She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 57

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She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 57

Williams nodded, “That’s another good news.

The senator has assured me of his full
support.” He smiled, “Senator Mahoney still
remembers our friendship back in our
undergraduate days. With him behind me, I
suggest we start now to drink a toast to our
success.”

She smiled and lifted his palm, “I love you.”
She kissed it and strode to the fridge. She
came back with a bottle of wine and two
glasses. She placed them on a stool, sat and
filled the glasses. For the next one hour, they
drank, discussed politics and shared a
common optimism about Williams’ success in the polls. One thing Williams cherished most
in his wife was her expertise in politics.

Though she was a biochemist, whenever she
talked politics and the games there in, one
would think she had a doctorate in political
science.

When they were done with the drink, Thelda
adjusted forward, her smiles diminishing from
her face. Williams observed her sudden change of mood, looked her in her eyes and
demanded, “What’s the problem darling?
Thelda took his palms in hers and sq££zed
them gently, “Darling, each time I remember
you’ll become the next governor, I’ve missed feelings.”

Williams looked confused, “How do you
mean?”

Tears filled her eyes, “Our childlessness.” She wrinkled up her nose in dejection, “I’m yet to give you a child.”

Williams sighed, “Oh, let that not bother you. I know God will still answer us in his own time.”

He drew her to his chest and she leaned on
him, “Don’t you still believe in the scriptures?”

He ran his palms down her cheeks and wiped
her tears.

Thelda nodded, “I believe in the scriptures.”
She breathed and said, “Don’t you think we
see the doctor again?”

Williams thought a moment and smiled, “If
that’ll make you happy, then we do that
tomorrow.”

The next day, they were in the doctor’s office.

The doctor examined them and found nothing
medically wrong with them. He advised them
to have faith in God who is the giver of
children and be more fervent in prayers. They
bought the doctor’s advice and left the
hospital. After some days, Williams invited the
senator for lunch in his apartment. Before the
senator left, he assured Williams of an
overwhelming success in the election. Williams in an attempt to keep the most powerful political godfather and the richest man in the country on his side, made the lunch frequent and they had lunch together once every week.

The first day Thelda joined them for the lunch,
the senator became captivated by her beauty
and took special interest in her. He kept
stealing glances at her until the lunch was
over. After that day, the senator insisted that
he came every two days for lunch and Williams willingly accepted. Three weeks to the election,

Williams was out for a rally in one of the
districts of the state when the senator drove
to his apartment. He was wearing a black suit
and a black hat was on his head. Thelda
ushered him to the dining room as usual and
served him lunch. She didn’t feel like joining
him for her husband’s absence so she left him as he ate. When the senator was done, he
moved to the sitting room and started
watching the television. After a while, Thelda
joined her. She sat on the adjacent couch and
said, “Did you like the food?

The senator brought his eyes to her, smiling,
“I’ve not tasted such delicious meal for many years now. I really enjoyed it.”

Thelda chuckled, “Thank you.” She scratched her wrist, “You didn’t go for the rally?”

The senator smiled, “Your husband is already the governor. I’ve done my job and I’m waiting for the electoral body to do theirs by announcing Williams the winner.” He stood,

“Do you know what it means for the most
powerful politician to support your husband?”

He pressed on his hat, “My being at the rally
or not doesn’t change anything. Your husband has already made it.” He dropped his hat on the couch and started moving up to Thelda with a dazzling smile. She was gazing at him,

confused with what he was up to until he sat
next to her. When he started bending toward
her, she wanted to reprimand him but she was tongued-tied. The senator took her cheeks,

kissed her lips and Thelda was overtaken by
the euphoria of the moment that she closed
her eyes and found herself allowing the wild
kiss to linger. The senator had such awesome
handsomeness that she found irresistible. A
sudden spasm of libido swept through her and
she wished the senator clasped her
possessively, then, scooped her up in his hairy
arms and carried her to the room. The senator
pushed her away and pulled sanity into her.
She looked weakly at him for a while and
wanted to shout, what the hell have you done?

But when she finally spoke, her voice was calm and she said, “You’re splendid senator.” She was embarrassed with herself for making such degrading statement, but deep inside her, she knew she had only expressed her thoughts to
the one she had suddenly started having
feelings for.

The senator smiled. He wasn’t surprised with her response. That was what he was
expecting. He knew he had such a rare
charisma for women that none of them he
touched found him resistible. He saw the
desire burning in Thelda’s eyes and got to his feet, “You want me to take you?” His voice was a whisper.

Thelda m0aned, “I’m all yours senator.” Her red lips quivered invitingly.