Dirty Diana Season 3 Episode 2


Previously On Dirty Diana

“See Dee, I told you Kwesi wouldn’t kill him,”

“I guess, you were right,”.

“Where are they?”


“i can’t believe you actually invited me here. What a good start in our relationship but how about your wife?”

“she’s out of town. I’m here all alone”

“Aren’t you bothered that someone, probably a neighbour might tell her about my visit?”

“it’s a possibility i can’t deny but you are here already and i can’t turn back the hands of time”

“so what now?”

“yeah i think my body needs the kind of fire in you. Our first time together was memorable but i want something hotter” i teased, knelt by her side and kissed her.

“oh you are not a gentleman,

“how about a bathroom sex?.


“What happen?” .

“Um, let’s just say, I saw Banahene,”

“Well, what are they doing in the locker room?”

“Nothing really, just changing clothes.”

“You saw them changing!”


“I don’t like it when he smiles at you,” he whispered back.

“Please Kwesi, just please control your anger,”

“I am, it’s just that I don’t like it when he’s smiling at you.”

“Well, you can’t really help that, now can you?

“Oh, sorry Dee, ”

“No problem.”

“Are you two done talking now?” Looking up I saw Banahene

“Yeah, sorry,”

“It’s fine. Now let us begin, shall we?”

Great. Let the training begin…



I got up from the bench and followed Banahene to one of the treadmills we had in the gym.

“Alright Diana, get on the treadmill,” he said pointing to it.

“Okay,” I said moving around him, and hopping on the treadmill. He placed a hand on my wrist before I could press any buttons and caused me to look at his very serious expression.

“Before we start, I want you to know that no matter how much you want to quit, keep going. Just think about why you want to lose weight in the first place, and push yourself, got it?”

I nodded, knowing that he was right and also wanting his hand off my wrist before my brother threw him to the ground…

“Yes, I will try my hardest no matter what.”

“Good,” he said smiling and finally letting go, “now let us begin.”

“Alright, what do I have to do?” I asked, turning on the treadmill and awaiting further instructions


Mr Lecturer

That was how my affair with Comfort blossomed into a deadly inferno without any of us getting tired of each other.

We virtually had sex in every corner of my apartment with no holds barred. She slowly stole my heart and my attention, drawing me away from my wife without me realising it.

My wife however came home after the two weeks holiday with her mum, expecting lots of love and attention from me, but unfortunately i was unable to live up to her expectation.

I couldn’t even spend an hour with her without getting bored, likewise having sex {with her} became a problem. All that was on my mind was Comfort. I always looked forward to a hot blowing sex session with her, thereby neglecting my matrimonial duties and my wife who was still yet to get pregnant for me.

My wife however never complained in the change she noticed in me, thinking that it was perhaps work stress that made me so withdrawn from her without suspecting that i was cheating on our marriage.


“First I want you to run at normal speed for two minutes.”

“Okay, I can do that,” I said, confidently.

He set his watch to two minutes, and boomed out, “Start!”

“Alright, that was good.

Kwesi’s POV~

The whole time Dee was running, I felt so bad for her. She looked so tired and out of breath, that I just wanted to go up to them, and just have him stop the training, but I didn’t.

Every time I was about to get up, I saw that Dee was pushing herself, no matter how tired or out of breath she was. I could see that she wasn’t going to give up. But, being the protective brother I was, I couldn’t stand watching her like that.

After forty minutes of running and walking, Dee asked to stop, but Banahene said they had to move on to the next thing.

Oh hell she wasn’t! I was about to have a ‘little talk’ with him again, but then Dee begged for a break. If He didn’t give her that, I was about to go up to him, and teach him a little lesson, if you know what I mean.

“Fine, you can have a five minute break,” Banahene said.

“Alright thanks,” Dee smiled, heading to the bathroom.

Good, looks like he picked the right choice, giving Dee her break, but it could have been a little bit longer!

“So, did I live up to your standards?” Banahene asked smirking.

“No not really, you were working my sister way too hard on her first day of training,” I said, clearly not happy.

“Well, if she want to lose the weight she has to push herself for the next six months, or she’s never going to reach her weight goals. It’s only been forty minutes, she needs to train for about an hour and a half longer,” he said.

“Well, try not to make the workout routine so hard,” I told him.

“Trust me, it’s not that hard. At first it may seem so, but the more times you do it, the easier it gets.”

I was about to say something else, but then Dee came out of the locker room.

“Hey, you ready for another go?” he asked smiling at her.

God! He should really stop smiling at her! I thought, glaring at him.

“I guess,” she muttered


Mr Lecturer

Slowly i became a professional in the art of lying and deception. I perfectly hid my relationship with Comfort and always had a sweet lie to tell whenever she asked any suspicious question.

