I've never dated a married man knowingly. Why? I feel it's wrong. But have I fallen in love with someone taken? Yes, twice.

The first one was after secondary school. I attended this preparatory class for University, and that's where I saw him.

This man was nothing like men I'll crush on a normal day. In secondary school, I had crushed only on tall fair guys. But this guy was dark (not too dark) and average height. Why did I fall in love?

The way he taught literature made me imagine him reading the poem, "To His Coy Mistress" to just me. I never missed his class.

I managed to get his number, and I started calling him. I'll call, and immediately he says hello, I'll cut. His voice was like my daily dose of sanity. When he calls back, I won't pick.

There was one time a popular musician died, I called him and said, "so so person is dead." Then I cut the call. Thinking back, I realized I was a freak!

One day he gave us an assignment to write two poems. I put my soul into those poems.

The day he finally asked for the poems, I was the only one who wrote them. I finally got his attention. He was just shouting wow wow wow, like an ambulance after reading the poems.

Then we got talking. I let him know I was the one who has been calling him. He was shocked. "So, it was you." He said. He was speechless. Anyway, that was the last day of the lesson, so that's where the story ended. I got the attention I wanted.

Second

The other man was a military officer that had given me a lift in the barracks. He was somehow young too. Got married the previous year. He later called, told his marital status, and asked if I could be his mistress.

I told him outrightly that I don't have the calling to be a mistress. He sounded disappointed and cut the call. Then he called back again, and said, "At least we can be friends." I said no problem.

If you've ever had a Leo male as a friend, you'll know these guys don't sit down one place. They like hanging out, and they must drink and smoke. This one doesn't smoke.

I liked hanging out with him, he was funny. We would talk and gist about everything. And then I got to drink different wine, Bailey, and Smirnoff. I'll never outdo myself.

Now being a military man, a Group Captain at that time, he had this air of superiority. But being the kind of person I was who will look anyone eyeball to eyeball when talking, I was never intimidated, and he liked me for it. You see, his wife was faraway and he needed company.

He invited me to his house one day. When I got there, I saw him outside his house talking with a postman.

He wore a singlet and joggers, exposing his muscles. He was tall, fair, had muscle, both on the arms and legs ( not like all these boys that will gym only their upper region and their legs will be looking like toothpicks). In my mind, I said his wife is lucky o.

He served me watermelon and red wine. I finished eating. I asked where his kitchen was, and he pointed it. I dropped the plates in the sink and came back.

After gisting, he dropped me home as usual. I noticed he didn't call for a day. He always called to check on me. I called him, he wasn't picking. Called him continuously, no response. Ok o. Then after a week, he finally called, asked me to come over. I did.

When I got to the house, he took me to the kitchen and asked, "So you came the last time, I served you, and you went and dropped the plates for me to wash, knowing that I don't have a woman in the house." That's when I realized my fvck up. "I'm sorry, " I said, "It completely skipped my mind".

He was like no problem, "Just pointing it out to you because someone else might not." And then, he wanted to assume that the solemn position of someone who just gave advice. I changed it for him o.

With my hands akimbo, I asked, " So this is why you didn't call me? Like seriously? Something you would have just said and we'll sort out?"

He then turned his face away, smiling shyly. Wait... Is he shy? I asked myself. So this hard man can be shy? That moment melted my heart. He was like, leave me joor, and left to the sitting room.

We hang out a few more times. One time, he asked me, am I ugly, or is it I'm not your type. The next time, he called me a lesbian. I laughed loud and long. I get him though. How can he have all he had and I still maintained my stance?

He later got posted to Abuja and wanted me to visit him there. But nope, not possible. I can't take that risk abeg. I'm more comfortable in my environment.

But in all the time we hanged out, never for once did he behave inappropriately with me. Very respectful man.

My love was one of respect and admiration, not lustful feelings.

Have you ever fallen in love with a married man or woman? Let's hear your stories.

I hear

No sex

I no beleive am

No and I will never! Find ur own love and enjoy it while it lasts.

