Confessions of a Married woman: Chihure kutapira

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I am that type of woman who is independent though i am married. Murume wangu is OK with it when i go out with my girlfriends and party the night away in Harare’s Elite Clubs. Munhu is only faithful to a point and once watester mboro yemusango hauchatye and you don’t want to STOP.

Zvakatangira when we went kumaRasta kuRed Fox one Sunday. I met this man, Kevy who asked me to dance and i said yes. We danced and drank tichifara hedu, it was all innocent. We exchanged numbers and went about our different paths. Nyaya yakazotanga paApp, Kevy sent a message: “paya pataitamba i wanted to grab magaro ako” Ndakatora nguva refu ndisati ndapindura thinking just how much or how far i wanted to take this. I thought, “let me play along what can be so difficult, maybe i will never see this man again”

So i asked him: “who stopped you? Dai wakatobata maybe waiwana surprise coz ndanga ndisina panty!” I pressed send but by that time ndanga ndatotota ndakutonzwa kuda kuita nyaya DzaBonde. He replied akati “next time i won’t make the same mistake!”.

We chatted some more and the chats were getting naughty and naughty. I was bored one day and thought of looking for Kevy online with a surprise so i just sent him a picture ndisina kupfeka ndikati: “huya utore beche”.

He immediately called me akati “you naughty woman where are u?”. Ndakaseka and told him he can only see and not touch. I knew i was in dangerous territory and there was no going back.

Next weekend we went back kuRed Fox and a while later guess who i bumped into? Kevy looking at me smiling. When i went there i was looking forward to seeing him such that ndakatouya ndisina panty. I was wearing only a very tight and very short number. Kevy moved closer dancing until her was behind me and we started dancing. He didn’t take long, maoko ake were on my hips moving nekutamba kwandayiita!

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He moved his maoko lower ndokubata magaro angu, ndakambombira kufema kwe 2 mins ndichinzwa ropa kumhanya as no one other than baba vekumba had ever went that far. Kevy haana kumira akatotanga kutambisa magaro angu when he noticed i didn’t stop him. Imwe pfungwa yakati: “this is too much tell him to stop”, Imwe ndokuti “what harm will his hands do?”. In a few minutes i found out the harm, he moved ruoke rwake lower and pakati pemakumbo angu ndokuisa chigunwe mukati mangu. Thanks to the music coz ndakachemerera zvekuti vanhu could have heard me. Still i didn’t stop his actions.

He pulled me to the side akati handei kumota yangu and i just shook my head yes. Takasvika mumota hapana akataura nemumwe, the car was a 4×4, akavhura door rekumashure ndokundirarisa paSeat achindisvira nekumashure, ndakabva ndatunda nguva iyoyo! That is when i realised kuti Mboro yekuba inonaka. Since that day we chat and flirt and we meet every week tosvirana kusvika zvanaka! Somehow i don’t feel guilty hameno kuti why maybe coz ndowana mari yakawanda kupfura yababa? Hameno…

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