chimwe chavari kuda. Obviously it's the sex", Ndakabva ndaseka, "Asi tatokanganwa kuti ndakatombo hurirwa nekamwe kandaiitira zvese nekupa mari kwacho? Women are weird havato nzwisisike havo." "Haiwawo kaFadzi ngatisakaisa kuwomen kana tichi grouper. Kane mhepo kaye tozokataura tave kuma spirits", Ryan akadaro ndobva taseka takatozopedzisira takupinda kuHistory yevanhu vatakambo danana navo kare ndokutombosiya the elephant in the room. Next time l went to work nditori mumood yeku protester chaiyo. The husband to Mrs Moyo called me over to his car as soon as he set his eyes on me. Ndakaenda and l had to fix my mood for a few seconds kondanga ndanetsana naye here? Ndakasvika paye. "Mamuka bhoo here mudhara?" "Haa bhoo. Ndikumhanyira kugraft ndine meeting, unongoziva masinhi e government aya." "Yeah ndizvozvo, ndooyacho." "Pressure yacho ma1. Especially mudhara vakubva kuChina kudai, tetichifana kunovatora and stuff, zvinhu zvacho." Ndakamboita confusion. "Mudhara as in, mudhara venyu?" Akabva aseka achimutsa mota, "Inga ndati government wani. Ndikureva mudhara mukuru wenyika zve", akadaro achiseka ndokuzoti, "Anyways ndinema tickets aya, kune show this coming weekend ndakangotenga matickets akawanda. Tsvaga wekuuya naye kana your girlfriend l don't know. Ndezvekumbofara izvi." Like that he drove off and left me holding 2 VIP tickets to a Jah Prayzer show which was coming up. Asi handizvo zvanga zviri mumusoro hazvo. I only had one question in mind. Mudhara uyu anoita nezvei? I walked into the building with my heart and mind still coordinating and trying to figure out what l had gotten myself into. Ndichisvika mukati l headed straight to Mrs Moyo's office. Ndakasvika nekupinda with so much worry all over my face. "Kwakanaka here kwandauya kuzoonekwa makuseni ano? I thought tinoonana palunch_" "It couldn't wait. I have an ask?" "Okay? What's that?" "What does your husband do?" I went straight to the point. "What do you mean?" She asked looking curious and eager at the same time ndokubva vatoisa pen pasi. "I mean exactly that, what does he do for a living?" "Yoo. Isn't that like personal or private information Terrence?" "It is until it has a possibility of affecting me directly or indirectly. So again, what does he do?" She sighed, "I'm not sure, most of it is classified but l know it has to do with the presidential escort and meetings most of the times." "Fuck", l freaked ndokutanga kufamba famba up and down ndakabata musoro hana ichirova. "What's wrong. What happened?" "What do you mean what's wrong? What happened?" "What do you mean by what happened. It's not what happened its what will happen if l continue doing this shit here. You didn't think to tell me this before l took off your panties??" "Hey hey calm down what's wrong with you? Why did it matter? Were you fucking him?" The way she was so calm about it was what frustrated me. "Calm down? I wasn't fucking him but l was fucking his wife what are you talking about?" She crossed her fingers and then asked gently. "Does he know that you are having sex neni Terry?" "What, does that matter? He doesn't but_" "He doesn't so why are you being a headless chicken?" "Im being a headless chicken because l sure do know that will happen if he finds out. And I'm not waiting until then so l can actually become the headless chicken", l said it straight to her face, even came closer to her desk nekutorova rova table as l made my point. "What l said yesterday, l meant it. We are done." Was she moved? N0. She still remained calm, waited until l was done then spoke, "Are you done?" "Yep. As long as you heard me", l said ndichigadzirisa tie yangu semunhu anga aita made his point. "Okay, so here is the thing. He will not find out about our little thing, unless he does find out about the stuff we have already done. All the sex and cumshots you been giving to his wife." "From who? Where would he find out from?" "Me." She said calmly ndokuenderera mberi nekunyora nyora, "ln which case either way you will surely get in trouble." "You wouldn't tell him", "You wanna find out?" She said ndokubva ndamedza mate ka2. I didn't see the bluff in her eyes. Ndakazongo sticker. "Why are you doing this?" "I love you Terry that's why. So bvuma kudiwa okay?? Now, close the door on your way out", she said ndokubva ndazongo rembedza dzoro ndakananga kudoor. Kana bhutsu dzanga dzaakutorema. "Owe