Welcome, Guest: Register On Nairaland / LOGIN! / Trending / Recent / NewStats: 3,194,625 members, 7,955,294 topics. Date: Saturday, 21 September 2024 at 09:44 PM |
Nairaland Forum / Nairaland / General / Romance / Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story (3413 Views)
My Fiancée Freely Hangs Out With Guys, Please Help Me / Women Please Learn!!! / "He Saw My Picture And Slid Into My DM” – Instagram User Shares Love Story (2) (3) (4)
Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:31am On Aug 30, 2015 |
My name is Tunji Williams. I am sleek, kool as ice and twice as nice. Good looking, what them ladies call TDK (Tall Dark & Handsome). And most importantly, I am a repented player. I want to tell you guys a little story about myself, something that happened to me not too long ago. This incidence am about to tell you reshaped me. Made me overcome man’s greatest lure for lustfulness. So sit tight, clean your specs if you have one and free your mind to embrace every word. Who knows, you could learn a thing or 2 from this. After I graduated from the University with a mere pass (Let my people go) in History, don’t blame me, I never wanted it in the first place. I knew getting a befitting job was off the shelve for me. Luckily I got my hands busy with catfish business, which fetched me my daily bread and some savings. I also had some other means of income which I will explain to you soon. The female folk….SMH. The attraction I had from these specie of Homo sapiens was in-explainable. maybe it was a spell laid on me by some old witch or something. I had girls, all kinds. I had the ones I call: Smallies: Girls going for JAMB lessons and also girls waiting for admission into higher institutions. These were the easiest prey, I didn’t need to spend much to earn their loyalty. I just take them out probably to the movies or some nice place where they could take as many selfie as possible so they can post on Instagram or Facebook. And when taking them out, I took them in a taxi, they liked that. I had them in numbers, anytime I needed to get greased, I just know who to call, if I can’t get through with one, there’s always a substitute. And the good thing about them was that, they don’t stick to you like some ladies in other categories, I will explain soon. Credit: https://only1jude./2015/06/04/guys-please-learn-from-this-my-love-story/ |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by Nobody: 10:31am On Aug 30, 2015 |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:32am On Aug 30, 2015 |
Students: These ones were pretty demanding.
Apart from sending them weekly recharge cards, I
still sent a couple of them some few thousands
just to keep the flame burning. But the good thing
about ladies here was that, they could easily
spend the weekend with me in my room covertly.
So, then it was worth the costs.
Working Class: These were the sticky ones.
Always wanted me to go to church with them,
attend weddings and events with them and
sometimes pay them visits and meet their
families. I had little sex from ladies here but I
sure squeezed some cash-flow from them… Which
I used to service the Smallies and the Students
and also fund my business. Ladies here never
lasted too long, once I squeezed some cash, I just
cook up some wahala, make it look like they
caused it and I bail.
Mama’s: These ones were not too frequent…. But
whenever I was chanced to have one, it came in
handy. Nothing too extravagant, just some
modest cash, probably because of the area I
resided, Igando. What I enjoyed best was hearing
an older woman cry out when I handled her from
behind.
My life was just women and my business. I came
to realize that I wasn’t making head-ways. 2
years living like that, I knew I needed to up my
game. There was something my very close friend
Chika used to say. “Movement Na Improvement.”
I had to move my range, not relocate per say but,
I needed to get out from the dusty streets of
Igando, to get the bigger fish. So I hooked up
with my friend Bayo who worked on the island.
He told me about this special joint at Ikoyi, where
mainly working class hook up to relate and listen
to poetry and music. Every Tuesdays, from 8 pm
to 10 pm
I decided to visit the place the following Tuesday.
So I prepared myself for the task ahead. I had to
do some business cards in order to pose as a
consultant were Bayo works you know, make
belief. I couldn’t just go there and tell some chic
that I am a fish farmer….
Bayo and I went there. It was a cool cozy place
with lots of cultural designs and ornaments. We
got there early around 8 pm so we could get
some good seat. So about 30 minutes later
people stated pouring in and in no time the place
was thronged with people. They were chics,
cream chics, I meanmean, it was more like my
pond loaded with fish. I took my my time to
screen the kinda girl I’d claim. My eyes were fixed
on their fingers, hair do, bags, wrist watches and
shoes. |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by Nobody: 10:33am On Aug 30, 2015 |
Continue your story ..... |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:34am On Aug 30, 2015 |
Suddenly, I found a target. A young lady, who
looked sophisticated and posh in appearance but
I could tell she was an introvert by the way she
portrayed her body. She was averagely beautiful
and looked gullible. Next to her was her friend,
that one was nothing to write home about….The
ladies appeared to be waiting for something or
someone, they looked a bit anxious. The good
thing was that, there was space to sit just beside
them. I composed myself and I took of to hunt
my new found prey.
