Diary of Kept Woman 2

19/11/2022

HELLO MY PEOPLE.
KINDLY ADVICE THIS MY FRIEND ON WHAT SHE CAN DO:

Good evening,
I just watched the video you made about s*xual relationships, which made me want to write this to you.

I am a 38-year-old female. I was married for 16 years in total and had two children.
I divorced my husband eight years ago because of infidelity, but he came back to me and apologized, and I accepted him back because I don't want to have two husbands in my life. though I refused to marry him legally after getting back.

Sadly, a few years after getting back, he was diagnosed with prostrate cancer (5 years ago), and after undergoing surgery and chemotherapy, his manhood stopped functioning.

He had a lot of surgery to help him with his manhood, but all of it proved abortive.

The cancer came back this year, too.
I have been trying different ways to enjoy him (like oral s*x or other ways) for those 5 years, but each time I moved close to him, he would start to cry, which made me stop touching him or even complain about his inability because I didn't want him to feel bad.

I have been battling with insomnia and anxiety for two years because I have not been able to release the hormone. I tried using a vi****or two years ago, but I got tired of it.
He told me this year that I can have extramarital affairs if that will make me happy (he gives that advice because he had many girlfriends outside of marriage before his diagnosis, which I was aware of, and he did not care anytime I complained).

I am a very beautiful, intelligent, and hard-working carrier lady.
I have my master's degree and am the manager of a reputable company. I am making good money, so money is not my problem.

I am sharing this problem for the first time because I have no one to share it with.

My question is, if I get someone to date, won't the person think I'm cheating on my husband because I won't want to expose my husband's inability, and will the person take me seriously? Will he respect me? Won't he think I'm one of those women who is cheating on her husband?

I have self-respect for myself, which is holding me back.

What can I do in this situation, sir?

19/11/2022

12/11/2022

Dear diary,
Did I hail Nigerian men for being better than oyinbo men....I must have been sleeping....the one Ifeanyi do me I will never forget. Let me share the story with you.
It was one day I had gone out with Ada one of my girls. We were generally just being jobless and going up and down VI with no real aim. It was after my youth service and I had no job. I met Ada during youth service and she was the 7th of 7 children. She had all these older brothers that were into business and making real money. I had bee begging Ada to introduce me to one of her brothers who can take good care of me but she was just selfish. She refused. She preferred to be giving me small small change instead of letting me meet her Irish brothers.
Anyway, on this particular sunny day we finally decided to go to Sunny's shop. He was one of Ada's brother and in fact the most handsome one. Who knows maybe God will answer my prayers and he will notice me even if Ada refuses to perform proper introduction.
When we got to Sunny's shop luckily we met him there and there was another young man there with him. Sunny was happy to meet him and stated he had been hearing about me. He introduced the guy who's name was Ifeanyi. He said he and Ifeanyi were about to get into business together and was hailing Ifeanyi that he was a big boy. My ears immediately stood at attention. If Ada will not allow me to catch one of her brothers she can not stop me from having Ifeanyi at least.
My body was not touching ground again, I started to plot how to catch Ifeanyi. Dear diary, I will not lie, Ifeanyi was not fine at all but at least he had money if he was Sunny's business partner. I will not mind his look I will settle for his money.
So, I started trying to flirt with him....however it didn't even take long for him to start paying me attention. I wondered how come he was that easy to catch but then you know your girl.....I am pretty and good at flirting so I thought it was just my charms. When it was time for Ada and I to leave Sunny's shop Ifeanyi offered to go and drop us, I was ecstatic. My charm was working well.
Dear diary, that was how we got into Ifeanyis Benz. It was a glorious ride. I felt more sure I had made the right decision choosing Ifeanyi over Sunny. Ifeanyi dropped Ada at home and offered to take me out I said yes immediately. He took me to a well known hotel and we went to their restaurant. The meal was superb. After the meal we found ourselves in one of the hotel rooms and it was very good to say the least. I was happy that I had snagged a young rich man at last.
Anyway to cut the story short, after we finished 'eating' in the hotel room Ifeanyi asked me if he could go and grab something from his car outside, I said yes. I must have slept off because the next thing I heard was banging on the hotel room door. 'Madam, open the door' I was angry at such disturbance from the staff and made a mental note that I will tell Ifeanyi not to tip them. I opened the door. 'Sorry, your time you booked is over and the total bill plus your meal is 125k. How willl you pay? I fainted. They poured water on me and woke me up and asked again. That was when I looked at my time and realised it had been 4 hours since Ifeanyi said he was going to his car and he didn't come back. Ifeanyi has duped me!!!. Anyway first things first, how do I, jobless girl like me pay 125k?! I begged the staff to handle me gently and asked them for help.
I will not bore you with details. They eventually let me go after collecting all my jewellery, shoes, phone, handbag and bone straight wig. Their manager said they took pity on me.
The next day I called Ada and I could not tell her what happened. But I used style to find out more about Ifeanyi Ada told me he Sunny only just met him and knew nothing about him. That was how I never saw Ifeanyi again.
Ifeanyi duped me physically and money wise.
You can see his story is worse than Dom's own. Am I right?