Tomtomy98:
I hear

No sex

I no beleive am

she no wan cast am

Lies lies and more lies

Stay away from married men/women. Once you a woman/man shares a roof with each other, their spirits are tied together
If you are dating one of the spouse, and your own spirit isn't strong enough, you start having bad experiences

Tomtomy98:
I hear

No sex

I no beleive am

She no go put that one Na. Me and you know very well say them sex well

so you and the military man no knack? u don see mugu (in d'banj's voice)

Home breakers dem

Yes Let me wait for others, i would be back

pliz who has chair

I haven't seen my self falling for any, not even peoples girlfriends, once I notice you're taken, I escape.
I have had a lot of married women fall madly for me, calling me odd hours, begging to visit them, hmmm me that hasn't find my purpose in life, my dear.... I just find a way to blank them oo without hurting them.
I no want story that touches

Nope. There's nothing attractive about a married man. That's a rule I never break knowingly.

Nooil:
I've never dated a married man knowingly. Why? I feel it's wrong. But have I fallen in love with someone taken? Yes, twice.

The first one was after secondary school. I attended this preparatory class for University, and that's where I saw him.

This man was nothing like men I'll crush on a normal day. In secondary school, I had crushed only on tall fair guys. But this guy was dark (not too dark) and average height. Why did I fall in love?

The way he taught literature made me imagine him reading the poem, "To His Coy Mistress" to just me. I never missed his class.

I managed to get his number, and I started calling him. I'll call, and immediately he says hello, I'll cut. His voice was like my daily dose of sanity. When he calls back, I won't pick.

There was one time a popular musician died, I called him and said, "so so person is dead." Then I cut the call. Thinking back, I realized I was a freak!

One day he gave us an assignment to write two poems. I put my soul into those poems.

The day he finally asked for the poems, I was the only one who wrote them. I finally got his attention. He was just shouting wow wow wow, like an ambulance after reading the poems.

Then we got talking. I let him know I was the one who has been calling him. He was shocked. "So, it was you." He said. He was speechless. Anyway, that was the last day of the lesson, so that's where the story ended. I got the attention I wanted.

Second

The other man was a military officer that had given me a lift in the barracks. He was somehow young too. Got married the previous year. He later called, told his marital status, and asked if I could be his mistress.

I told him outrightly that I don't have the calling to be a mistress. He sounded disappointed and cut the call. Then he called back again, and said, "At least we can be friends." I said no problem.

If you've ever had a Leo male as a friend, you'll know these guys don't sit down one place. They like hanging out, and they must drink and smoke. This one doesn't smoke.

I liked hanging out with him, he was funny. We would talk and gist about everything. And then I got to drink different wine, Bailey, and Smirnoff. I'll never outdo myself.

Now being a military man, a Group Captain at that time, he had this air of superiority. But being the kind of person I was who will look anyone eyeball to eyeball when talking, I was never intimidated, and he liked me for it. You see, his wife was faraway and he needed company.

He invited me to his house one day. When I got there, I saw him outside his house talking with a postman.

He wore a singlet and joggers, exposing his muscles. He was tall, fair, had muscle, both on the arms and legs ( not like all these boys that will gym only their upper region and their legs will be looking like toothpicks). In my mind, I said his wife is lucky o.

He served me watermelon and red wine. I finished eating. I asked where his kitchen was, and he pointed it. I dropped the plates in the sink and came back.

After gisting, he dropped me home as usual. I noticed he didn't call for a day. He always called to check on me. I called him, he wasn't picking. Called him continuously, no response. Ok o. Then after a week, he finally called, asked me to come over. I did.

When I got to the house, he took me to the kitchen and asked, "So you came the last time, I served you, and you went and dropped the plates for me to wash, knowing that I don't have a woman in the house." That's when I realized my fvck up. "I'm sorry, " I said, "It completely skipped my mind".

He was like no problem, "Just pointing it out to you because someone else might not." And then, he wanted to assume that the solemn position of someone who just gave advice. I changed it for him o.

With my hands akimbo, I asked, " So this is why you didn't call me? Like seriously? Something you would have just said and we'll sort out?"