I got to their table and I sat beside her like I just
came in and I said. “Hello” With warm smile.
she and her friend said. “Hi”
I then looked straight to her to get her direct
attention and said. “You know, out of everybody
here, you are the only one not smiling. Are you
okay?”
She laughed and said. “Excuse me!!”
I then said. “Forgive me, I am Tunji Williams and I
believe you are a Yoruba lady, but I can’t guess
your name.”
She then said. “Oh, playing psychic are you?”
I said. “Nah, It’s just a talent I know I have, I am
good at guessing peoples tribe by the way they
look.”
She then said. “Okay, you guessed right, I am
Nike.”
Then her friend said. “How about me, what tribe
am I from?”
I knew she was just trying to steal my attention
because. 1. she wasn’t attractive. 2. Most guys
would see her and walkover.
I then said. “You are obviously Yoruba.”
She feigned excited and said. “You are smart, my
name is Funmi.”
I just smiled and nodded my head.
Then a guy came on stage and I noticed Nike
became delighted, she wore a smile like she was
expectant. I was afraid she was drawn to the guy
on stage till I realized it was the poetry the guy
uttered that she loved. At that instant, I knew I
had work to do, I take my prey very seriously. As
soon as the guy finished citing the poem, I stood
up and clapped the loudest. I noticed she looked
at me and wondered, if I was fanatical about
poetry. As I sat down she said. “You love
poetry?”
I looked at her and said. “Poetry is life. Every
word is like air, essential, deep and impacting.
You just need to open your heart to embrace it’s
true essence and the beauty reveals itself to you.”
As she watched and listened attentively to every
word I said. She appeared dazed.
Funmi wasn’t happy I could tell by the looks she
gave me, but I didn’t care. Funmi then said.
“Okay, Nike, you have heard the poetry can we go
now?” As she stood up.
Nike then looked at me and said. “Erm…Tunji
right?”
I said. “Yes, you got it right.”
she then said. “I have to be going now, hope you
enjoy the rest of the night.?” She also stood up.
I stood up as well and said. “Thank you, but it
will gladden my heart to walk you.”
She then said. “Okay, if thats what you want.”
As we both walked out and headed to the car
park. She brought out her keys from her bag and
I noticed an audi Q7 2013 model, master of all
SUV’s, beeped. And I was like. “Oh my God” in my
mind that is.
I then said. “Nike, erm…Okay, here’s my card and
I will be very happy to have yours.”
She looked at me with a smirk and said.
“Mmmmmh….Okay, I will give it to you.”
She gave it to me and I went back to the joint.
The following day, I knew I had to get busy with
Nike’s case. She was patently a big fish, in short
a great white shark. From her business card, I
could tell that she was in the IT department of
Dutch Bank, a foreign bank on the Island. I
couldn’t dull myself at all. Through her name on
the business card, I was able to view her
Facebook profile and read through her timeline. I
could tell she attended RCCG and she was in the
choir. She was aesthetic in nature, I could tell
from her posts on Facebook for her flare for
poetry. I did so many research on poetry and
prepared myself for our next meeting. I also did
some research on IT so that I could have some
things to talk about regarding hercareer. I refused
to call her, because No 3 rule is don’t ever
appear too desperate…. So I didn’t call her and I
hoped to see her the following Tuesday. |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:34am On Aug 30, 2015 |
It was time to meet Nike, So I went there by
myself and I got there early. I kept a seat for both
Nike and Funmi. I got there around 8 pm and
waited for her to show up. It was 9 pm and there
was no trace of her, I wanted to call, but I kept
myself. When it was 10 pm I left the place. I
really felt bad, and felt I ought to have called her
before then.
The following day, I composed a poem, describing
how I missed the flying comet that passes once
every 40 years. Relating it with the way I felt
when I didn’t see her the day before. I never knew
I had hidden skills in poetry, even I fell for it, it
was a masterpiece. Next thing she called me,
telling me how beautiful the poem was. She
apologized for not showing up, cause she had a
meeting that ended by 8pm that day. She then
asked If I would join her at a poetry club at Lekki
on Saturday. I agreed and I made sure I sent her
a lovely poem everyday.