wait", she said ndatove kudoor ndokubva ndamira. She stood up from her chair came around and the handed me a black paper bag, "Almost forgot l bought you something. Consider it an apology gift for going off at you yesterday. I'm really sorry", she said with a smile on her face, kissed me and then went back to her desk. Unozomboinzwa here kiss yacho iyo yaakuto tester kunge rufu. I walked out, went back to the changing room kwandakasvika nekugara ndokutanga kufunga life. Ka papa bag kuleft, maVIP tickets kuRight, and there l sat, looking like ka harahwa kadzingwa parufu. I opened the paperbag and there was a small box. A phone box. I suppose an iPhone 15 really fixes half of your problems doesn't it. I was pretty mad and stuff asi kuda zvinhu ndini uyo ndatoo muka box kaya. In the next 10 minutes ndanga ndatoo busy kuita set up icloud kare yeWifi yemu Cresta iyi. Ndakazoti ndapedza zvese paya ndokuzogara pakabench paya trying to do a quick run of the situation l was in. It didn't look really good. Asi kamwe kapart kaibva kati maybe l just had to make sure the husband never finds out otherwise yap, it wasn't good. That moment when you sit down, look at the phone in your left hand, the VIP tickets in your right hand, then you realise they both just came from the same family. Then you ask yourself how the hack did you get there. Then you remember the husband might just be your way to meet your maker, then you catch that sudden cold. Then you realise you're prolly in love with their daughter, now you wonder what you are doing with your life. In short, Bitch just got me a phone to make it easier for me to arrange my own damn funeral. *CHAPTER 11* *TERRY* "Daamn, is that a new phone?" Ndakangosimudza musoro ndokumutarisa and l continued with set up finalisation. "Hec Angy." What kind of question is that when someone clearly sees the chargers and the box and everything. "Terry ndipindurewo zvakanaka. I'm just trying to be happy for you here", she said achiuya kuzogara paside pangu ndokutanga kuverenga verenga box racho. "Watengerwa nababy mama vako?" "Baby mama?" "I know its called sugar mama asi considering you are also dating the baby that makes her both your baby and a mama right?" She said with a stupid question. Daamn she had came at the wrong time but still it felt like she had mastered the Art of svotology. "Lets just get to work Angy okay? I'm not in the mood." "Mood for what. I'm just trying to start a conversation here, and you are the one busy acting like a kid instead yekungo pindura zvandinenge ndichivhunza_" "Zvipiko Angela. Zvekuvhunza kuti phone inyowani here iwe wakatarisana nebox racho?" I asked and l was clearly not enjoying anything happening panguva idzodzo. "Usandipindure raff zve. Kana munhu angovhunza anenge achingodawo answer. Did you answer kuti yatengwa nani phone iyoyo?" "How is that your business again?" "Of course you are gonna say that. Of which it is somehow. I guess your sugar mami deal is finally paying off huh?" Ndakabva ndasimuka and walked out. "I was serious yesterday Terry", she added ndatove padoor. "About what Angy? Blackmailing me to date you?" "Owe please, apparently from what l heard muno naMrs Moyo vacho, you are the one who blackmailed her to have sex with her..." "The fuck?" "What? You think l didn't hear everything? Of course handisat ndaane full details but somewhere somehow I'm going to turn this issue rock by rock until l find the full story. She mentioned leverage. All l need to find out now is what you had on her that you used to force her to open legs for you." The worst part was no longer her snitching. The worst part was that from the way she sounded, if she snitched she was definitely gonna pin it on me. "Whats wrong with you Angy. You really think l would blackmail my own boss just cause l want sex?" "Why not if you had the guts to slide it in her. How long have you been doing it under working premises anyways? Ever since you came? Cause that would explain why you are always going to her office. That other day kuma rooms, you disappeared and came back shirt yako yakaunyana wunyana. And l told myself you had been so busy n stuff. Now its all beginning to add up; you clearly were busy weren't you?" Angy had really been busy thinking this thing throughout and as crazy as she was, she had connected way too many dots. "Whatever you think you are doing Angy, whatever