I think I'm possessed; I hate seeing married couples being happy especially the women.
To me; it's like she's not supposed to be happy till I approve of it. Deep down in my heart, seeing a happy couple is a taboo. I would go for the man to cause the woman pains.
At every attempt that I have made; the men never stood a chance of resisting me, they've always fallen to my temptations. I think I'm chosen for breaking many marriage and causing a lot of problems in people's homes.
I am a product of a broken home. My mother was chased out of her matrimonial home when I was barely 5 year old by her fellow woman. My mother left her marriage for a strange woman who took over her husband.
I had a younger brother who was 2 years old as at then. My mother fended for us for everything till I was able to make a living through dating married men.
I am Jennifer; this is the story of my life. It all started when I turned sixteen. There is this couple that lived in our neighborhood, they were barely 7 months in their marriage.
I was in my second year in the senior secondary school . I was very beautiful and have already had all my curves on points. My thick pecky nipples at the tip of my firm oranges, my round backside; hip and thighs looking so inviting.
The couple always hang out together during the weekend looking all loved up. I don't have any problem with the man but with the woman who is aways happy. They have not conceived yet, as they were looking like boyfriend and girlfriend, you know the vibes.
My mom makes peanuts and chin chin and supplies to provision stalls, supermarket and some households.
Mr. Ben is one of my mom's clients that she supplies at home. Mr. Ben likes my mom's products and we have been supplying chin chin to him even before he got married. Mr. Ben was my first target in my quest for home breakage.
That late afternoon around 3:30 PM; he called my mom to bring him some products and my mom was on a rush to supply to some of her customers outside our neighborhood so; she sent me to supply him when I'm done washing my clothes.
As my mom left for her supplies; I quickly went to my wardrobe and wore a very short red skirt and a light singlet without bra. My oranges was visibly seen through the light fabrics, I used a long scarf to cover my bosom as I wouldn't want to attract much attentions while on my way to his house.
I knocked on his door having removed the scarf and tied it on my head to enchant him with my breast. I knew his wife is not at home; she is learning tailoring and I Knew the time she normally comes back. The husband; though I don't know what he does for a living; leaves very early and comes back before 3 o'clock everyday.
As he opened the door the first thing he noticed was my oranges and it's pointed nuts, I made sure that they shake to turn his brains.
I offered him his package and I could see him lusting over my body. I was smiling all through fixing my eyes deep into his looking lost in him.
As he collected it and was about to go inside.
"Can't you offer me anything"
I said to him.
He smiled at me; like he has always wanted something from me, he asked me to come inside and I did.
He offered me a seat. And went inside, as he was coming out from inside with a bottle of chilled coca cola; I have spread my legs so wide to the direction he would be coming from, flashing him my pants and hot laps.
That day; ben didn't resist me; we did it. After everything; he told me that I am sweeter than his wife. He gave me some money and told me to come back again for some piping next time.
He wasn't the first one to pipe me; I have been piping from fourteen, I have become pro before I met with him.
I met with him over and over and the rumor had it that I am dating him, his wife out of suspicion came home one afternoon that i was with her husband and caught us red-handed.
I claimed that he was using voodoo on me. As an underaged girl; people pounced on ben, but in the real sense they did not know that I am the main problem.
His wife left him and never came back. From there lot of married men started trooping in and money started flooding in, I created an account before I left secondary school, as I was money oriented I started counting millions.