He has a Side Chick……


Side Chick, Mistress, The other woman; She is that girl who shares your man or worse enjoys your man more than you do. . She is the one your man pings early in the morning just to tell her “Good Morning Beautiful”. When he is with her, he is this cool guy who knows all the cool joints in town, they both sing along to Dorobucci on the radio. She is the one he takes along when he goes on business trips. It is just more convenient, she doesn’t have to think of who to leave her children with, besides she is more fun, she is the one he does acrobatic sex with, the girl who has enough time and energy to match his libido. You on the other hand are the wife, the one he has “married sex” with – the ” flam-bam-bam-yawn-are we done yet” type.

Yes he comes home to you every night but how is that going? Does he still hold you close to him every night, do you guys still play and fight under covers or does he turn his back to you and acts like he is too deep asleep to notice you have been tapping him. Yes he still buys you stuff, bags, perfumes, dresses and stuff, that’s if you are lucky though but then he buys them to ease his conscience after he and the side chick has spent a whole day shopping or worse. If the side chick is the “nice” type, she makes him buy them for you. She goes “Baby, This perfume is nice, your wife will like it”, “She doesn’t need it.” he responds frowning because he is a bit uncomfortable his mistress is picking a gift for his wife but she prevails on him.

But then I have news for you, this side chick, she usually doesn’t want to take your place, She has a boyfriend or even a fiance and so has no desire to chase you away. No, it’s only learners that operate that way. The wise side chicks are comfortable being just that, they even add you as a friend on Facebook, and they follow you on Twitter (Trust me, you most of the time don’t know they are your rival). They like the pictures of your cherub faced children, when you post your hubby’s photo captioning it as world’s best husband and gushing about how you love him to bits. They comment on it, they go “Awww, I covet”. (Yes they really covet and errr, they are already getting the better deal).

Some will even buy presents for your kids on their birthdays. You may or may not know the gifts are from them, it all depends on how far gone your husband is in this game. He could act like he got the gift himself or tell you its from this friend or colleague of his; Mrs Lagbaja  she really likes the child as he is her son’s birthday mate. You even tell him to call so you can say thanks. Of course the Mrs Lagbaja or Mummy Tamedun is to make you not suspect. Saying Lara or Jennifer my friend wouldn’t have sounded so good.

It’s not like you are totally clueless, some days you ask yourself how come he no longer comments on your hairdo, other days you wonder why he seemed to be impatient or downright mean. It’s Saturday you need to cook three different soups so you could stock the freezer for the week, the floors need to be mopped, the bathrooms cleaned and yes you need to get to the market, not forgetting that you have to take Sisi to her ballet class and Bobo to his Violin lessons. Come evening, you are dog tired and depressed that you have just one more day in the weekend. You smell of Onion, Garlic, Breast milk and baby reflux. You need a hug, you go to dear husband in the Bedroom.

“I am so tired” you say. That’s an opening. You expect to hear “pele baby, why don’t you come lie down here for a while” Instead you hear “What’s that smell?” It’s so horrible, can’t you use a glove or something if you need to cut Garlic or Onions? jeez you can be so annoying.” You have an angry retort on your lips and if you are the no nonsense type, you let off, you give him a piece of your mind, “yada, yada yada”.

Finally your suspicions get the better of you. “I need to know”, you say, so you wait till he is fast asleep and pick his phone to check through (Meanwhile women who want to keep their sanity will not do this no matter the temptation). Your heart rate is 360 beats per minute, yet you can’t stop yourself. You go ahead and boom you get more than you bargained for. Not only is there a side chick, but they are so damn close, he discusses everything with her, he even tells her how much he hates seeing fishnet on your head, he tells her when your six month old had her first teeth, you wince when you read how he tells her he is preparing for work and she goes “Baby be careful o, don’t injure Big Joe with your zipper again, ayam not ready to starve for a week again o”.

You almost had a heart attack. Big Joe? That has to be his ….. “OMG, starve for a week, how often do they do it?” you thought fighting a sudden desire to go stab him to death. But wait oooo, when did he injure Big Joe that you his wife did not know? You check the date of the chat, it was about a week ago and that was when it dawned on you, “won ti gba oko mi” you murmur. “Yeh. I am a housekeeper and mother of his children. This lady is the wife.” Suddenly, it’s clear, you run your fingers through your hair trying to remember the last time you made love or the last time you even had a glimpse of his equipment – “Big Joe”. “O ti pe mehn!” You mumble. You had not made love in over 8 weeks and neither of you had missed it. As for Big Joe, it must be close to a year you saw it last. Lovemaking sorry “meeting your husband” became a middle of the night thing after your second child, no foreplay (ki lonjebe), he just runs his hand over your breasts and you get the message, you spread your legs , he climbs on you and it starts, you feel nothing abi small sha, you are just too fagged out.