you think you know, please let it go. You don't want the trouble that comes with it", l said ndobva aseka. "Im not scared Terry. I'm surprised you making a big deal out of this. You think l want you to get in trouble? I actually have feelings for you Terry and you know it. You even have feelings for me too l can feelit. The problem is this old lady stuff you got yourself into. So either you gonna get out of it yourself, or l do it for you. Either way maybe we can be a couple. Think about it", she said ndokubva afamba achibuda. I had never seen somebody so delusional. According to her everything was so figured and zvekuti ndinema feelings naye meno kwazvaiwanikwa. Of course l liked her we had our moments. But romantically l never really pictured it. Even if l did, being blackmailed to do it wasn't really different from what Mrs Moyo was doing. What's the fun in that. Telling Mrs Moyo would help me get out of this one but l clearly knew she would only fix it by getting her fired or framing her or something. Idzungu haro but l was telling myself she didn't deserve all that. But clearly Mrs Moyo would do anything to protect herself. So l chose not to tell her. Figured l would deal with it myself. Later during the day, Mrs Moyo came where l was working. "Afternoon maam." "I never got the thank you message. Asi you don't like exclusive stuff?" She asked as she stood about 2 meters away gracefully in her high heels, black high-waist pencil skirt and a sky blue blouse. She always looked extra good in the sun, when the rays eliminated her light skin along with the new ginger weave installation. Guess she never wished to age. "You mean the exclusive thing you bought me just to replace the one you broke?" I said as l continued writting down the new intake of detergents which had just been added for the washing machines. "Still, a thank you would be nice. I did apologise for that one", she said in a very low voice. Guess apologising to a subordinate wasn't supposed to be added to her resume as a possibility. "Thank you for the replacement maam. I appreciate", l said kuti zvipere. "Are you ever gonna forgive me Terry. Cause it sure looks like I'm really trying and you are trying to play hard to get and stuff." "Owe please. By you're trying you mean buying me expensive things? Which you might just get mad at me tomorrow and get it back?" "Already sounds like you are planning on making me mad doesn't it?" "Is there ever a guarantee that l won't." "Baby steps would be fine. For a start just tell me we are cool okay. Cause l miss the fun parts. Of course you know what l mean. You can't keep making me beg for_" "Heeey mom. I been looking everywhere for you", this was Tasha akabva asvika and she had to cut her sentence instantly kuti vasanzwikwe. "Heey, ukutsvagei pano didn't you say you're going shopping today?" Mrs Moyo asked. "Yeah l did, and I'm still going. Time time. Why don't you look happy to see your favourite baby", she said achisvika. She then hugged her mom and then waved at me while they were hugging so the mom couldn't see. "Haha favourite baby wacho ukaona auya like this she's always trying to ask for money", the mom said. "Wooow, you look so nice. Daamn you're looking stunning this outfit looks so gorgeous on you", Tasha said giving compliments to her mom and then the mom folded her hands. "Ukudei Natasha?" "Come on mom, just a 70 and l promise l won't ever ask for money from you..." "Really?" The mom asked raising an eyebrow. "Well, this whole week l won't ever ask for money l swear, on your grave." "What grave I'm still standing here ndokurova wazvinzwa", the mom said almost laughing. "Come on mom ndopfugama hangu", that was Tasha being all silly almost like she was gonna go down on her knees. "Haiwa tibvirepo. I blame your father for spoilling you. Let's go to my office, I'm giving you 50, 70 yei nayo", "Thank you, thank you thank you mommy. Have l ever told you kuti you are the best mom in the world?" "Haiwa tibvirepo", the mom said walking away back into the main building from the laundry department. "Looks like the silly plan worked after all", ndakabva ndamudaro after tasara tiri 2. "It always works. Ko mandimakirei?" "What do you mean?" "You didn't send me any message the whole of last night, and morning." "Long story. My fon got broken." "Daamn. So you gonna be phoneless for how long?" "Well, l