What goes around comes around...

Bless me father for I have sinned, it is now em…em…em….ok, let me see. I think it is now five years since I went to my last confession…


Five what?! Lord have mercy! Anyway, go on…

This is my sin….

Sin  or sins after all these years? Did I hear myself right…?

Father, I have been greedy.

I’m not surprised! You look like a greedy man….

And I have cheated on my wife and ….

What? I knew it!

Now I am so devastated….

You really need God’s mercy but why devastated?



And I don’t know what to do again….


And so? Why are you telling me all these nonsense?

But you see father, it’s none of my fault…

Holy mother of God! Wonders shall never end! See this idiot trying to justify his lustful desires…anyway let me hear him out first, this could be something interesting, you never know...

So continue, whose fault was it then?

You see father, whenever I want to do that type of thing to my wife, I don’t want to call it cheating, I normally call her beforehand to tell her that I might be going somewhere just in case…

You fool! Sorry, God but I am just wondering for how many years this guy must have been doing that type of thing and I’m just curious. Why am I always hearing this type of thing? And how do these guys succeed in lying to their wives without those women not suspecting anything? Does it mean women are so gullible? I wonder…

Father are you listening? OK I was saying I normally do that just to make sure that she won’t smell anything funny. Besides, right from our courtship days, I have noticed that she can be suspicious so as a sharp guy that I am, I just quell her fears and suspicions that way by first and foremost, warning her of my possible accidental absence. Father I know you understand how the game is played?

Understand what? I don’t know what you are saying…. OK, let me say, I have an idea on how funny women could be at times after all I, too, had sisters and even a couple of girlfriends but that was in those good old days…

OK. Let’s say maybe I do understand, after all, I too, had sisters and I still have a couple of friends who are girls…

Oh ho! Father I trust you! You are the man! So that means you will surely understand how this thing works, one way or the other! You this father, you are a guy man o, just look at the way you put it, friends who are girls…

I don’t know what you are trying to imply but please can you continue with your confession? Other people must be waiting in line…

Sorry father. I’ll try to be brief. So like I was saying, I had this misfortune to meet this other woman. She was so hot, I mean, red hot. God is my witness. Just mere looking at her solid and big behind and chest got me standing, if you know what I mean. So naturally I did a quick two and two together and decided that she will be my companion for the time being because my whole body was now completely charged making me to lose control of most of my senses. You get? I don’t know if you still understand this type of manly feelings of a thing but the truth is that I am a man with blood running through my veins…

What is that supposed to mean? If I do still understand? What manly things? Man with blood running through your veins? This guy!

So I made the whole arrangement on how to zoom out of town with her like I always do whenever I want to enjoy myself with total abandon. Father I hope I am not corrupting you? She pleaded with me to allow her bring a friend along. I asked her if her friend was willing and as hot as she was. She said yes with a very strong affirmative. I told myself that as long as her friend is as hot and ready as she is, who am I to complain anytime the possibility of a wonderful threesome is staring me at the face? Double blessing actually, or so I thought then but I never knew it was never going to be like what I have planned…

Definitely! I know you know you are corrupting me and giving me thoughts I thought I have almost forgotten but all the same your story is really quite something plus stimulating, I must add, so why don’t you just ride on?

So what happened?

So father, I called my wife as usual and told her that I was going on an unplanned business trip with my boss. I made sure I complained to her about how I hated those types of unforeseen circumstances which normally happen and make me stay away from my loving wife for several days. I told her like I always do that I will certainly make it up to her. My wife of ten years has always been so understanding. She told me not to worry because she perfectly understood that I was doing whatever I was doing for both of us.

Both of you, indeed!

So I zoomed off to the rendezvous spot I have earlier arranged with my runs, I mean, the girl…You get?

Of course!

But things really did not work out as I have carefully planned because when she finally turned up, the friend she brought was my own wife!

Hhm! You don’t mean it?! That’s quite interesting…

Father it is not a laughing matter o! I was anticipating the best threesome I might ever have in this life only to be confronted with this nemesis in the form of my wife...my own wife. You should have seen her. She was dressed like a complete whore. If someone ever told me she was capable of such a dishonorable thing, I would have shot the person…

Did you say dishonorable?

I am sorry father but you must understand me, after all you are still a man. I mean I was shocked beyond my imaginations. I didn’t know what to do again. How can I explain myself? How can she explain herself? How on earth was I to know that I picked the wrongest girl at that very moment? How was I to know that she was my wife’s friend? And what type of friendship could that even be? Who knows what she must have told her? Father, I was completely dumbfounded partly because of shock and partly because of shame. I just didn't know what to do. How long has my wife been doing that type of nonsense behind my back?

Nonsense? So you even knew that? Men! This is really interesting…

So I am still contemplating what to do to her. But on a second thought, I decided to come and do this confession so that Baba God will forgive me for anything I might do next because as I am talking to you here, I have already concluded on sending her away back to her parents after all she has only managed to give me three kids…

Are you serious? Three kids already? Yours must be a very nice setup you guys are running... So what do you really want me to do now?

You see father, I just want you to tell me the best thing to do because I am so devastated. I am completely at sea here and I want you to use your closeness to God to beg him to take control on my own case because anything I do now will surely backfire! There’s no way she won’t sing to the whole world by telling anybody who cares to listen what really transpired between us and she has her friend as a clear witness. On the other hand, there is no way I will be able to put up with her in the same house again knowing exactly that she is what I don’t know. Besides, she now knows the real reasons behind all those my calls for all those sudden travel outside town. Lord why me? Why did this kind of thing happen to me? Why should it happen to me? Father, why?

Your own case is complicated. I don’t know what to say again. This is beyond our normal confession cases we do come across. I must hear from the woman, I mean, your wifey, sorry I mean your wife, before I make any ruling because right now to be frank with you, I do not know what to say to you and even if I tell you to go and sin no more, will I trust you not to do something out of place?

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