So I haven’t written in a very long time. I have not had time to gather my thoughts on to paper so to speak. I was spending time with my beloved friend yesterday and she asked ‘why did you stop writing’? So I thought I would write something for Valentine’s Day. This one is for the players out there. Both male and females. To the side chicks and side niggers out there. I hope guys know saying side niggers don’t exist is the same as saying the devil exists not. Yeah I know we live in a messed up world.
Gone are the days women watch their men [be it boyfriend, husband or fiancée] cheat on them and they say nothing. What is good for the goose is also good for the gander. Women are good at cheating some men are beginning to reluctantly agree. No cheating man wants to believe his beloved wife, good innocent wife, the mother of his children is being hammered heavily by another man and she is enjoying it. A man would rather believe goats fly than admit this unless the evidence clearly stares him in the face. But that is not why I am writing, I care not that the marriage bed is being defiled by both man and wife nor do I care that morals which are the foundation of marriage have being eroded. I am here to tell a story. At the end decide if marriage is still worth it. Is it worth being in a relationship or is it companionship that we crave as humans or are we destined to hop from bed to bed? Is there still any hope? I sincerely believe people marry because it is a stage they must pass through just like we went to college and on to university. Marriage or relationships is now a logic reasoning not a thing of emotions or of the heart.
This story takes place in Nigeria otherwise known as the city of cheating.
Matthew got up in the morning, looked at and gently stroked the body of his naked wife under the white Ralph Lauren cotton sheets and thought to himself how blessed he truly is. A beautiful wife and two kids, you will never know his wife has had any children. Tall dark and beautiful, a perfect size 10, not even a love handle on her tummy. His wife Elizabeth loves to work out and she is not one of those women that believe in letting go of herself just because she is married. As he stroked her, he got a hard on, and woke his wife up and they made love passionately. It was valentine’s morning after all. At the breakfast table, Elizabeth said to her husband ‘babe we will have to postpone valentine’s celebration until Sunday afternoon because there is a very rich client I must see this afternoon. If all goes well we won’t need to worry about donations for the next one year. He loves what we are doing and believes in our vision and wants to fund it for a whole year. I have to meet with him and show him our monthly expenses and expenditure’. Upon hearing this Mathew was very happy and said ‘babe please go and take all the time you need, am going to be busy at the hospital anyway. We will celebrate tomorrow’.
Matthew and his wife Elizabeth were both successful surgeons in the united sates where they met and got married. They decided to move back home as they were very rich and money was no longer a drive. They wanted to make a difference to the appalling and disheartening state of hospitals and medical practice in Nigeria. It has now being four years that they moved back and they have both worked hard. The transition wasn’t easy at first but they were determined to make a difference and after four years their hard work was now paying off. They now have their own private practice in Ikoyi and are also able to treat the less financially able for a small fee due to the charity organisation they run.
Mathew and Elizabeth were both very good looking and what they weren’t prepared for when they moved back was the extreme lack of fidelity in marriages or even relationships. Almost everyone wanted to sleep with his wife despite the fact that she was married. He also gets propositioned by women, both single and married women. At first they joked about this at home in the evenings after work, but what they didn’t know was that some people can be relentless when they want you.
It took two years for Matthew to finally give in and it was to a beautiful freshly divorced woman who lured him into bed by donating large amounts of money into his charity organisation. The charity organisation funds their private practice and enables them to treat people for almost free. Without these donations they will be financially crippled. The woman called Funmi knew the type of man Mathew was, good looking but faithful to his wife. She was determined to have him [or share him] and she set out to play the long term game. It took her one year but she got there. Once Matthew tasted the forbidden fruit and realised he enjoyed it immensely he couldn’t stop. What was there to fear? Funmi herself said to him, your wife needs not know anything. I only want you twice a week and you never need to stay over. She will also be funding the charity project monthly because she believes in his passion and vision. Matthew reasoned he is doing his part to improve Nigeria and in wars there are causalities, if he has to take one for the team he will. He saw it as a business negotiation or contract not as cheating or being morally corrupt. He loves his wife with a passion but you have to do some unsavoury things sometimes to get ahead or to make a difference.
Mathew had already agreed to see his mistress Funmi on Valentine ’s Day and had been wondering all week how he was going to get away and see her. She had promised him the surprise of his life. Mathew loves surprises. So it was so relieving to hear his wife was busy this afternoon. Life is good he thought to himself. Funmi lives just near the hospital on Bourdillon road Ikoyi in a super luxurious flat so it was always easy to sneak away from the hospital for a few hours and leave things in the capable hands of other western trained doctors they hired.
Elizabeth was happy with life. She loves her husband and their two kids. She examined herself in the mirror as she got dressed and she thought damn girl you are fine! People never believe she has had two kids until they see her children. She damn well made sure she looked after her body. She goes jogging 5 days a week without fail and she watches what she swallows. She for one can never understand why women get over comfortable when they get married. As far as she is concerned you are shooting yourself in the foot. She has always been very logic in her reasoning and with her thinking. The same way you fall in love is the same way you fall out. Why get fat when your husband can suddenly up and leave you and you will be left reeling with shock, fat and ugly. She has seen it happen to her friends and it happened to her mum and she had vowed from a very young age never to fully give her heart or to let down her guard 100%. We live in a f##ked up world where shit can rain down any minute she thought. Having said that she sincerely loves and adores her husband Mathew and believes he is her soul mate for life.
