I got married 5 years ago and I
have two children.
Six months ago, we moved into a
new apartment. There is this
particular neigbour who happens
to come from my state. She is also married and we became
friends. We hang out when our
husbands are at work.
Sometimes, I knock on her
bedroom window and she opens
up. Sometimes, when I’m washing clothes outside, she
stays by her bedroom window to
have a conversation with me.
Few months ago, after my
husband left for work, I came
downstairs with the intention of going to my neighbour’s
apartment. Carelessly, I went
straight to her window and pulled
the curtain. Unfortunately,
standing before me was her
husband stark naked, maybe robbing cream. He stirred at me
and I was short of words. I just
said, “I am sorry oo.” He quietly
said, “it is ok, my wife is not at
home. Since then, I have been feeling
guilty and worried. Also, the size
of the man’s penis has never left
my imagination. So one day, I
went to their apartment again in
the morning just to apologize to the man and his wife, but when I
got there, I saw only the man in
the sitting room. Before I could
open my mouth to greet him or to
say I am sorry, he grabbed me
and started kissing me. I tried to stop but I could not. For
a moment I lost control. He
removed my clothes and went
down on me. It was like my brain
was going to explode. We had
sex which took me to orgasm. I have never felt the way since I
got married. But after the sex, I
pretended to be angry with him.
He begged me for forgiveness
and asked me not to tell anyone.
I agreed. But my problem now is, I cannot stop thinking about that
moment. It has been two months
and there is no day that I don’t
think about that day. Strangely,
the man has never looked my
way again. Right now, I feel he used me, but I still hunger for
what he did to me. I am confused
and don’t know what to do
