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I Am In Love With A Married Man By Ojthorpe


Happy weekend guys. It’s another weekend for a special post. I really appreciate you for taking your time reading my last post titled ‘’HELP, I ENJOY SEX WITH MY WIFE'S MUM’’. A shout out goes to the person that left a comment to the above titled post. God would make you bigger.
See matter oooo. I sit down my own je je, dey cun carry matter come meet me. Abi dey write MATTER for my forehead?LOL.This week’s story is about a young lady who is in love with a married man.

During Damsel’s 2 years in the university, she met this young, tall and handsome guy who had the six packs fantasy that most of our ladies list amongst the criteria for a dream boo. She fell for him from the point he uttered the word, "HELLO".

She said, she knew at that point that she must date this dude. So, after some weeks of talking, they started dating. She couldn’t risk using the ladies dating code which was popularly used amongst her female friends to date her dreamy honeyboo. She never for once suspected David of being married because he was a true definition of an ideal man. The shocker came after her second year in the relationship when David told her he had something to tell her, that it had been bugging him. He then told her about his wife and kids. 

She said she couldn’t believe what her ears had just heard, that at that point she felt like she was hibernating and was shocked that the same thing she had read & watched on T.v is happening to her. He then started crying and pleading for her not to leave him saying, he loves her and wants to marry her. At this point, she was still quiet and lost in thought, but the cold wind that afternoon brought her attention back with  tears running down from her eyes like ‘’River Niger flowing from the highlands of Guinea towards the Niger Delta Basin’’. It was then she realised that it wasn’t a dream that it was reality.

She said she had been having sleepless night for weeks about making a decision concerning her relationship with David. To her greatest surprise, she got a call from his wife asking her to marry him. In David’s wife words, she said ‘’I feel I can’t do anything to separate you & David. I consent to your union. Let us have him for peace to rain and you are welcome to our home anytime’’.  

Damsel was speechless, because this is the only man that she had ever loved and wouldn’t live a day without in her life. Now, she has the opportunity to be with her dream man forever.
* To my readers, if you were David’s wife or Damsel what would you do?

* Would you make the same decision like David to marry both ladies?

* Is this truly love or something is involved?


 ©OJThorpe

Comments

  1. Hmm, I cant accept that kind of fate

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  2. Madam it is not anybody wish to accept this kind of fate, but this is reality, I feel she should follow her heart.

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  3. True, but wouldn't be wise for her to marry him.

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