There is a dark secret Elizabeth has always hidden from Mathew, she loves sex. She is a sex addict and the bigger the c##k the better. She doesn’t believe in therapy but in satisfying this urge. It makes her feel alive. In her university days and up until before she met Mathew she used to go to sex parties where you can examine the goods before falling into bed. Everyone wears masks and walks around naked. She gave up all this when she and Mathew got serious. She suppressed her urges and made up her mind to be satisfied only with Mathew. Sex was great between them, very great in fact. They can even do it up to three times a day. But she missed the varieties, the different sizes of c##ks. But she was not willing to lose her husband over sexual urges. When they moved back to Lagos she was shocked by the lack of respect for marriage and the amount o..
When they moved back to Lagos she was shocked by the lack of respect for marriage and the amount of men propositioning her for sex. It was like the whole city was festering with sexual desire. It was hard to get anything done or to be taken serious because as soon as those that can help them with their charity project saw her, all they wanted to do was bed her. It mattered not that she was married; this fact merely urged them on, it was like waving a red flag in front of a bull! They become even more pregnant with desire to bang her. She laughs them off and manages to get the work done without compromising her marriage vows until she met him.
She met him a year ago and it was lust at first sight. She thought how can a man be so beautifully made? He was tall, very fair in complexion and ripped. And damn he was a good dresser! He made suits look good. His name was Tunde and he was heir to the Ishola dynasty. He runs the family owned business Almac oils, the number one leading oil company in Nigeria. He is married but his wife and kids are based in London. She met him at a high society event she attended and she told him about their charity project. He said he is a philanthropist but careful with his donations as many charities are thieves masquerading as saints. He agreed to donate after checking out their work. They spoke at length and agreed to meet a week later over drinks. Her mind told her to forget him as a donor because he was able to awake sexual desires in her by just staring at her and her cleavage. She resisted this thought by the fact that she has being able to resist men for the past three years.
A week later they met and got on like a house on fire. He agreed to donate a million naira a month to their charity project. He was impressed with their passion and vision. They also have a few things, hobbies and habits in common. They even spoke about their kids. Suddenly Tunde changed the conversation and said ‘what are we going to do about the apparent sexual tension between us’? She swallowed hard and said ‘I am married, you are married’. He smiled, touched her legs and said ‘nobody has to know and you can end it whenever you want. Let us agree to do it once, maybe to clear the sexual tension then it won’t happen again’. That was when she knew it was game over. She will sleep with this man. She sincerely and quickly said a prayer to the gods responsible for endowing a man ‘god please let this be worth it, let him have a huge c##k’. They went back to his apartment afterwards and had dirty sex. She was hungry after all the years of suppressing her sexual desires. She was happy to know he was blessed by the gods down there, huge like a Spanish bull. She laughed and screamed and shouted with pleasure. Screams of f##k me harder filled the still hot air.
Only if Mathew can see his innocent naive wife gagging on another man’s c##k. Oh dear he will faint. Not his wife he will say! Not the mother of my kids! Not mama Junior.
Mathew got to his mistress Funmi’s house and the candles were all lit. Roses were on the floor and sweet aroma of food filled his five senses. He was hungry and relished the smell. She met him at the door naked under a flimsy silky robe and led him straight to the dining table were a bottle of 1990 Don P was on ice. As they were eating screams of F##K me harder pierced the still peaceful afternoon air. Funmi smiled and said ‘they are at it again! Every Saturday afternoon Tunde brings this married beautiful woman home and they have mad sex. I even get turned on by her screams she said’. Mathew asked who Tunde was? She said ‘he is my neighbour that lives upstairs, filthy rich and handsome. Married with kids but the family are all in England. The woman will soon leave and I will show her to you when she is leaving, she has been coming here now for just over a year’. Mathew was shocked and said ‘wow! So young married women cheat too’? Funmi laughed and said ‘oh well when the husband is not delivering the goods well at home the woman will step out and find a replacement. The husband might be lazy in bed you never know. Don’t judge her’.
Half an hour after the screams started it suddenly subsided. An hour later she left, and Funmi ran to the windows and said ‘come Tunde, come and see the beautiful woman that was screaming with delight’. Mathew ran to the window and nearly fainted at the sight that met him. He was weak and thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. Funmi asked him ‘what is wrong, do you know the woman’? He fell to the floor and replied ‘that is my wife, my beloved wife Elizabeth’. Funmi smiled and replied welcome to Lagos hunny. Can we go back to bed please?
Who is deceiving who?
Today all over the world, people are celebrating Valentine’s Day and professing love to each other. Stories for the gods I say. Welcome to the new world order, where girlfriends, fiancées and wives cheat. The old order where it is only men cheating has now passed away. Everyone lies except a rare few handful. Happy Valentine’s Day to all the lovers out there whether you are the main chick, side chick, main man or the side nigger. Anybody's wife or girlfriend can be banged. Anybody's man or husband can be snatched. You won't belive me obviously until you find yourself in that situation................ It is well.
