Faith, Romance

Potiphar’s Wife-By Edward Maroncha

Peter’s is in Nairobi to accompany his boss, Mwangoye, to the State of the Nation Conference in State House, Nairobi. Mwangoye, an influential businessman based in Mombasa, got a personal invitation from the President. He is the proprietor of Pride Majengo Gems, a company that deals in precious metals and rare stones specifically gold, silver, diamond, rubies, emeralds, and sapphires. His clients are high end, mostly foreign tourists and their local girlfriends, as well as local businessmen and politicians. He also owns a chain of hotels in Mombasa and Malindi. He was a prominent fundraiser for the President’s campaign two years ago, and while he did not get a State job, he remains very close to the Republic’s first female Commander in Chief. Mwangoye is, however, a certified thug with tonnes of money and a small army of goons who include State mercenaries at his beck and call.

But he is also very religious. He attends church every Sunday.  He is a prominent member in the Holy Ghost Manifestations Church in Kilifi.

Peter has been his driver and personal assistant for eleven years now. Mwangoye took him under his wing when he was just 19, a form four leaver with bleak prospects in life. He had scored a C in KCSE and having come from a poor background, college was out of the question.

Peter approached Mwangoye one Sunday after a church service and asked for a job. Mwangoye offered to take him as his personal assistant. He took him to driving school and also took him to an elite private security college where Peter studied VIP Security Management. Over time, Mwamgoye has come to trust and respect Peter. As his personal assistant, Peter is Mwangoye’s driver, bodyguard, and official scheduler.

Peter’s challenges with women are not of his own making. Being a well-built young man with a macho look, a handsome face, and a sharp brain, he often attracts the attention of women, young and old alike. So far he has managed to remain faithful to his wife and his faith. But the older, wealthy women present the biggest challenge to his fidelity to his marriage vows.

Once, a married female MP pestered him for over a month. Things came to a head when they met in France where both her and Mwangoye and by extension Peter, were on a Presidential Delegation in Paris. One night, after Peter bid his boss goodnight, the MP, who must have been stalking him, followed him to his hotel room late at night while semi-drunk. Her room, it turns out, was just down the hall, a few doors from Peter’s. Peter shoved her aside, got in and shut the door on her face. She threatened to teach him a lesson for humiliating her.

Peter mentioned the matter to his boss who promised to deal with it. The MP has never bothered him again.

On the first day of the State of the Nation Conference, Mwangoye meets his childhood friend, Bishop John Nkanata. Bishop Nkanata and Mwangoye grew up in the same village in Kilifi, but the former relocated to Nairobi as a youth. He now runs a megachurch in Nairobi. President Hellen Lerose attends this church frequently, having been introduced to the Bishop by Mwangoye. The Bishop has become close to the President since that introduction and has, therefore, become influential in his own right. Bishop Nkanata is delighted to see his friend and invites him and his assistants for lunch at his church grounds.

During lunch, the Bishop introduces his wife Reverend Dorothy to Mwangoye’s two assistants, Peter and Jane. The Bishop married Dorothy six years ago after his late wife Esther succumbed to breast cancer. The Bishop and his wife persuade Mwangoye to abandon his hotel and reside with them until the end of the conference. The clergyman assures his friend that their home has an autonomous guest wing where he would have his privacy, and they would only be asking him to be joining them for dinner.

The Bishop’s residence turns out to be an estate rivaling Mwangoye’s own castle in Kilifi in both size and splendor. At least seven luxury cars were parked on the yard. Peter parks the Range Rover behind a Bentley. As promised, the house has guest wings, not one but two, all autonomous. The servant’s quarters are a distance away and it is here that Peter and Jane are accommodated. The servant quarters are themselves small, one-bedroom apartments.

One guest wing, Peter learns, is permanently occupied by Dorothy’s personal assistant, a lively young lady known as Nancy. She is also in charge of hospitality both at the Bishop’s home and at the Church. Her job is to assist Dorothy in entertaining guests.

Nancy shows Mwangoye and his assistants their accommodation then gives them directions to the family dining room where dinner is ordinarily served. The Bishop eats with his wife, their son young son Tony and Nancy. Nancy simply adds three seats to accommodate Mwangoye, Peter, and Jane.

After dinner Nancy excuses herself and says she is tired and needs to rest. The Bishop says he needs to go and pray, while Dorothy takes young Tony to bed. Mwangoye and his assistants also retire, with Jane taking a detour to her boss’s quarters as is her custom when they are on trips.

A knock on Peter’s servant quarter apartment, therefore, surprises him. He opens the door and there he finds Dorothy standing outside in a night dress.

“Hello Pastor, how can I help you?”

“Can I come in?” she asks, pushing her way in.

Peter is surprised. Surely, you cannot shut the door on the face of the owner. Besides, she is already in, having pushed past a perplexed Peter. But this owner is a respected pastor, and cannot be up to any mischief, can she? Peter shuts the door and meekly follows her to the kitchen where she is already brewing coffee on the coffeemaker. She serves two cups. Peter takes one and follows her to the sitting room, like a dog on a spell.

She sits on the couch and beckons him to sit next to her. He hesitates, then complies. Her femininity so close to him is intoxicating, and his guard goes up. She is a pastor. Her husband is a Bishop. Surely nothing can happen.

 “Did the Bishop send you to me?” he asks awkwardly.

“Of course not. He is praying,”

“So how can I help you?”

Dorothy sets her cup of coffee on the table and then takes his cup and places it on the table too. She then wraps one hand around his body and snuggles closer to his body.

“Isn’t extra-marital sex a sin, Pastor?” he asks, trying to untangle himself from her.

She laughs scornfully.

“Pastors have needs too,” she murmurs, softly. “Come on Peter, we have about two hours before my husband finishes praying. Let us not waste time,”

Peter is hesitant and not just because he wishes to be faithful to God and to his wife, although that is a major factor. But he is also not willing to sleep with the wife of a powerful bishop who also happens to be the bosom buddy of his equally powerful boss: two men who can destroy him as easily as swatting an annoying mosquito. If they are discovered, Peter knows that the retribution will be swift and brutal.

“But…” Peter starts to protest but Dorothy kisses him on the lips and his body raptures into glorious sensations. Carnal fire instantly rages between them, and they start undressing clumsily but hurriedly.

Just then, the door flings open.

(Continued at Potiphar’s Wife II).

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6 thoughts on “Potiphar’s Wife-By Edward Maroncha”

  1. The Granny's Corner says:

    Ooh well! Somebody is about to get fried. I am not sure who but shit is going down.

    But why the biker’s profile? Because we are hot or what?

  2. Maroncha Edward says:

    We will find out next week…oh yes, bikers are awesome!

  3. BRIAN OTIENO says:

    Suspense… I can guess that it’s not the bishop. It’s Nancy coming in.
    Splendid work Maro.

    1. Maroncha Edward says:

      Thank you TDH

  4. Marcelino lesaigor says:

    Beautiful piece Morancha. Educative piece. I like theme.

    1. Maroncha Edward says:

      Thank you Marcelino

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