My name is Dayo. I’m a typical Nigerian guy and I cherish my Fridays a lot; I get to hang out with the sickest guys every Friday night and secondly, It’s another escape from my nagging and boring wife. I get confused sometimes on whether she’s my mother or my wife. Don’t get it twisted; I love her pieces. It just gets complicated; like I wish we never got married…marriage has turned her into something that doesn’t amuse me. I wish she was still the adventurous, charming, high spirited lady I dated for five years.

A lot of people say its unethical for married guys to be found in a club, but I wish everyone won’t be too quick to judge and understand that people look for fun to run away from their problems; they just want to breathe, like me.

I forgot to say that I work in Guarantee Trust Bank along Lekki, I love my job and my job loves me, maybe its because I’m the senior banking officer. Lol. This particular morning, a lady breezed into my office. My heart raced faster because I had not sighted anything this beautiful in a long while. She wasn’t the typical slender Barbie, in fact, she was a bit chubby but her smile, cuteness and…I was tripped.

“Hi Good morning! Your ATM has swallowed my card!” She laughed, unlike a typical customer that would ram you.

I just tried to form Boss laughter…

“Good morning, You know what? I’d personally make sure they get it out for you, but not today. Can you wait till Monday?” I smiled

“GTB shaaa! OK, can I just drop my number so you could call me up or just text when its ready so I don’t come twice? Please? My name is Nancy” She blinked her eyes in a funny way.

“Sure” I smiled

We exchanged numbers. What a lucky Friday!

So it was 10:00pm and I headed to the club…as usual my friends were chilling for me. My wife had called a couple of times, I just ignored it. She knows I’m never home Friday nights.

“Look at you!” I heard someone say. I raised my head and it was the ATM lady-Nancy.

“Wow, look at you too!” I was surprised to see her but I was happy I didn’t have to wait till Monday to see her again.

“Happy Friday!” She screamed because of the noise, “Wanna dance?”

I didn’t even have the chance to answer, she already pulled me to dance floor. I really suck at dancing but she helped me; she was a great dancer! I had fun! At some point we decided to go to a private area and we talked, ranging from work, business to personal life. I tried to hide my ring as much as possible, I certainly didn’t want this to end now.

“You are a really wonderful lady. You are so interesting…any guy would want to be with you all day” I said.

“I wasn’t always like this but I have learned the hard way that life is just too short to be sad” she sang

Then her phone rang…

“Hey baby! Yeah I’m at the private lounge, I’d like you to meet someone…alright boo” she talked excitedly as usual.

I was in shock until this tall handsome man walks up to her and kisses her.

“You were late. Meet Dayo; I met him this morning, he’s helping with your ATM I told you got swallowed and Dayo this is my B to the O-O,” she laughed “Meet my husband Kolade, we only come here to dance every fortnight Friday; away from work, stress and kids.”

“Wow, a pleasure” I managed to shake him

Then she stood now excitedly holding her husband’s arms.

“Why don’t we invite Dayo for Mimi’s 16th birthday tomorrow?” Her husband said

They have kids too? How long have they been married and they look like a couple just dating!

“Silly me, please come for my second daughter’s 16th tomorrow. It would be an honor” She brought out an I.V from her purse.

I began to feel so ashamed of myself…this was another guy like me, getting it right with one woman.

I collected the I.V and promised to be there.

“See you tomorrow! Have you had something to eat Kolade?” she talked and dragged her husband along.

They left and I kept staring at the thin air like I had seen a ghost. They come just to dance together every fortnight Fridays? Why didn’t I think of that! Temi loves to dance…she also likes long walks, she loves to talk…she loves jazz music, there’s this vivid picture I have of me putting her hand on my chest when we danced at a jazz club on our first year anniversary…I found myself typing all the things I knew Temi loved to do on my I pad and I realized I had denied her of all…I had made her the old woman she acts.

What the h3ll was I doing here! I didn’t even tell my friends goodbye, I walked out of the club into my Jaguar. Temi’s call came through and I picked at first ring.