On the Saturday, I got there early as usual, but I
was surprised to see her SUV parked. She sighted
me then she cam to hug me. I knew I was
winning, so we went inside and took a very good
seat. We waited for them to start and when they
did, it was an intensive poetry session. It lasted
for over 2 hours and I was fighting really hard to
stay awake.
After the event we then went out to have lunch.
The right time to talk and know each other better.
She then said. “You girlfriend is lucky to have a
guy with so much depth. I am sure she
appreciates you.”
I then said to her. “You mean my ex, she never
valued poetry. Beside she hurt me pretty bad, and
since then it’s been hard for me to love again. I
rather make friends than love, till I am sureI must
have healed from the scars she left me.”
She looked so sorry for me and asked me. “What
happened? What did she do?”
I then said. “I dated her since 200 level, for 5
years we were together. And on the fifth year, she
married a guy from her state. I never knew her
plans, she kept it from me. She played so good.
All the sacrifices we made together, to her was
unworthy.” I wore a distraughtful look and made
it feel so real.
She then held me by my right arm and said. “Its
okay, Tunji. I know exactly how you feel. You
need to find happiness again. Alhtough she never
valued you, but they are other ladies out there
who will value and appreciate you. You are a
good guy Tunji. Cheer up”
We talked for hours and we shared our
experiences. I did my part well and she was so
much into me. After about 2 hours she dropped
me to take a taxi and we parted.
On Tuesday, I got there a bit late on purpose and
to my surprise, Nike saved a seat for me. I was
so happy. We listened to poetry, music and had
grilled chicken and chips. It was time to go so I
saw her off to her car. I knew at that point it was
ripe for a first kiss, but I kept it for another day.
Instead I gave her a warm hug, wet my lips and
placed it gently on her neck and unleashed a
subtle peck right there on her neck. In response
she embraced me tight. I knew I must have made
her wet a little. She then said. ‘I guess we will
see on Saturday right?”
I replied. “Yes definitely, Poetry club..”
She said. “Poetry club. And remember, you owe
me a poem every night.”
I smiled at her and said. “Yes I do, with all my
heart, I will serve you with poems till you have
had enough.” As I took a bow.
She giggled and we parted ways. |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:35am On Aug 30, 2015 |
I made sure I sent her poems every night. This
time around the poems were more deeper and
begged the question of loving again. She loved
them and responded, laying hopes that love is a
natural cause and we as natural beings needed
love to live and endure. I knew I had her where I
wanted. I then waited patiently for Saturday.
On Saturday, as we arrived at the poetry club, we
took the back seat. Like we knew we needed
some privacy. As the poetry was going on, I said
to her. “This friendship is the happiest thing
happening to me.”
She then said. “Aww.. You are so sweet. Wait
you got something in your eye.” As she touched
me on my face.
Her palm was so soft and tender, so I held her by
her hand and said to her. “Your hands are soft,
they smell nice too. Just like chocolate.” As I
kissed her finger deeply.
She then grabbed me by my head drew me closer.
And alas!!Our first kiss. It lasted for about 3 mins,
only interrupted by the audience at the poetry
club as they were clapping at us. We stopped
immediately and ran out.
We then had lunch. And we made it official we
were dating. She told me she’d love to get
married in 6 months time, that she’s planing to
relocate back to America and she would love to
raise her family there. I felt I had hit a jackpot,
was so excited that my life would take a very big
turn. She begged me to come see her family
which I did.
Her family resided in a mansion at Lekki.
Everyone knew my name, I was so surprised. The
Dad liked me and we did grilled chicken at the
front yard. The brothers took me to their rooms
and we played video games. I had fun that day.
Everything happened so suddenly and I was rest
assured my destiny was bound to shine.
I was home deleting as many girl contacts as I
could. I wanted to offload some unnecessary
weight off my chest. I noticed there was this
contact I never saved her number via whatsapp.
It was a foreign number and she had sent me
several messages which I never replied. So I felt I
could just play one fast game. So I sent her a
reply and in some minutes she responded. She
changed her profile pics, to a more sexy one, I
was attracted to her and we maintained a very
sexy conversation.I even skyped with her and
sometimes she’d wear just bra and panties. One
day, she said she was feeling kinky that she
wanted to handle herself till she climaxed. I
suggested we skyped but she said she couldn’t.
She then begged me to send her pictures of my
dick. I wanted to refuse, but she had sent me
numerous pictures of herself, so I felt obliged to
return the favor. She then said she wanted us to
masturbate together and we exchange pictures of
our climax, it was massive. I did exactly what she
wanted. I felt I had nothing to loose. |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:36am On Aug 30, 2015 |
So one Saturday I went to see Nike at her home.
