"...father Lord in heaven; please bless this food we ask through Christ our Lord."

"Amen," Ruth murmured in response to her husband's prayer.

They were about to have their breakfast that Sunday morning but there was an obvious, embarrassing tension in the air.

Mr. Paul Attah easily noticed something wrong in the way his wife had responded to his prayer. She was still unhappy about what happened yesterday, barely a few hours into parking into this new neighborhood.

She had been excited about living in this house and had insisted they use this weekend to ensure they started their new life here.

Paul had married Ruth five months ago and they had since been living in a one room apartment where he had been living before they tied the holy knot.

Her Christian upbringing had taught her that the most important virtue of a Godly woman was patience and content. And both had always believed that in no time God would get them a better apartment.

Paul had always planned and wished to make his wife comfortable and so had secretly been saving for a bigger house. She was a good woman, one he had met a virgin and felt she deserved the best life could offer. Paul believed that Ruth was a special gift to him from God whom he had been very faithful to in worship and holiness. Ruth was not just respectful, homely and Godly; she was also a very beautiful woman. And meeting her a virgin was the height of his excitement.

Paul, even though a strong Christian for the past twelve years, had never considered male virginity to be of any importance in a relationship. He had been sexually active in his late teens before he repented and had a few flings in his baby Christian days. But for the past seven years he had sacrificed his body to Christ and kept his body holy, keeping away from sexual immorality. It was not easy especially as a bachelor, a handsome thirty years old bachelor for that matter.

Sex was wrong in the sight of God and the bible instructed that one should flee from it. The immoral act was a gateway for demons to find their way into one's body; it also causes one to lose his spiritual identity.

So Paul had trained himself to let go of immoral thoughts and with the help of the Holy Spirit, living a perfect holy life became very easy. Then when he was spiritually and psychologically ready to marry, he asked God for a good wife and the Lord once again was faithful to him.

Paul worked with an insurance firm and his salary was not huge, but he always had faith that God would always see him through difficult times. His life style made it easy for him to save and this was why he was able to afford their new apartment.

Ruth was a HND holder and was, at the moment looking for job. The man of God in their church had prophesied that their marriage will be blessed with money and children. This was three months ago and they were still waiting on the Lord to have his way in their lives, Ruth was yet to get pregnant, but the couple were not perturbed about this state of affair. At the Lord's time he would make her pregnant.

He had disvirgined her on the eve of their wedding, a night she would never forget. It was the first night she ever saw a man standing Unclad in front of her and also had felt great shame being Unclad in front of him too. It was not as easy as she had thought it would be and this had made her wonder why all those bad girls in her school and neigbourhood had lived through having sex with different men like it meant nothing.

Only having her husband get a glimpse of her bare breast had been tug of war. Ruth could say she had been a bornagain Christian all her life. Of course there were few moments of anger, gossip, selfishness and sinful thoughts but her weakness had never gone beyond that. She had always seen her body as a holy vessel for the lord and had never given sexual immorality a second thought in her life. Her body was of Christ and she was determined to give it only to her husband.

She knew she was pretty. Her slim straight feminine body with full sized breast, smooth face and cute ass had always attracted the male folks. But she had made herself unapproachable; they dared not walk up to her to tell her sweet nonsense. Didn't they know her body was the temple of Christ?

And so when she found her husband staring at her breast, it was strange and uncomfortable. But she had loved the touch. The feeling had been heavingly. He had sent electric waves all over her body and her brain had almost shattered with pleasure. She had loved the way he touched her and kissed her deeply. He had used his tongue all over her body and concentrated more on her breast, it was a wonderful feeling. The feel of his hand all over her bare buttock was simply sweet and when he had caressed the lips of her virgina, cause her femalecore to swell, she had come to a conclusion that sex was a bit of heaven on earth. The wetness all over her virgina had contributed in making his touch more pleasurable. Then he disvirgined her and despite the initial pain, she loved it. She loved having sex with her husband.

This was her private feeling, the thought that only her could know of. This thought was accompanied by fear. She was afraid that she was loving sex more than God. But her actions or desires were justified by the fact that sex in her matrimonial home was good. This was why she wanted to have more of Paul every day. Unfortunately, Paul's sexual life was modest. He really was working hard not to make it a habit. To him, sex, despite how pleasurable the act was, was a secondary issue when compared with ensuring one lived a holy life. Besides, at times of fasting and praying, which were part of his everyday life, one needed not think about sex, even with the wife.

He was right as far as she was concerned and so she always prayed to the lord to help her suppress her desire and love for sex. She was doing well so far. Yes, sometimes the desire could be so strong but she would just pick up her bible and study the word of God and only enjoyed the act when her husband wanted to.

She had never had any other kind of sexual experience apart from what she had had with her husband; just the normal caressing, kissing, ensuring she got wet while he joystick charges and then a normal pleasurable missionary style. She didn't think she was missing anything, even though she was not sure.

Okay, perhaps she always wished he could last longer, but she came to believe that that was how sex was experienced even with all men.

But she was very surprised to find her husband staring at the Unclad girl yesterday evening. In fact, she had been disappointed in him. He wasn't supposed to stare, he was supposed to flee; take his eyes of the Unclad devil. What kind of human was she anyway? Ruth has seen her when she came visiting the male bachelor who had nothing to do but to stare at them all day.

Why was her husband staring? What he did was as good at committing sexual immorality in the eyes of God. She didn't know how to handle the situation. It was embarrassing as well as hurtful. How could her husband be staring at the unclothedness of another woman. She had thought about this all through the night and it had weighed her emotions down this morning.

He had quickly continued with what he was doing once she had come in and caught him staring. He had seemed so carried away and that was why she had looked towards his direction of interest.

Now she couldn't even look him in the face. How could a child of God be lost in the lust of another woman?

She felt pained, yet she knew, as a Christian, that she should forgive him and give him the opportunity to repent for his sins.

The tension throughout breakfast was awkward. This wasn't the way the almost perfect couple wanted to spend their first night and morning in their new home.

Paul, on the other hand, knew that what he did was wrong and he had spent a better part of the night asking the Lord for forgiveness. Yet the image of the Unclad girl couldn't just get out of his mind. The weight of guilt made him really depressed.

She was simply hot, like something from out of this world. Did he think she had a better body than his wife? No! He shouldn't be thinking this way. He should ask the Lord for help; he must take her off his mind at all cost.

The firm breasts were worth watching; there was a way she had walked across balcony that had made him imagine what she was like in bed. Wow! It's been long he saw a different kind of ass apart from his wife's. He was already used to seeing Ruth's beautiful ass. Had is lost the attraction it had when she was a virgin? He had thought she would always remain as new as he had met her. Why did he even think that that LovePeddler's body was fresher than Ruth's? Why did he even stare at it? He couldn't just tell what it was he saw in that shameless girl that tingled something in him. She had a different style in the way she walked and held her shoulders. Ruth didn't have style. Ruth was just Ruth and nothing more.

Their love making was just modest. Both were ashamed to dwell on the pleasure in it for too long. Ruth hardly moans out loud because she probably thought it was sinful. He also thought it should be so. What is pleasurable in this world anyway? What shall it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his own soul? He loved his wife and that was all that mattered and he was going to use that whole day in church to ask the Lord forgiveness.

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