Ghanaian musician, Stephanie Benson , without any doubt is very naughty and she does not shy away from taking about intimacy between a man and a woman.
The beautiful Stephanie Benson, who is also a sister of musician Akosua Agyapong , has taken to social media to narrate how her husband made love to her as if that was his first time.
Just check out exactly how she narrated every thing;
Good Morning” I said sheepishly. I noticed he was already up, looking at me. I wanted to ask how long he had been up staring at me. But Before I could speak, he leaned towards me and kissed me. I don’t think either of us worried about morning breath as we spent hours more in bed, not worrying about morning breath. Mum would be proud.
This is how it’s supposed to feel like. This was love. He made love to me like it was his first time. He looked at me like nothing else existed. He held me like he was afraid to break me. He kissed me with such passionate desperation, we felt as one. I didn’t know where I began and he ended.
The day before had been a difficult one. I have never lost my temper with my family, ever, in the years I’d lived in that house. But Those words “Are you sure you want to go through with this” when I was already 1hr 45mins late for Church, for my Man, woke the Lioness, The rebel that was always alive, but caged, after the 14yr old Akua lost her Father. Daddy loved me with kisses, hugs, presents, holidays. As I held back the tears, my inner caged animal screamed… Ohh Akua stop! Nothing will bring Daddy back, Stop. It speaks to me when I need to control my emotions. When I don’t want to cry.
I loved my Uncle, and I know he loved me, Not with hugs or kisses or any show of affection. He didn’t know how to say it or show it, but I knew he loved me. He also knew, no one liked me in that house, so he tried to keep me close to him. I made his breakfast, I oiled his hair and massaged it, I set his clothes out, I cooked for him, I went to all his meetings with him, I even worked for him. He didn’t want to lose me, and I think he felt he would lose me if I married My Knight. He wanted to be my Knight in Shining. God, Those words. For the first time in the 6 years I’ve lived in this house, slaved, hated, cried, lost, suicidal… I walked up to him, with a tear running down my face, I kissed him, I hugged him and I held him. I was silent. Without words, I wanted him to know I loved him. Although he didn’t protect me, I loved him and I know he loved me. He froze, I wasn’t sure what he was going to do…