The gate-man opened the gate and as I went into
the compound I saw the mom and she asked me.
“Is everything alright with you and Nike.”
I said to her. “Yes we are good.”
She then said. “Nike is in a room, you should find
out what’s wrong, she’s not happy.”
I went straight up to her room and as I was
about to hug her she said. “Don’t come near me
Tunji.”
I paused, looking very surprised.
She then asked me. “Who is Zanaib?”
I told her. “I don’t know who you are talking
about.”
She then showed me a pics of her. It was the
same chic I was chatting with sexually. I knew I
was done for.
I said to Nike. “Please…Please, Let me explain….”
She screamed out. “Explain what!!” as she
reached out for some printed papers and
stretched it towards me. “Explain this”
It was the pictures of my dick and others. I was
helpless, I knelt down and was in tears begging
her. She said. “If you don’t leave here in the next
5 minutes, I will call the police to arrest you.”
I knew she wasn’t joking. I stood up and found
my way out. Guess who I saw in the compound?
It was Funmi. She was laughing and she said. “I
knew it, I knew you were a player. Good for
nothing gold digger.”I knew I was set up by her,
she never liked me, she was probably jealous. I
left Nike’s home and I got back to my home. I
was just about to clinch the, but my sins robbed
me in broad daylight.
Guys abstain from lusts, you never can tell how
deep it can eat into. Never share unclad pics to
anyone. You don’t know who might use it against
you. |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:38am On Aug 30, 2015 |
Viewing this topic: FuhckYhu , Dajugba, sweetboiy ( m), Demy2015 , hauwawu ( f), 175( m ), MizMyColi ( f ) and 3 guest(s) See as dem tanda dey rush the full dosage of story! lol |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by MizMyColi(f): 10:41am On Aug 30, 2015 |
175: I'm glad you admit it's a story. I was going to point that out. Who doesn't like reading a good story, especially one with morals one can learn from |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by Nobody: 10:42am On Aug 30, 2015 |
MizMyColi: |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 10:46am On Aug 30, 2015 |
MizMyColi: Yea! And that was my main reasons of sharing it here! Happy Sunday. . . 2 Likes |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by RussianRoulette: 10:58am On Aug 30, 2015 |
Lemme register my presence,hope dis thread is worth it |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by JeffreyJamez(m): 11:14am On Aug 30, 2015 |
If I ever have a gf like Nike... my life don set be that... but then again, I don't like poetry.. soooo..... bleh! |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by Dajugba: 11:15am On Aug 30, 2015 |
175: lol... You caught me right. Happy Sunday! And a bless day to you. Wow, nice write up! Kudos and a wonderful message you tend to have taught those who are involved in sexual chatting and masturbating. Well I'm not into such. What I only learnt from your story is not to be a player rather, which I'm so proud of my self that I don't play games. I'm a man of; one man one babe or rather, one man one woman. Just as your write up, I do prefer making friends till I could fill some blank space in my heart. Do have a wonderful day! But were you in church today? 4 Likes |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by SUGARBEE(f): 11:38am On Aug 30, 2015 |
I surely learnt something here.. [size=15pt]#SUGARBEE[/size] |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 12:02pm On Aug 30, 2015 |
Dajugba:. . For the records. . . √The story is not mine √ Copied it from Only1jude Blog √Shared it because of the moral instructions guys could learn from it √ Guy, I didn't go to church ooo √ Happy Sunday to you too! . . Thank You! . . Regards, 175, GCON CPS to Barcanista, GCFR. |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by 175(m): 1:10pm On Aug 30, 2015 |
SUGARBEE:I'm glad you did! Same with me though! |
Re: Guys Please Learn From This: My Love Story by Nobody: 6:01pm On Aug 30, 2015 |
175: Hmmmmmm,sorry u learnt your lesson in a hard way |
(1) (Reply)
U Dnt Knw How 2 B Romantic,u Only Knw D Way Dt Leads 2 My Pants Bae Lashes Out / Do Ex Broke Guys Truly Never Forget The Girl That Stood By Them? / Become Bigger, Stronger and Harder In The Inner Room
(Go Up)
Sections: politics (1) business autos (1) jobs (1) career education (1) romance computers phones travel sports fashion health religion celebs tv-movies music-radio literature webmasters programming techmarket Links: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) Nairaland - Copyright © 2005 - 2024 Oluwaseun Osewa. All rights reserved. See How To Advertise. 68 |