Comfort and I carried on with the illicit affair until she graduated four months later, but just as we all know, it’s very hard to eat your cake and have it back.

The situation of things instantly changed as soon as she became a graduate. I had hoped that our relationship would end with her graduation but unfortunately it was when the main problem popped up.

She told me she was pregnant the day i planned saying goodbye to her, shocking me with the revelation that tore my heart into bits.

“i’m doing you a huge favour dearest. Your wife is yet to conceive but here i’m giving you the greatest news of your life” she summarized with her usual killing smile while i speechlessly stared at her with shock.


Diana’s POV~

After about two hours of hard training, I was finally done for the day.

“Well, the first day of training is over,” he smiled, “how are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling good, I guess,” I said tiredly, but still managing a small grin.

“Good, well you can rest for the remainder of the day, but tomorrow, we start again.”

“Great,” I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

“Aww, come on,” he whined, his voice sounding like a little kid, “training will get easier, promise.”

“Alright, alright, I believe you,” I said, laughing at his antics.

“Good,” he grinned, reverting back to a maturity level that suited his age.

“Alright, enough of this, Dee go take a shower, and change out of your gym clothes,” Kwesi said stepping between me and Banahene, his expression perturbed.

“Fine,” I said, rolling my eyes and heading over to the lockers.

“We’ll be downstairs when you’re done!” Kwesi called out.

“Okay!” I called with a wave over my shoulder.

When I reached the locker’s door, I heard the main door opening and closing. Looked like Diva, Kwesi, and Banahene were going downstairs, probably to the media room, where most people enjoyed spending their time.

I went to one of the shower stalls, and turned on the water, grabbing some soap on the way. The shower was very refreshing after two hours of training. When I was done I dried myself off with a towel, wrapped myself in it, and walked to my locker full of clothes.

I changed into the blue t-shirt I kept in there and then I swept my hair up into a ponytail. I walked out of the gym a few moments later and took the stairs down to the first floor. Hey? Might as well take the stairs now that I’m trying to lose weight, I thought, feeling a little proud of myself.

When I finally reached the first floor, the front door opened. Who could that be this late in the afternoon? A few seconds later in walked my little sister, Lily, and my dad right behind.

“Sabby!” Lily said running up the stairs to me. Yes, ‘Sabby’ was her little nickname for me ever since she could first speak.

As she ran into my arms, I picked her up and spun her around a little. Lily, had long hair that reached her waist, big shiny brown eyes, with a doll-like face. All in all, she was the cutest eight-year-old little girl you will ever meet.

“Lily, what are you doing home? I thought you and dad were in California doing a movie shoot?” I curiously asked my adorable little sister.

“We were, but I got done early, and Mom called last night,” she said sweetly after hugging me tight.

“She did?” I asked before I suspiciously turned to Dad. She hadn’t…? The look on my dad’s face answered my questions immediately. Yes, she had.

“Yeah, your mother called yesterday night telling me about you,” my dad said, staring hard at me.

Great! My dad knows now. My brother got his protectiveness from my dad, but luckily Kwesi was a little worse than him. Still though, my dad would do anything to protect us, and if he heard about anybody hurting us, he would do anything in his power to solve that problem.

My dad was 48 year old, but still looked to be in his late twenties, like my mom. He was very tall, dark blue eyes, and was in good shape for a 48years old. Both Kwesi and Lily got their hair color from dad, while I got mine from mom.

“Really?” I asked. “She told you everything?”

“Yes, Diana. Why didn’t you tell us the kids at school were teasing you?” he asked, sounding hurt.

“Um, I didn’t want you to get involved,” I said, placing Lily down so I could have something to do instead of looking at my dad.

“Why? I would of had a talk with their parents, and gotten things straightened out.”

“That’s why I didn’t want you to get involved,” I said, exasperated. ‘Talking’ would have only made everything worse.

“But you should have at least told me,” he insisted.

“Fine, I’ll tell you the next time I have a problem, alright?” I asked, hoping he would take it, and drop the subject.

“Deal,” he said smiling.

“So Lily, want to go see Kwesi?” I asked, turning to my little sister for a distraction. Her whole face instantly lit up when I said his name.

“Big bro, is home?” she asked with wide eyes.

“Yeah, he came home from school yesterday. Want to go and surprise him?” I asked crouching down to her level.

“Yes! I want to surprise big bro!” she said, excitedly clapping her hands and jumping up and down.

“Okay, then lets go,” I said, smiling and offering her my hand. When she took it, I turned to my dad, “Dad, we’ll be in the media room, okay?”

“Sure, have fun. I’ll be looking for your mother,” he said with a loving smile and a small wave goodbye.

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