“Honey, the air conditioners aren’t
“Yes, you told me that some two hours ago.”
“I mean the whole house is stuffy. Can’t you
“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
“Hello sir.” I said.
“Good day Madame, this is Mr. Kayode from
Ray and Sons Ltd.”
“Oh, the engineer from my husband’s
“Yes ma’am. I’m here to work on your fanning
“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
“That’s ok ma’am.”
“If you can’t finish the remaining parts of the
house today, you may have to come back
“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.”
“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
“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
“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
“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
“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.