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    Side Chick, oh no!

    I just found out I’m a side-chick.

    Sigh. I don’t mean to use that term but that was what she called me, right after calling me a husband snatcher.

    I am so mad. I didn’t know the jackass was married. We met three weeks ago at a friend’s birthday party. He was friend of my girlfriend’s boyfriend.

    We kind of clicked almost instantly and we chatted about just everything throughout the party, and after. But it can’t have been everything since he failed to mention that he was married, right?

    We went out to dinner two nights ago. A late one. He brought me home and I invited him inside. We kissed. It was really nice but I didn’t want to go further. I don’t know why. I’m not averse to sex on a first date and I really liked him.

    I guess it was the universe saving me from doing another woman’s husband.

    This morning, just after I had my morning cereal and prepping to tap on my computer, my phone rang.

    It was an unknown number.

    I said hello and the next thing I heard was: “Husband snatcher, keep away from him!”

    I was stunned. I swear, I froze for the first ten seconds. It was so unexpected. It came out of nowhere.

    I was trying to pull my thoughts together when she said, and in the most scornful tone. “Jide’s married. Married to me. You’re just a side-chick and no, sweetheart, he doesn’t give two damns about you. You’re just cheap sex. But I’m done with hoes like you trying to break my home. Leave him alone. Get yourself your own man. If you can.” She added and then hung up.

    I think I stood on that spot for two full minutes before I moved, first to my bathroom, to wash my face. It was burning with the heat of sheer mortification. Then I came back to my bedroom, sat on my bed and thought really really hard.

    I am still thinking. Seated on my bed, I have not moved for the last hour and half.

    The jackass! He knew he was married and yet he came after me. What am I going to do? Because, as sure as hell is real, I plan to make him pay.

    For the insult from his wife.

    And that kiss two nights ago.


    Now, if you were this lady, what would you do?

    It’s a brand new week and I wish everyone fruitfulness in all you do.


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  • Reply Iyke David May 7, 2018 at 8:26 am

    Over to the side chicks
    But why would the woman attack the lady instead of confronting the husman?

  • Reply datoks May 7, 2018 at 8:55 am

    my thought exactly, its the Husband thst is the problem not the lady

  • Reply Jojo May 8, 2018 at 3:46 pm

    I would rub pepper on my palm (wouldn’t mind the hotness), then invite him over for a ride and pretend to give him a hand job and rub the pepper in…up and down…making sure I get it into the pee hole. Then I’ll walk away without looking back…hmmmhmmm

    • Reply TM David-West May 8, 2018 at 9:34 pm

      Dang, Jojo, I’m petrified! Lol.
      This some serious payback mehn. No playing rough with you, uh-uh. Lol

  • Reply Salako Oluwadamilola Ayodeji August 30, 2018 at 2:45 pm

    I really can’t say what I would do…but from my experience I would just let go

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