11/11/2022

Dear diary

09/11/2022

Dear diary, before I lay my sojourn in the US to rest let me tell you what happened with Dom. See these men that live abroad one has to be careful with them. They are not normal guys. We really need to appreciate our Nigerian men. Let me take the story from the beginning.
So, I was still jonsing after Senator dropped me like a hot bag of potatoes. My care work at the hospital was barely making ends meet. My last experience with Steve was making me wary of men in this abroad so your girl was really having a difficult time.
On this fateful day, I decided to help my ministry myself. I went to Walmart. To the adult section. I was discreetly going through the 'market' there. Looking for the appropriate size and colour that will work best for my ministry, mistakenly I pushed down half the shelf of different sized and coloured dildoes. I was mortified. A man standing right behind me looking at the magazine section rushed over to help me. I couldn't hide my embarrassment but he was so mature and non-chalant about the whole thing he actually made me feel comfortable. I looked up to catch a glance of his face and your girl Meena was hooked.
Adonis was.....he was Adonis. He was a god. Handsome, well chiselled, six pack, dark skinned with pink lips. Your girl was almost rushing him there and then. Anyway, I quickly reigned in my inner bitch and smiled at him. I thanked him for helping me. Before I knew it, we introduced ourselves and exchanged phone numbers. He was a college professor, single and ready to mingle. Your girl Meena immediately started hearing wedding bells and seeing regular bedmatics in her future.
Anyway, we parted ways that day but kept in touch. A phone call here and there...messages daily till we eventually decided to go on a date. Meena going on a date with Adonis himself!!! I was excited.
He had chosen a restaurant downtown. Somewhere quiet and classy. I quickly researched the menu at the restaurant. I didn't want to fall my hand. I mentally came up with what I would order. Something that will make him realise that even Meena has class.
So the d day arrived. He picked me up from home and I looked gorgeous in my dress I must say. I had only purchased that dress that day but carefully tucked the label away as I was planning to return it. How could I afford a dress of $200? On top of how much salary? But I just needed to look the part.
I won't lie it was a wonderful meal with a great company. We had a lovely time.
I was starting to think of the other lovely 'dinner' we would have after this particular dinner. That one too will be fantastic I mused in my mind as the waiter brought the bill. Dom, my Adonis, looked through the bill and passed it to me, I took it from him wondering what he wanted me to do with it. He must have seen the look of confusion on my face as he bluntly asked me for my own half of the bill. God!!!! I immediately stopped swallowing the remaining dessert in my mouth. Me? Bring half of the bill?! I looked at Dom, surely he must be joking, but he wasn't. The cost was about half my monthly salary. Village people have followed me to USA my God!!!.
I didn't know what to do. I borrowed money to buy the shoes I was wearing, I was planning to return to the dress I wore hopefully the store would take it back; where will I get money to pay for this expensive meal? Why didn't this boy take us to KFC? All thoughts of 'dinner' after dinner flew away from my mind. Is this how senator will come and win me? By disgracing me? I suddenly remember I just got a credit card.
Dear diary that was how I used credit card to pay. I ate half my salary in one day because of one man. I gently paid, carried my purse and left. That was the last time I saw Dom. So because you are American you expect us to be splitting the bill from our date into 2? Our Nigerian men don't do this; I hail all of you o!!!

05/11/2022

Dear diary, I will tell you about Steve my oyinbo boyfriend. I know I have skipped so many stories to get here but let me just tell it and get it out of my system.
So it was after Senator abandoned me here in US for lying about the pregnancy and I was working packing poo at the hospital. Me Meena, I had never suffered that was before but there was no I, in the abroad, no helper no one to look me somehow and say take this 100k and buy weave one. So I just gentle I continued working my work.
So at work, I noticed this fine gentleman. It is not common for oyinbo to be fine but this one was fine. Tall with original, not fake , 6 packs. He was always smiling at me and hellong me with my work even though he was a nurse himself. I was smitten. Me see a helper even though it it with work.
Anyway, on this day he introduced himself to me as Joe and hugged me. Chai all his muscles were well proportioned. He was a well sculpted man. I nearly swooned but I controlled myself. I started imagining how he will handle me and do me strong things if we are together. Whichever we continued being friends.
One day Joe invited me to his house for dinner. Thank God; at last my opportunity has come. So I agreed pretending to be a little reluctant about it while dancing azonto inside my mind.
Dear diary, the day eventually came. I was excited. I dressed up and made up carried my handbag and took uber to his house. As I knocked it was the ' woof woof' of a dog that first greeted...as I was removing my shoes to flee in another direction Joe opened the door. Dear diary I have a quick confession; I hate dogs. They scare me.
Anyway, I swallowed saliva and went inside.. we played around a little, all these time I was keeping bingo at an arms length. Then it was time to eat. Joe served our food in 2 separate dishes. One for himself one for me. The next thing bingo climbed dining table and started eating with Joe from his plate. I nearly fainted. Joe and Bingo sharing one plate! I smiled. Did as if everything was okay and continued eating afterall the proper show I came for was still pending. Bingo kicked Joe's plate properly and the meal ended.
Joe finally invited me to his room. We sat down on the bed and first started kissing.. it was sweet....then I noticed Bingo seating by the door staring..ha! Which kind of wahala is this? I carried my face and continued enjoying myself. Anyway, the play carried us to lie down on the bed o where Joe was removing my cloth next thing I felt Bingo all over my face, licking my face and sitting on top of me I screamed and got up. Joe was surprised and asked me what the matter was. What the matter was?! A dog was joining us in bed!!!! That is the matter. Joe could not understand why Bingo couldn't join us in what I will call a th*****me.
My dear diary, my craze has not reached to have a Bingo in bed with me I dressed up, carried my small handbag and left. To do kerewa was doing me so badly but mba!!! Even my forefathers must not see me in bed with bingo.
Dear diary, since then Joe has been begging me at work to return for another visit. His body is attractive, I want to taste him but do you think I should go back? Tell me why I should or shouldn't.