He then turned his face away, smiling shyly. Wait... Is he shy? I asked myself. So this hard man can be shy? That moment melted my heart. He was like, leave me joor, and left to the sitting room.

We hang out a few more times. One time, he asked me, am I ugly, or is it I'm not your type. The next time, he called me a lesbian. I laughed loud and long. I get him though. How can he have all he had and I still maintained my stance?

He later got posted to Abuja and wanted me to visit him there. But nope, not possible. I can't take that risk abeg. I'm more comfortable in my environment.

But in all the time we hanged out, never for once did he behave inappropriately with me. Very respectful man.

My love was one of respect and admiration, not lustful feelings.

Have you ever fallen in love with a married man or woman? Let's hear your stories.

I thought Lia Mohammed is an expert in lying but today I have seen someone better than him in the business.

Nooil:
I've never dated a married man knowingly. Why? I feel it's wrong. But have I fallen in love with someone taken? Yes, twice.

The first one was after secondary school. I attended this preparatory class for University, and that's where I saw him.

This man was nothing like men I'll crush on a normal day. In secondary school, I had crushed only on tall fair guys. But this guy was dark (not too dark) and average height. Why did I fall in love?

The way he taught literature made me imagine him reading the poem, "To His Coy Mistress" to just me. I never missed his class.

I managed to get his number, and I started calling him. I'll call, and immediately he says hello, I'll cut. His voice was like my daily dose of sanity. When he calls back, I won't pick.

There was one time a popular musician died, I called him and said, "so so person is dead." Then I cut the call. Thinking back, I realized I was a freak!

One day he gave us an assignment to write two poems. I put my soul into those poems.

The day he finally asked for the poems, I was the only one who wrote them. I finally got his attention. He was just shouting wow wow wow, like an ambulance after reading the poems.

Then we got talking. I let him know I was the one who has been calling him. He was shocked. "So, it was you." He said. He was speechless. Anyway, that was the last day of the lesson, so that's where the story ended. I got the attention I wanted.

Second

The other man was a military officer that had given me a lift in the barracks. He was somehow young too. Got married the previous year. He later called, told his marital status, and asked if I could be his mistress.

I told him outrightly that I don't have the calling to be a mistress. He sounded disappointed and cut the call. Then he called back again, and said, "At least we can be friends." I said no problem.

If you've ever had a Leo male as a friend, you'll know these guys don't sit down one place. They like hanging out, and they must drink and smoke. This one doesn't smoke.

I liked hanging out with him, he was funny. We would talk and gist about everything. And then I got to drink different wine, Bailey, and Smirnoff. I'll never outdo myself.

Now being a military man, a Group Captain at that time, he had this air of superiority. But being the kind of person I was who will look anyone eyeball to eyeball when talking, I was never intimidated, and he liked me for it. You see, his wife was faraway and he needed company.

He invited me to his house one day. When I got there, I saw him outside his house talking with a postman.

He wore a singlet and joggers, exposing his muscles. He was tall, fair, had muscle, both on the arms and legs ( not like all these boys that will gym only their upper region and their legs will be looking like toothpicks). In my mind, I said his wife is lucky o.

He served me watermelon and red wine. I finished eating. I asked where his kitchen was, and he pointed it. I dropped the plates in the sink and came back.

After gisting, he dropped me home as usual. I noticed he didn't call for a day. He always called to check on me. I called him, he wasn't picking. Called him continuously, no response. Ok o. Then after a week, he finally called, asked me to come over. I did.

When I got to the house, he took me to the kitchen and asked, "So you came the last time, I served you, and you went and dropped the plates for me to wash, knowing that I don't have a woman in the house." That's when I realized my fvck up. "I'm sorry, " I said, "It completely skipped my mind".

He was like no problem, "Just pointing it out to you because someone else might not." And then, he wanted to assume that the solemn position of someone who just gave advice. I changed it for him o.

With my hands akimbo, I asked, " So this is why you didn't call me? Like seriously? Something you would have just said and we'll sort out?"

He then turned his face away, smiling shyly. Wait... Is he shy? I asked myself. So this hard man can be shy? That moment melted my heart. He was like, leave me joor, and left to the sitting room.

