As narrated to Michael Uchebuaku.
My name is Sandra and I’m 29 years old. A few years ago, I was at a sexy and wild party in Port Harcourt with a group of my friends when I bumped into Chris, a guy I’d had a serious crush on since secondary school but hadn’t seen in years.
We ended up talking for most of the night. But after we’d had a few drinks, he excused himself to go to the bathroom.
When I bumped into him a few minutes later, I suggested that he come home with me. He told me to take some more bottles of beer before we would go home together. At first I refused but he put pressure on me to drink more, and before I knew it I was really drunk.
The next morning, I woke up with the worst hangover I’d ever had, and when I rolled over, I realized that I wasn’t with Chris at all — I had gone home with his twin brother, Mike, whom I didn’t even know.
I was really angry with Chris for playing such a cruel trick on me. I had always known Chris as a joker but this joke was too practical for my liking. Imagine having sex with a complete stranger whom you didn’t even meet before having sex with.
I was shocked after realizing that I had gone to bed with Chris’ twin brother and not Chris himself. But somehow I had to secretly admit to myself that I really enjoyed the one night stand I had had with Mike. He had satisfied me sexually, and that didn’t happen to me often!
When I took a good look at him, I loved his body because he was well built. And I felt that it would really be worth it to have an affair with Mike since I had really enjoyed having sex with him in the first place.
I didn’t want to make the first move by suggesting to Mike that we have a relationship. But I was glad when he confessed to me that he had also enjoyed our night together so much. He apologized for taking advantage of me and asked for my forgiveness.
I told Mike that I had forgiven him although I didn’t like the fact that we hadn’t been introduced to each other and therefore hadn’t even known each other before he went to bed with me.
I was really disappointed in Chris for setting me up with his brother like that, but I didn’t want to make a case out of it because if I did, both of them would have been arrested and probably jailed, because strictly speaking, such an act could be regarded as rape since I hadn’t expressly consented to having sex with Mike before the act.
However, I decided to let that matter rest. I accepted it as my destiny to meet Mike and when he asked me if we could date, I said yes from my heart because I knew that that was what I really wanted.
Mike and I started dating and it was really fun and exciting. I regard those first days of dating Mike as the happiest moments of my life.
Whenever I was alone, I daydreamed of the way Mike made love to me and I just couldn’t get him off my mind. I was like a flower and Mike was like a butterfly. We were stuck together!
I was in love with him. And I couldn’t sleep at night without wishing he was by my side. I would turn and toss dreaming of Mike and wake up still thinking about him. I was crazy in love.
I told Mike about my past. I couldn’t hide my past from him anyway because I thought he deserved to know. I honestly think that when you meet someone new in your life, that special person deserves to know your history, or rather, your story.
You don’t need to tell him/her every single detail but at least you owe it to the new person in your life to tell him/her what you’ve been through in life.
I told Mike that I have been a victim of rape and heartbreak. I told him that when I was 17 a schoolmate forced himself on me. I didn’t know that I was pregnant with his baby because I was still a virgin then.
The guy denied me when he found out that I was pregnant. And after my daughter was born, my mother moved us out of Lagos to Port Harcourt and I lost contact with the father of my daughter.
I told Mike that I was lonely and needed the love of a man in my life, and he agreed to be my man.
That was three years ago. And today, Mike and I are still together. Mike says that he never experienced love at first sight until the day he set his eyes on me.
Whenever I tell him that I fell in love with him because of his sexy body, he smiles and looks so happy. Sometimes he says that I’m just teasing him or flattering him to make his head swell.
But that is the truth. In life, I’ve come to realize that exercise is very important to beauty. Exercise makes a man look good. The truth is that my Mike is hot and sexy and that’s to a significant part because of his well built body.
Here in Nigeria, women are the ones usually expected to maintain their shape, while men are allowed to grow pot bellies, erroneously thinking that it is a sign of wealth or good living. Although some men like fat women, a majority of fat women generally feel bad about their bodies and think that they may actually be unattractive.
I love my man because of the way he exercises and keeps fit and I wish all men were like that. I’m going to marry Mike not only because of his great body, but because I love him from the very depths of my being.