This is the diary of a married professional mother of three.

This is a diary of the escapades she gets up to.

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My name is Simbi and I want to share my escapades with you .

I am married with three kids and live on the island. Don't ask me where as I will not tell you.

I work for a huge multi national and by any standard in the western world I am very well paid.

It was Tuesday morning and I was getting ready to go and meet M. I was working from home, which meant I could work at M's place.

Whenever I was at M's place I wasn't allowed to wear clothes, his place his rules. He liked to see me naked all the time.

The buzzing of my phone alerted me to a notification on my phone. I picked it up and checked the notifications.

It was a text from M

M: Good morning slvt how are you? Sleep well?

Those words always had the same effect. The blood pooled in my kitten. Without even touching it I could feel my cl1t stiffen in anticipation. It ached and it stood erect; then i started leaking juice I could feel it through my panties. the same with my nipples they were erect too.

Me: Good morning M. I replied.

M: Did you follow my instructions. Masturbate till you are about to come and stop.

How do I answer that question I thought. I had just finished my morning ritual of taking myself to the brink; but instead of stopping i got carried away and i had come hard. I must have thrashed for at least five minutes.

I decided to tell the truth. But he sent another message before I got the opportunity to answer.

M; I expect your cvvnt to be juicy wet and hungry by the time you get here. I didn't tell you that you could come. Or did you?

There was no response from me. I was contemplating how to answer the question diplomatically.

M: slvt you didn't answer my question. Did you come?

Me: I am sorry M, um yes I did.

M: I gave you clear instructions that stop before you come. You didn't. You know what that means don't you?

Now when M said ‘you know what that means,’ my imagination went into overdrive.

I thought back to how M and I had met five months ago.

I had become sexually frustrated at home, Yomi my husband had gone off me. I had done everything to win him back and keep him at home.

I wasn’t fat, I exercised, I wore sexy lingerie, I dressed sexily, but it was to no avail and it had been driving me mad.

You see, if I had my way I would have séx every day, I have a very high séx drive. Yomi must have thought I would change when we got married I did not. I tried talking to him about it, but he did not want listen to me.

He was more interested in his side chicks, maybe the fact that he could not have them all the time made them more attractive to him.

Yes he had girlfriends, he seemed more interested in them than me, some of them had even been bold enough to be rude to me at parties. But I had always kept my cool; I had three kids at home who adored their father when he was there. And the last thing you should do as a Mother is poison your children against their Father, it always back fired.

But all this did not take away from the fact that I was sexually frustrated. If I wanted to have a different sex partner every day of the week I could, I was not short of offers even from some of Yomi’s very close friends. If only Yomi knew, I always thought.

First rule of affairs; never have it within your social circle or a 100 mile radius of where you live. I had learnt all of this while I had been studying in France.
I had always dismissed the advice some of the older women had given me. I had told them that Yomi and I would be in the honeymoon phase forever, they had always laughed at me when I said that.

The French in my opinion are the Masters of affairs, it must be the reason why the French women were so glamorous.

I had been catching up on my daily digest of the comical and bizarre on Nairaland when an advert in the séxuality section caught my eye.

‘Married man seeks Married woman’

cc Chumzypinky, Ahmadgani

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