We hang out a few more times. One time, he asked me, am I ugly, or is it I'm not your type. The next time, he called me a lesbian. I laughed loud and long. I get him though. How can he have all he had and I still maintained my stance?

He later got posted to Abuja and wanted me to visit him there. But nope, not possible. I can't take that risk abeg. I'm more comfortable in my environment.

But in all the time we hanged out, never for once did he behave inappropriately with me. Very respectful man.

My love was one of respect and admiration, not lustful feelings.

Have you ever fallen in love with a married man or woman? Let's hear your stories.

First story- typical teenage infatuation, not love
Second story- Fondness, respect and admiration, not love.

Nope but I was once in love with a Rev Sister. We dated for a few years but she didn't know it.

Ishilove:

First story- typical teenage infatuation, not love
Second story- Fondness, respect and admiration, not love.

Please define love

Nooil:
I've never dated a married man knowingly. Why? I feel it's wrong. But have I fallen in love with someone taken? Yes, twice.

The first one was after secondary school. I attended this preparatory class for University, and that's where I saw him.

This man was nothing like men I'll crush on a normal day. In secondary school, I had crushed only on tall fair guys. But this guy was dark (not too dark) and average height. Why did I fall in love?

The way he taught literature made me imagine him reading the poem, "To His Coy Mistress" to just me. I never missed his class.

I managed to get his number, and I started calling him. I'll call, and immediately he says hello, I'll cut. His voice was like my daily dose of sanity. When he calls back, I won't pick.

There was one time a popular musician died, I called him and said, "so so person is dead." Then I cut the call. Thinking back, I realized I was a freak!

One day he gave us an assignment to write two poems. I put my soul into those poems.

The day he finally asked for the poems, I was the only one who wrote them. I finally got his attention. He was just shouting wow wow wow, like an ambulance after reading the poems.

Then we got talking. I let him know I was the one who has been calling him. He was shocked. "So, it was you." He said. He was speechless. Anyway, that was the last day of the lesson, so that's where the story ended. I got the attention I wanted.

Second

The other man was a military officer that had given me a lift in the barracks. He was somehow young too. Got married the previous year. He later called, told his marital status, and asked if I could be his mistress.

I told him outrightly that I don't have the calling to be a mistress. He sounded disappointed and cut the call. Then he called back again, and said, "At least we can be friends." I said no problem.

If you've ever had a Leo male as a friend, you'll know these guys don't sit down one place. They like hanging out, and they must drink and smoke. This one doesn't smoke.

I liked hanging out with him, he was funny. We would talk and gist about everything. And then I got to drink different wine, Bailey, and Smirnoff. I'll never outdo myself.

Now being a military man, a Group Captain at that time, he had this air of superiority. But being the kind of person I was who will look anyone eyeball to eyeball when talking, I was never intimidated, and he liked me for it. You see, his wife was faraway and he needed company.

He invited me to his house one day. When I got there, I saw him outside his house talking with a postman.

He wore a singlet and joggers, exposing his muscles. He was tall, fair, had muscle, both on the arms and legs ( not like all these boys that will gym only their upper region and their legs will be looking like toothpicks). In my mind, I said his wife is lucky o.

He served me watermelon and red wine. I finished eating. I asked where his kitchen was, and he pointed it. I dropped the plates in the sink and came back.

After gisting, he dropped me home as usual. I noticed he didn't call for a day. He always called to check on me. I called him, he wasn't picking. Called him continuously, no response. Ok o. Then after a week, he finally called, asked me to come over. I did.

When I got to the house, he took me to the kitchen and asked, "So you came the last time, I served you, and you went and dropped the plates for me to wash, knowing that I don't have a woman in the house." That's when I realized my fvck up. "I'm sorry, " I said, "It completely skipped my mind".

He was like no problem, "Just pointing it out to you because someone else might not." And then, he wanted to assume that the solemn position of someone who just gave advice. I changed it for him o.

With my hands akimbo, I asked, " So this is why you didn't call me? Like seriously? Something you would have just said and we'll sort out?"

