I was not being cruel! He had treated me so cheaply so I was going to return the favor. He better pray he does not end up in Daily Sun because you know how those perverts always seem to find out about stories like these! Imagine him and his proud self on page 3 walking with his butt out because he tried to have sex in a public place. I was so annoyed. I won’t lie and try to be great but part of me had wanted to shag him. It was not to spite anyone but for my own needs. Angry as I was I was still horny and cheap as people might think I am, he was the last man to have touched me and sleeping around is not usually a wise option. Most girls would go find the next available dick then they have nerve to call me cheap for going to my ex. As for Meladi, I am going to take a moment and feel for her. She must be in pain right now and broken. In her head at this point I am certain we were having round three and he was calling out my name! If she does not dump him because of this she will never dump him that’s for sure. Maybe I should call her? Nah, that would be overkill! Let her mind play tricks on her. Serves them both right! Now she will always watch her back when it comes to her man. A lot of girls in relationships are traveling down the road in which they have to constantly look over their shoulder because they cannot trust their men. I think all girls in fact at the back of their mind don’t trust their men. South African men are just bad! They cheat for fun and guess what, we the girls have been convinced that even if he has a girlfriend, it’s still flattering that he wants you so why not! We are part of the problem because we allow ourselves to be flattered by cheapness.
I was not sure what to do with his clothes now that I had them. I had not fully thought this through. How was he going to be rescued eventually. That’s another thought that went to mind. Taking his keys if he reported me would be theft that much I know for sure. I know as women when we make emotional decisions like the one I had just made we do not think of the real time consequences! I will give you an example, if you burn someone with water for example, are you prepared to spend ten years in jail where more than water will go on to and into you? It’s those things we never think through because we believe our anger is justified. Maybe I have good heart or something I don’t know. I decided to double back to the car. If you have been to Monte Casino you will know that’s it’s quite possible to walk in the parking lot with out being seen because it’s pretty big. I folded his clothes nicely and put his keys into the pocket. I went and placed them next to his car and I am certain he didn’t see me. I am sure he passed out trying to figure out what to do next. I am sure he was scared shitless. Imagine how he was going to curse himself when he realizes that his clothes and keys were by his car this whole time. There will be consequences though that much I am sure of.
I took a cab back home. It’s like a ten minute drive from Monte to my place so it was not expensive at all. I got a call from an unexpected person. I had not even saved the persons number. It was Thandeka, Aurelia”s friend from the party. She said she was just checking up on me and one of the guys at the party has been bugging her for my numbers. She said she was calling to ask for my permission to give one of the Nigerian guys my number. I told her I had to think about first because I was going through a lot at the moment. I could hear someone in the background moan with disapproval so I guess the guy was standing right behind her. Awkward moment but I don’t think I was ready to go that route. Not with a baby in the picture. We did however agree to have lunch at some point. When I got home, out of the cab, another call came in, a call I expected. It was Meladi. She had swallowed her pride.
“I am sorry for everything Faith, please please don’t fuck my man, please!”
Well firstly, women we need to get this, no man is yours, they will never ever be ours fully so stop over investing in this delusion! You are better off. Secondly calling the person you think is the mistress just shows how pathetic you are. I know of so many girls who call to insult the mistress when she too is getting fucked by the same man fucking you over. Why then are you shouting at her like it will make a difference? That shit don’t work. I asked her politely not call me and told her that her man will call her when he wants her. It was none of my business what happened between them just as it was none of hers who I fucked.
“But Faith you were never like this! You used be so sweet and nice now look at you?”
She said in what I think was either pleading or mocking not that I care. She is right though, when I loved Mudenda was meek and humble, sweet and kind. I allowed all my friends to walk all over me and look where that got me! It left me with a baby daddy, hectic mistrust and friendless. Never again. I told her not to call me again. I hung up.
When I got into our driveway the lights were on and there was a car outside. I had forgotten my sister was with her man! That’s why she had been so eager for me to go in the first place! I felt mean because she had been so looking forward to some alone time with her man. I often heard her on the phone complaining how much they did not nearly spend enough time together. I felt her pain because there were times I felt like that with Mudenda especially when he started working. What to do now? I could not go back to Monte. What if I bumped into Mudenda he would kill me for sure. Nope, home was the safest place to be. I sat by the garage but it took me a few minutes to realize that I could not stay outside much longer because it was a bit chilly. We have no doorbell. I tried knocking but they were playing music so they did not hear me and when it’s cold your knuckles go sore very fast. I used my key to enter.
When I entered they were not in the lounge or tv room but the music was playing. Romantic times I guess. That means I will not have to disturb them. I tip toed to my room. I could actually hear her mourn. God was punishing me really. Why did I reject that idiot? When I got to my room there was nothing like that! The light in my mothers and her room were on and the door was slightly open.
Just a peek!
I mean it’s something I will laugh at her in future about this. Curiosity is a bad thing.
The scene before me was enough to drive a preacher wild!
My sister and her man were having sex. They were butt naked and he was pounding her mercilessly. Having sex and seeing two people have sex in real life are two very different things.
That was not the problem I had with this situation though.
They were having sex in the same room with Amo!
And that’s not all!
They were having sex in my mothers bed!
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Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Am a lady aged 27, engaged, my mum was happy about everything until last year when i was about to be lobola’d, she denied the lobola and i was surprised, asking her y she said she does not like my MIL(mum in law), i got so stressed i even lost weight, i truly love my man, we r in love despite that but he want to marry me, I want to marry him and problem is my mum, i told her i aint in love with my MIL but my hubby, and she is now against the idea of me seeing my man, I can’t go on now, i love my man and we need to plan a family, we old now, I don’t know but I am thinking of going to live with my man maybe she will realise that we live each other, I really do respect her but choosing for me whom to love is something else, can’t leave my man, he is my happiness .what is your view dear readers?