The Price of Illicit Sex

(A short Story👉)

My name is Yemi, a daughter of a village farmer. I grew learning the act of farming from my parent. Even though I went to school and graduated as an engineer with second class upper, nothing could separate me from farming. Everywhere I lived, I planted something at the backyard or around the house.

After I graduated from the university I served in Owerri where I was given a corper's lodge in the outskirts of town. The compound has a vast unused land. We were just two in the compound because there were two flats and one boy's quarter there. The owner of the house lives in Abuja but kept his things in the other flat as his place of abode whenever he comes to the East. I began to use the empty land to farm vegetables. That year I made over N70,000 in my vegetable farm and I made up my mind to continue the farming the following year. I rented a plot of land the following year and made a big vegetable farm. My vegetables got good patronage because of its freshness. And subsequent years I made good money from my farm.

My first problem started when I had sexual intercourse with my boyfriend of 2 years. I was a virgin until Evans took my virginity. That year my vegetable didn't do well. I used a lot of fertilizer but the desired result was not achieved. I lost my customers so much that I cleared all my savings without knowing what I did with the money.

One of the old woman that usually buy vegetables from me was the one who called me one day and asked frankly, "Yemi! have you known a man?" The question embarrassed me so much but I knew she must have seen what I could not see. Mama, its only one man that I slept with, he took my virginity and I became so attached to him that I couldn't do without him again. "I knew it", said mama. You knew what mama? I quickly asked. Your vegetable farm didn't do well this year because you gave away the woman power in you that made your vegetables do well in other years. I bent my head and sobbed.

I wept because I got an understanding from what mama said. Evans had been struggling to get a job since he graduated but all to no avail. He was called for an interview with a multinational oil company three days after we had sexual intercourse. He got the job and you won't believe the salary package if I tell you. He was given an official car, a duplex in GRA and other mouth watering offers. Evans began to do well while my farm did badly. His 2 months salary made him a millionaire. He stopped seeing me because he felt I no longer match with him. He sees me as ordinary farmer. This same farming I did to help him to be where he is. I was responsible for his upkeeps all the time he wasn't working but I was shocked he could avoid me now that things are good for him.

I went to God to forgive me and give me another chance. Like you know he's always willing to forgive, the Lord forgave me and things got better but not like it was before.

I got married a year later to Gbenga. Gbenga was a teacher earning N12,000 with a private school. A job whose pay may not come for three consecutive months sometimes. We got married and I had to shoulder all our wedding expenses including my bride price. But like a drama Gbenga met his long time friend a night after our wedding. His friend was unhappy with his situation and advised him to resign and join him in his business. That was how God opened a big door of breakthrough for my husband. Within few months he became partially independent and in my life I had never seen human being making genuine money like my husband was making.

He got international connections and his business expanded to parts of Europe and Asia. My life was transformed and I became an envy of my friends. Gbenga seems to know the secret of his success. Anytime he's going to bid for a contract he must first sleep with me and bribe me to always pray for him before setting out. I kept doing it and my account keep getting fat. Any day he couldn't get to make love to me he is sure to have hitches in his business pursuit or even lose the contracts. Sometimes even when I was menstruating I will still do it with him because that seems to be his source of blessing.

His trips became too much that at a time I began to feel lonely and abandoned. As much as I needed the wealth I needed his attention more. As years go by, my loneliness increased and my mind began to tear apart.

I stumbled on Evans in one of my business trips to Lagos and his story had become like Job when he lost everything he had. Sincerely I pitied him when I saw him. I wanted to remember what he did to me but my mind of pity was sharper than my mind of vengeance. His story was long and I got no time to listen to all. "Meet me in my hotel room by 7pm tomorrow", I gave him the address with N10,000 and left.

By 6:30pm Evans was already bombarding my phone with calls. I ordered the hotel porter to lead him to my room. I made the greatest mistake of my life. I thought I will never have any sexual feelings for Evans again, I just wanted to help him so it won't look like I wanted a payback for what he did to me. But the unthinkable happened, he got me again. He could get me because I was already horny and had accumulated urges that were never satisfied. You are free to call me names but I advice you never to have any close contact with the man that took your virginity. It is not a road many can travel through and come out unhurt.

Three months after this ugly experience with Evans, my husband began to complain of many problems with his business. Usually he will always travel down to perform the usual rituals anytime he's having business problem. He will make love to me and ask me to pray for him and that's all, things will normalize. But the case was different this time. The more we made love the more he encountered different problems. It became too bad that his business license was withdrawn and he began to run into debts. Things happened so fast to be true.

I began to go from one prayer house to the other for help. Then I met a female prophet, mummy Bassey. She revealed to me that Evans was advised by a native doctor to look for me and ensure he make love to me after his wealth disappeared. He was given a charm that will make us meet so he can use the afose(do as I say) that the native doctor gave him. She also revealed that after he slept with me there was wealth transfer in the realm of the spirit. Evans started going up while my husband started going down.

The pain and humiliation I went through before I got deliverance cannot be expressed with words. Even though my husband didn't bounce back like he was, I knew I carried a special power under my legs. I have learnt my lessons in a hard way but I advice women out there to be conscious of the power in between their legs.

The end..