He then turned his face away, smiling shyly. Wait... Is he shy? I asked myself. So this hard man can be shy? That moment melted my heart. He was like, leave me joor, and left to the sitting room.

We hang out a few more times. One time, he asked me, am I ugly, or is it I'm not your type. The next time, he called me a lesbian. I laughed loud and long. I get him though. How can he have all he had and I still maintained my stance?

He later got posted to Abuja and wanted me to visit him there. But nope, not possible. I can't take that risk abeg. I'm more comfortable in my environment.

But in all the time we hanged out, never for once did he behave inappropriately with me. Very respectful man.

My love was one of respect and admiration, not lustful feelings.

Have you ever fallen in love with a married man or woman? Let's hear your stories.

If your husband spends time and hangs out with a single girl like this in the name of company, will you like it?

OP just con give us soured zobo.. Military men wey like any under skirt, how you go say e no knack you Anyway, na ona way be that. Ona no like to talk true.

Romangalactic:

If your husband spends time and hangs out with a single girl like this in the name of company, will you like it?

We didn't hang out alone. That is why I made reference to the Leo male. If you've ever had one as a friend, you'll understand me.

And I read all through this epistle with the hope of reaching that point

Nooil:

We didn't not hang out alone. That is why I made reference to the Leo male. If you've ever had one as a friend, you'll understand me.

So it's a no then, you won't like it. Okay

He invited me to his house one day. When I got there, I saw him outside his house talking with a postman.

He wore a singlet and joggers, exposing his muscles. He was tall, fair, had muscle, both on the arms and legs ( not like all these boys that will gym only their upper region and their legs will be looking like toothpicks). In my mind, I said his wife is lucky o.

He served me watermelon and red wine. I finished eating. I asked where his kitchen was, and he pointed it. I dropped the plates in the sink and came back.

After gisting, he dropped me home as usual. I noticed he didn't call for a day. He always called to check on me. I called him, he wasn't picking. Called him continuously, no response. Ok o. Then after a week, he finally called, asked me to come over. I did.

When I got to the house, he took me to the kitchen and asked, "So you came the last time, I served you, and you went and dropped the plates for me to wash, knowing that I don't have a woman in the house." That's when I realized my fvck up. "I'm sorry, " I said, "It completely skipped my mind".

He was like no problem, "Just pointing it out to you because someone else might not." And then, he wanted to assume that the solemn position of someone who just gave advice. I changed it for him o.

With my hands akimbo, I asked, " So this is why you didn't call me? Like seriously? Something you would have just said and we'll sort out?"

He then turned his face away, smiling shyly. Wait... Is he shy? I asked myself. So this hard man can be shy? That moment melted my heart. He was like, leave me joor, and left to the sitting room.

Was there someone else INSIDE his house with both of you on these two occasions?

Romangalactic:

So it's a no then, you won't like it. Okay



Was there someone else INSIDE his house with both of you on these two occasions?

Of course. He had his brother-in-law and brother staying with him. We've all hanged out on various occasions. See, this friendship was not a do in the secret one. It was open. I told my Reverend in the military church I was attending then about him. They were in the same Airforce, but he had a higher rank. Don't worry, I'll write a story on Sunday, it will give you a bit of insight into this man. I know you love reading my stories.

Nooil:


Of course. He had his brother-in-law and brother staying with him. We've all hanged out on various occasions. See, this friendship was not a do in the secret one. It was open. I told my Reverend in the military church I was attending then about him. They were in the same Airforce, but he had a higher rank. Don't worry, I'll write a story on Sunday, it will give you a bit of insight into this man. I know you love reading my stories.

Okay

Nooil:
I've never dated a married man knowingly. Why? I feel it's wrong. But have I fallen in love with someone taken? Yes, twice.

The first one was after secondary school. I attended this preparatory class for University, and that's where I saw him.

This man was nothing like men I'll crush on a normal day. In secondary school, I had crushed only on tall fair guys. But this guy was dark (not too dark) and average height. Why did I fall in love?

The way he taught literature made me imagine him reading the poem, "To His Coy Mistress" to just me. I never missed his class.

I managed to get his number, and I started calling him. I'll call, and immediately he says hello, I'll cut. His voice was like my daily dose of sanity. When he calls back, I won't pick.