“Temi?” My heart raced

“I know you are not coming home…”

“I am, stay up so we can gist. Been a while” I decided to do everything on that list and to even add many more for the rest of my lifetime with her.

“Are you alright?” She was shocked I suppose

“And I’d like us to go for a birthday party tomorrow. I want you to meet this amazing couple”

“You sound different Dayo”

“Maybe I’m different”

“Don’t say it! don’t say it! when you come we will gist very well” she laughed

She laughed!!! In just that laughter that I hadn’t heard in a while, she sounded like the lady I married six years ago…

Dear reader,

I wrote this natural piece just to remind us that creating memorable moments with our partner matters. Do you know that little things are the sweetest things? Just creating time to gist and laugh with your partner, having a day in the week that’s exclusively for you both-No friends or kids allowed.

Lady, when last have you told your partner he is so darn hot? Guy! When last have you told your lady she is the sweetest thing? When last have you whispered ‘Thank you’? When last have you been quick to say ‘I’m sorry’?

Do you even have a clue on what your partner loves to do?

When you ignore little things, they are the little pieces of rocks that build up to become a mountain you can’t easily break down.

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God bless that lady for bringing you back to your senses, most husbands sees their wives as second hand after marriage/kids, when they are the one responsible for the flat bwest, double belly lines.


maturity, understanding i say for the other man who takes his wife out for fun once a while


thank God for who i have.

Alright

I smell fp

Read this piece twice, back to back lemme borrow small trend

First, romance can be found or practised anywhere, including your kitchen....it doesn't have to be a club where a so called married man can gaze effortlessly at career prostitutes and strippers. The banker is just a wayward guy who wants to hit on another woman. The shortsighted activity when his wife called is but for a while...lol

I don't have anything to say about a married woman dancing with another man he barely knows in a club, but hey! if that's how you folks play out your romantic life, who am I to say NO?

As for the baby BOO, the father of romance Why am I getting the feeling that he's equally a father of all players?

Nothing to learn here jare, at least not from philandering strippers and a confused banker

Acidosis:
First, romance can be found or practised anywhere, including your kitchen....it doesn't have to be a club where a so called married man can gaze effortlessly at career prostitutes and strippers. The banker is just a wayward guy who wants to hit on another woman. The shortsighted activity when his wife called is but for a while...lol

I don't have anything to say about a married woman dancing with another man he barely knows in a club, but hey! if that's how you folks play out your romantic life, who am I to say NO?

As for the baby BOO, the father of romance Why am I getting the feeling that he's equally a father of all players?

Nothing to learn here jare, at least not from philandering strippers and a confused banker

Typical Nigerian . . . . Hypocritical, uptight and downright judgmental . . . . . But hey, what else is new?

Ujoan:


Typical Nigerian . . . . Hypocritical, uptight and downright judgmental . . . . . But hey, what else is new?

ahaahahah your comment is new.... Why the tags?

What lesson should we learn really? The story is trying to promote morality and romance, right?

Awwww!
Estharfabian , comman read this.

Estharfabian:
LoL!



Are You sure it's Worth Reading?
It seems pretty long, mundane and boring to me?

No it's not.
Seems like a true life story and not the fakes people right.
First off, I know that GT branch cuz that's where I got my account reactivated.
Second, I know what it's like to have a nagging woman cuz my mom did that a lot.
Third , most clubbers are mere fun seekers who want to escape the stress and troubles of their ever busy life so I can relate.

So read up cheery doll!

But seriously this is an old story na.

A girl u barely know agreed to dance with u in a club unbeknownst to her husband. And the man came and met you and was cool with it...



But the moral of the story is nice sha.


Ok

men can't stand the sight of other people being happier than they are, ut always takes a stranger to knock some senses into their head






btw, I'm reading this twice in 3 yrs

Nice.... . Meanwhile the secret to successful marriages remain unknown.

sweet. I enjoyed it

Wow, nice.