kinda got another phone for now so no need. I'll call you don't worry." "Great, call me. Hant waona ndichi hustler apa? Maybe you could escort me for shopping nhas. Kana uchida hako." "I'll tell you before lunch if something pops up", l said hangu even though l clearly didn't have any plans for lunch. I just knew kuti l didn't have money for another day out. Ndipedziswe kasara kefood hangu. Akazoenda then l carried on doing what l was doing. Mrs Moyo vanga vakanaka havo but mwana wavo, daamn. Of course the apple doesn't fall much further from the tree. Tasha wasn't as bulky as her mom but l would say she was the kinda slim thick sotta deal. Smaller upper part n shit. The ass though, it proportionately made her waist look way too small. She was just perfectly crafted. Here and there l always ended up wondering how l got myself into that position. I finished up my record keeping update and by the time lunch arrived, everything was surprisingly calm. Like l literally was busy playing with the new phone hangu, nobody looked for me or asked me to go to 8th floor. Even Miss Angela was with her friends kukitchen vachiita nyaya. 10 minutes into lunch Miss Attitude dropped by, found me sitting on a chair kucorner busy live streaming AMERICAN live shows. "Hee I'll let you know if nothing comes up hee", she said achipinda. I jus smiled, "Thought watoenda kare ini ndikati rega ndisiye mwana afare." "Tseke. Liar. Simuka hande tone ukuti ndotakurirwa nani, daaaaaymn. Is that an iphone 15? Daamn munenge muine mari mukati umu", she said freaking out and picking my phone. "Haha trust me, l didn't buy that one l can't even afford one", ndakadaro ndichisek hangu as she took an over glance at the phone achii pidigura pidigura, "This is exactly what l told my mom l wanted asi varikungoti heee handina mari. I been using a 13 for too long hako iwe aah yakubhowa." "Hakusi kwakuto ganza here uku? I would take a 13 any day bruh, even an 11", l said. "And yet here you are, holding a 15. How ironic. Wotobatisisa ndokubira ini", she said. She kept looking at the phone that l almost became so sure that's where the mom had gotten the idea on which phone to buy for me. If only the kid knew kuti mari yake yephone yakapihwa ani. "Simuka tone. Hande. Time is not on our side", she said achindi dhonza tichibuda. Guess who ended up agara pa mother seat achienda out yaanga azama ku avoider iya. Ndaiti ndikangofunga ka30 bucks kaiva muhomwe yangu ye bhachi ndobva ndanzwa kutsva. "Are you okay?" She asked as she drove us. "Yap," l said, plastered a smile on my face and she was like, "Chimbonditora pic nephone yako nditombowana something for my gram nhasi." Like she literally was the first pic in my phone l hadn't even tried the cam yet. That day didn't go anything like l assumed. Well yeah you know ladies pakumbeya town yese kunge munhu asiri kuziva zvaariku tsvaga. Most of the lunch taingofamba, shopping bag after shopping bag. The only good part about it was that ka30 ke grocery ndandchiri nako saka ndandichiri safe. Asi hana yaisarega kurova hayo whenever we passed by vana Nandos, Chicken Slice n stuff. Like literally kana mota yakupfuura neipapo ndoo paunotanga kuwanza nyaya sterek nema gestures n stuff. Lunch yakutopera ndoo pandakazonzi, "Ungatozoti hee rich auntie havakufunge", she said ndokundipa a small paper bag. "Muneiko", l asked curiously. "Haha don't worry haasi maboxer shorts, l don't know your size yet", she said ndobva ndaseka. She had bought me a tie collection of 2 sets, blue and maroon. "Daamn, so thoughtful aren't you", l said. she gave me a silly smile. "Thanks anyways, I'm definitely wearing these tomorrow." "Shuwa, uwonekwewo nana Angy n stuff", she said ndobva ndaseka. "Don't even go there", "Kochii, she looks like wifey material n stuff wani. Utomuudza kuti Aunty says hi", she said, kept talking karipa steering and l watched her hangu from across. Kana atanga kutaura she wouldn't stop and l always found myself starring unconsciously. Munoziva mweya yemadzinza zvainoita? Hameno kuti mweya wacho wakabvepi. I had survived munoziva? Like the shopping was officially over and my 30 bucks was safe. She didn't even ask ndakazongonzwa ndakuvhunza ndega like, "Wanna grab something to eat?" Pandakazozvi realiser yanga yave too late mota yanga yatoturner muna Speke muya yakananga Joina. Mweya yemadzinza. *END OF CHAPTER 11* @KINGVILLA