There was one time a popular musician died, I called him and said, "so so person is dead." Then I cut the call. Thinking back, I realized I was a freak!

One day he gave us an assignment to write two poems. I put my soul into those poems.

The day he finally asked for the poems, I was the only one who wrote them. I finally got his attention. He was just shouting wow wow wow, like an ambulance after reading the poems.

Then we got talking. I let him know I was the one who has been calling him. He was shocked. "So, it was you." He said. He was speechless. Anyway, that was the last day of the lesson, so that's where the story ended. I got the attention I wanted.

Second

The other man was a military officer that had given me a lift in the barracks. He was somehow young too. Got married the previous year. He later called, told his marital status, and asked if I could be his mistress.

I told him outrightly that I don't have the calling to be a mistress. He sounded disappointed and cut the call. Then he called back again, and said, "At least we can be friends." I said no problem.

If you've ever had a Leo male as a friend, you'll know these guys don't sit down one place. They like hanging out, and they must drink and smoke. This one doesn't smoke.

I liked hanging out with him, he was funny. We would talk and gist about everything. And then I got to drink different wine, Bailey, and Smirnoff. I'll never outdo myself.

Now being a military man, a Group Captain at that time, he had this air of superiority. But being the kind of person I was who will look anyone eyeball to eyeball when talking, I was never intimidated, and he liked me for it. You see, his wife was faraway and he needed company.

He invited me to his house one day. When I got there, I saw him outside his house talking with a postman.

He wore a singlet and joggers, exposing his muscles. He was tall, fair, had muscle, both on the arms and legs ( not like all these boys that will gym only their upper region and their legs will be looking like toothpicks). In my mind, I said his wife is lucky o.

He served me watermelon and red wine. I finished eating. I asked where his kitchen was, and he pointed it. I dropped the plates in the sink and came back.

After gisting, he dropped me home as usual. I noticed he didn't call for a day. He always called to check on me. I called him, he wasn't picking. Called him continuously, no response. Ok o. Then after a week, he finally called, asked me to come over. I did.

When I got to the house, he took me to the kitchen and asked, "So you came the last time, I served you, and you went and dropped the plates for me to wash, knowing that I don't have a woman in the house." That's when I realized my fvck up. "I'm sorry, " I said, "It completely skipped my mind".

He was like no problem, "Just pointing it out to you because someone else might not." And then, he wanted to assume that the solemn position of someone who just gave advice. I changed it for him o.

With my hands akimbo, I asked, " So this is why you didn't call me? Like seriously? Something you would have just said and we'll sort out?"

He then turned his face away, smiling shyly. Wait... Is he shy? I asked myself. So this hard man can be shy? That moment melted my heart. He was like, leave me joor, and left to the sitting room.

We hang out a few more times. One time, he asked me, am I ugly, or is it I'm not your type. The next time, he called me a lesbian. I laughed loud and long. I get him though. How can he have all he had and I still maintained my stance?

He later got posted to Abuja and wanted me to visit him there. But nope, not possible. I can't take that risk abeg. I'm more comfortable in my environment.

But in all the time we hanged out, never for once did he behave inappropriately with me. Very respectful man.

My love was one of respect and admiration, not lustful feelings.

Have you ever fallen in love with a married man or woman? Let's hear your stories.

Why tou edit the banging part. Story

SweetCunt97:
Nope. There's nothing attractive about a married man. That's a rule I never break knowingly.

Wait till you meet me.

Tales and fantasies of a sex starved young woman.

Babaibejii:


Wait till you meet me.

Baba ibeji what exactly can you offer me apart from money

I respect relationships a lot even when people involved don't. Once I find out a guy I have soft spot for is with or has interest in another lady, I draw back and deal with whatever feelings.

Now speaking of married man, I've never been attracted to one before and I hate the idea of any getting attracted to me.

BLUELemon:
Stay away from married men/women. Once you a woman/man shares a roof with each other, their spirits are tied together
If you are dating one of the spouse, and your own spirit isn't strong enough, you start having bad experiences

yimu