I live in the estate. I have a good job that regularly pays my bill even though i can’t afford to be extravagant. I am a manager in a manufacturing company in Lagos and i have paid my dues. I love to live the good […]
I live in the estate. I have a good job that regularly pays my bill even though i can’t afford to be extravagant. I am a manager in a manufacturing company in Lagos and i have paid my dues. I love to live the good life. I mean to spend money, have a good time with the boys, flex with girls, do some deals etc. That is the way i do my thing, love me or hate me. i love my life the way it is. That is how i have been living my life over the years.
I grew up in Ibadan, schooled there, although i stayed with some uncles and cousins at some particular time. I am from a family of four, the eldest child and the only son. I got all the attention from my mum and i learnt a lot about the female species through my sisters. Hell, you know how they fight over little things, talk about their boyfriends, share clothes and the likes. They can be one hell of trouble. I learnt that girls like to be told they are beautiful [even the ugliest girl wants a man who will tell her she’s beautiful] and they all like attention. In the bid to get men’s attention, girls can go all the way; changing hairstyles, make-up, shoes and clothes especially tight-fitting ones that will make the curves pronounced and make a man go gaga. Ladies love clothes and they like shopping. All these because of a man. I have seen my sisters do these all through the years while we were all growing up. They went to extra mural classes to show off their new clothes and have some time with their boyfriends. I saw all the love letters they received from men.
Beyond any iota of doubt, i am well accustomed to the ways of the female species from their physique to their beauty and genitalia. As a result of this, i have all it takes to catch any woman who i fancy. I had a couple of flings in my school days, ladies that wanted me as a permanent boyfriend but i was too carefree to notice that. Once i got what i wanted, i moved on to the next prey. I cared less about heart breaks or tears on the pillow; all those do not exist in my lexicon. I am well versed in this and i always have my way with women. I am good-looking, tall and buxom. Naturally, i have a caring attitude and i am particularly soft when it comes to the female gender. I love to dress well, i drive a nice car and i have a good command of English. I am a ladies’ man in every sense of the word. I don’t fail to catch women’s attention everywhere i go.
I remember titi, a girl i dated some years back. She really loved me. She gave her all; time, money and body. I simply ravished her to no end. I particularly love pretty, slim, dark girls with the right curves in the right places. I can go to any length to woo such girls and i actually had my fill of them. Titi was special though; she would come to my apartment, clean everywhere, wash my clothes, cook my favourite meal and warm my bed at night. She had a good job, not that she was doing it for any particular reason except that she loved me. I liked her person but i wasn’t really smitten by her. She introduced me to all her friends as her fiancé [what the heck?] and i told my friends that she was just my good friend. She regularly raised me when i was broke. She could do anything for me until……..she started talking about marriage. It scared me to my wit’s end [marriage?] at this time? When there are still plenty fish in the ocean. I told her to give me time and be patient because i was not ready yet. She then asked me ‘when will you be ready’? The truth was that i didn’t know when and i told her so. She became unhappy. I told her i cherish and love her [love?] and that she should be patient. She tried her best and saw that i was unyielding. It took her a lot of time and effort but she eventually faced the truth and left me with a broken heart. Few months after, she travelled out of the country for her master’s programme. I have not heard from her ever since.
I was grateful she left though. I went out more with the boys, we drank, had fun and there was always a girl every night. I took them to my apartment, had my fill of them but nothing serious.
I have continually lived my life like this until one day. I was at work when i saw a light-skinned beautiful lady approach my desk. She is tall, graceful with a good dentition and so damn attractive. She stopped at my desk.
Hello. How may i help you? I said to her
Please, are you Mr Olanrewaju? She said
No, but i can direct you to his desk. He is in marketing department. So i directed her, she muttered her thanks and went on her way. Soon enough, i started seeing a great deal of her. I got to know she was a corper posted to my organization for one year national service. I was elated with the news. She read marketing from a private university in Nigeria. Her name is bola.
With time, i started getting close to her, seeking her attention, offering to drive her home in my car and picking her up in the mornings. I invited her out to dinner and became her friend. Gradually, she was opening up to me. She lives with her uncle at ikeja. Her parents are far back in the east. She is an innocent young lady, not wild like every other girl i had met. She is of enviable character and a cool mien. I bet she has not been around so many men. She is 23 while i am 32. Even though, i naturally don’t dig fair-skinned girls, i saw in her a potential wife and a mother so finally; i popped the question to her. Would you marry me? I already knew the answer was going to be a yes. She accepted my proposal and officially became my fiancée. That night, we went to my apartment and i attempted to make love to her. She didn’t resist me but i got the shock of my life. She was a virgin, Gbam! .I have not had a virgin in years. I made love to her mechanically, careful not to hurt her. After this, it became more frequent. She regularly passed the night in my apartment. We kept our affair a secret because of busy bodies in the office.
She soon finished her service and was retained but we both agreed that she should switch her job for the sake of our union. Job ethics frowns at office dating or two people on the same job getting married. So, she got a banking job with a mouth-watering pay. I was happy she left because a new girl just joined the organization and i didn’t mind being her friend for a while. This girl is tall, dark and beautiful. She has everything i want in a woman. She is just my ideal girl. She has my shape of breast, height, looks etc. She fit very well into my model of a wife that i envisaged years back. I became friendly with her, got her number and we started going out. She really gave me a tough time. She didn’t want to agree but her reluctance was all the more driving me crazy, making me want her more. Her name is Kate.
I took her out a couple of times while being careful so that bola would not know. I have played this game severally so it is no longer a problem. I was creating time for her and bola as well. I never took Kate to my apartment because bola has the key. We regularly met outside and in her own apartment. By my carelessness or God’s design, bola took in. I was happy and confused at the same time. I already liked Kate so much and we were taking our friendship to the next level. Or is this a ploy to tie me down?
Well, i have no choice in this matter but to arrange for an introduction with her family in which marriage plans would also follow. So i arranged our introduction and we had it in December. I don’t know how Kate got to know but she has been avoiding me ever since. I have called her on phone but she has been cursing and warning me never to call her again. I have gone to her apartment but she refused to open the door. I am confused. Please help me, i love Kate and i like bola too but i don’t want to lose Kate.