I offer relationship counselling and matchmaking services.
I am Meena Dale, a professional and single mum trying to navigate a world of money, angry wives and s*x deprived husbands to find myself a rich husband and this is my fun diary

04/11/2022

Dear diary,
Let me start telling you some of the things that have been happening that made me go silent.
First I hope you remember my story. And my promise to keep you up to date with my life as I navigate the world of single ready to mingle but not ready to marry?
So that was how I met this politician o. He was an ex senator. His name was Ajayi. I will not lie, Ajayi was not handsome and his bedmatics......well let's say it leaves a lot to be desired but he was generous. So I thought I could always sort my bed problems out another way at least let me enjoy the money. I started dating Ajayi.
Ajayi took care of my very well. Even sent my children to good private schools. And everything was good until one day Ajayi brought a proposal.
Ajayi wanted a wife living in the abroad and he wanted me to be the wife but first I must get pregnant to show my commitment.
Chai!!! Me pregnant?! When I am not foolish?! After 2 children?
Anyway, I agreed and plotted my own way out.
2 months after I told him I was pregnant o. I faked pregnancy test and showed him. Ajayi was ecstatic. Within a month. My Visa and my children's visas were ready. We were leaving for USA.
I was ecstatic. Ajayi reminded me he was doing everything for his baby I was carrying. I agreed with him.
I reached the abroad o. Life was sweet. Ajayi was sending money. I was doing housewife..
Now problem was how to born the baby that I was not actually pregnant with.
But trust me, I always have a plan.
Anyway, it was almost time to have the baby and Ajayi wanted to come and spend time with us and be there for the birth of his baby. I tried to convince him there was no point but no, like proper Ekiti man that he was he was stubborn. Refused and said he was coming.
I didnt know what to do I couldn't fake anything in USA. To cut long story short o, that was how Ajayi discovered I had been lying to him for months.
One evening he sent me and my children packing out of his house. Dear diary that was how I knew abroad is not easy o.
I looked for work. The first one I found I was packing poopoo for an elderly man that would spoil himself. I said Meena, you ca not do this job. I left it. But after 5 days I was hungry I looked for another job this one I was packing the poopoo in the hospital proper. I tried covering my face so anyone willl not see me.
Me, Meena that men fall over to catch, carrying poopoo in USA!!! But hunger no get logo so I continued to manage the job...till zI met Felix....that is story for another day.
Anyway to cut the story short, I am back to Nigeria o. Abroad is not easy at all. It is not for lazy people like me. Ajayi has taught me a lesson.

31/10/2022

My dear diary, it has been a while. I am sure you are wondering why? Well a lot has been happening...so many stories I have to tell you but first let me tell you the most recent one.
See o, I sat gently in my mother's sitting room. Yes, I am not ashamed to say I am presently living with my mother....it is condition that bend my crayfish back. Anyway, back to what it happening......lo and behold 5 cars drive in in an envoy. Serious cars o not uber type of cars. Lexus, Benz...etc
As I sat there wondering if my mum now lives my kind of life to be having this type of visitors, someone came out of the car carrying a kings staff. Behold, it is the staff of the Ooni of Ife.
My mouth went agape. What is Kabiyesi doing in my mother's compound?
Anyway, without much ado they went in and asked for my mum. They had a message to deliver.
I stood behind the door to eavesdrop.
Well done ma the emissary said. The king has sent us here to ask for your daughter Meena's hand in marriage. Meena has the the proper back attack and front carriage the king likes. She is yellow like pawpaw and she even even speaks good English. All these are qualities that the Ooni wants in a wife.
I fainted.
The next thing I heard was shouting over my head and I felt cold water all over me.
Meena, Meena, wake up. The King wants you as his seventh wife. What do you say...
My people I am still here wondering what to say o.
God knows I have seen plenty disappointments....don't let me even talk about what Alhaja Dongari did to me or how Ebuka played me...not yet, I will still tell you.
So back to serious matter...knowing my stories do you think I am fit to be the 7th wife? Do you think I should say yes?