I just don’t get why most of these women who have rich husbands, end up having affairs with men who can’t afford to buy their shoelaces!
If you must have an extra-marital affair, why not with somebody richer…better looking…more refined than your husband?
If you must chop frog, abeg chop the one wey get egg!
Majority of rich…bored… housewives are even stooping low to do it with the family drivers, gardeners, office assistants, house helps…booh!
But then, the thing no gets respect abi?
What’s the difference between a driver’s sugar candy and that of a rich guy’s?
Na only packaging! No difference ojare!
If it comes down to who really knows how to make a babe moan in pleasure and beg for more, the poor guy probably might win the contest.
A rich guy is busy making money…a poor, frustrated guy is busy, peeing white on everything in a skirt. If money not come, at least, babes go come…he hones his expertise in his bed.
It’s just my opinion Ohhh!
And why the heck must the rich housewives always go for younger men?
I don’t get it! Does it mean that men their ages can’t perform in beds or are monkeys in bed?
A monkey jumps and makes a lot of noise, but when it comes down to the nitty-gritty in bed, he’s just that, a monkey!
All noise, but an empty barre. He can’t leave a babe with a memorable sexual experience.
True, we have old and new schools when it comes to sex, but hey, get a grip!
Even an old school can learn the antics of the new school in bedmantic performances. The issue here is the stamina and excitement to sustain an erection.
How many rich husbands have this stamina? How many are creative in bed? How many are tired of ‘papa and mama’ style of sex in bed?
Humm!…now I get it! Do their husbands’ pot bellies hinder penetration and enjoyment?
I didn’t say it…she did! Yes, the bored rich housewife over there…no!…not that one…the one over there…by your left…adorned in a golden necklace and bangles…wow! Just look at that jewelry!
I just don’t get why women complain of their husbands’ lack of sexual creativity in bed… complain of their lack of sexual competence in bedmantics… complain of everything little you can think of, yet still hang onto the marriage than quit.
I just don’t get why such women stupidly bring their lovers to their matrimonial homes to ball them…I mean, what about if the husband plants a secret camera or something?
Such a stupid and unnecessary risk!
Moreover, anybody can walk in…from a nosy neighbour to an inquisitive child. The lovers may forget to lock the door in the heat of the moment…the windows may be wide open for all to see the heaving and gyrating buttocks.
The husband can even return unexpectedly…maybe his flight was canceled…his car developed a fault…maybe his boss asked him to go home because he was suddenly sick…the point is, the guy could come home for any reason…kasala go burst be that O!…kai! God forbid bad thing! On that day, be sure that Baba God is fit to receive a visitor or visitors.
It had been known to happen…it’s still happening! Even now, it’s happening somewhere to a couple or lovers!
You guys remembered the story I told you some time ago. The wife of a retired soldier, who has a hot pant. A little bird chirped into the ears of the always travelling man that a guy used to come to his home to ball his wife.
The man as usual travelled and before one could jack Robison, the stupid lover, with his rolling gait and impatient manhood was already on top of the woman, balling, kicking and dribbling like he was Jay-Jay Okocha’s grandfather, who invented bedroom soccer!
The guy was already about to let go his steam when they heard the car of the husband driving through the gate. The gate-man sniggered in satisfaction…now we know the little gossiping bird!
The engine of the car had not stopped running when the husband flew out of the car. He made straight for his bedroom. His lovely-looking wife was naked as a jailbird on the bed…but no sign of lover boy.
The husband rebuffed his wife’s greeting…he searched around the bedroom and soon found the idiot’s feet sticking out from his hideout…he was hiding behind the huge luxurious window curtain.
The furious husband flung the curtain off…sure enough, the fool was there…naked like the day his mother brought him screaming into this world…his turgid JT that had earlier been strong, stiff, erect and proud, was now cowering in fear…limp as a deflated balloon…scared to look into eyes of the man’s whose wife he had been banging…I even heard that his JT was even shedding the last drop of the tears when the husband found out his hiding place.
I don’t know what happened to the wife, but the lover boy was given the beaten of his life and thrown out of the compound, butt naked!
I just don’t get why some women are so mean and wicked, to the extent that they’ll get pregnant for their lovers’ then pass the babies’ off to their husbands as the man’s biological kids.
Do you know what the truth can do to such a man? There are weak men who cannot handle such discovery. It can destroy them psychologically.
I’ve heard of an incident in Ogun State, where a woman had five children for her rich husband, but only one turned out to be his biological child!
This child happened to be the last child among the lot.
How did he find out?
Humm…that’s a story for another day! Let me know if you want to hear it…yawn…this writer is tired!BEWARE All Rights Reserved. This material, and other digital content on this website, may not be reproduced, published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed in whole or part without prior express written permission from Juliana Francis