It hurts but what can be done? You think of giving him a giving him a big slap on the back to rouse him and demand explanations, but you realize you don’t want that confrontation. Tell Mama? Oh no, you don’t want to do that. No third parties remember. Then you remember someone who wouldn’t tell anybody else; Google! You open the Google search and type “He is cheating, what to do”. There is so much information. Wow!” You say feeling some relief that it’s not just you. Millions of women are in your shoes, there is so much advice to choose from but in the end, it is you who decide on what to do.

First you reply the last message she sent to your husband. It came in after he slept so unread. She tells him to dream of her as she will of him. She says she would be expecting him by 11.am the next day. You reply her “He sure would dream of you darling. However please don’t expect him by 11 tomorrow, he might be late. He has an errand to run for his wife at that same time. Have a nice night dearie.” Your teeth is clenched as you type, yet you derive some satisfaction. This way he will know you know.

So what next? Its morning and you wait for him to say something, you wait to see if he will confront you, but he says nothing. You watch out of the corner of your eyes as he watches you when he thinks you are too preoccupied to notice. Its 10 a.m and he is yet to yake his bath.10.30 am and still he is on the bed. You don’t offer him food even though you made his own portion. You wait till 11 am and tells him you need to talk to him. He doesn’t respond so you start anyway. You talk about how things had to change, that you need to shed and or share some responsibilities. Henceforth, ballet practice and Violin practice will be his call. Yes, he thought house helps were unnecessary but you need one and intend to get right away, this person will resume at 7am everyday and close at 7pm.  Friday nights would be date nights, you two alone anywhere but the house. You intend to go on summer vacation, Seychelles to be precise and he would be coming along. He listens to everything you say and at the end he says. “I am ready to do all you want”. I am sorry Babe”. But you say nothing.

33 thoughts on “He has a Side Chick……

  1. tell them ooo toyin…I remember asking a dude y he dated when he ad a pretty wife n his response was “for the past two years we have been married, she has never asked me if am hungry…. not breakfast lunch nor dinner. alcohol became my best friend until I found a girl who actually cared” am a lady n hearing a man say that I could not even blame him for cheating on his wife but he also said something n I quote ” my girlfriend has almost kicked her out n I tot about my unborn child and just couldn’t pull it try even wen I had her consent for a divorce” . Ladies I advice you build d love in Ur marriages …its one thing to have a place in the house and another to have a place in Ur Hubby’s heart …don’t just stay satisfied with his name…be the wife he can’t wait for the end of the days job to get back home to.

  2. Now!! Dis is d Toyin av missed….. Sooo true, dis tins happen everyday… And hey u av codedly given out a mature solution, I hope it works for all cos u knw men r different,

  3. Sometimes I think its only one with loads of experience that knows or writes like this. I know better now. May God make us men God fearing and more responsible to our family.

  4. Hi Toyin, loved this story, especially the conclusion! Very creative and a different perspective! Can I make a suggestion, and I hope you won’t be offended, I noticed you shifted quite a lot from present continuous to past tense – sometimes within the same sentence. Perhaps this was deliberate, but if not, it might help to run the entire article through in one tense, to enhance the cohesiveness of what is a truly wonderful piece

  5. Na wa o…
    The little I know is that it takes 2 people to make it work. I’ve seen women who have been taken for granted. “She won’t do anything, she’s going nowhere”, says the man…till things get out of hand.
    I have experienced a female tell me “I have you where I want you”, and she then went on to stop trying to make it work: nagging, insulting, won’t answer calls or call back and other nasty things at will till she pushed me into the waiting arms of someone who was the exact opposite…can I be blamed for pitching my tent elsewhere?
    Welcome back Toyin. Assured of something good to read on blogosphere again 😀

  6. This is real!
    Please permit me to re-blog!

    + let me commend the woman’s forgiving spirit…
    (Honestly, I can only forgive like that by God’s grace)

  7. Just stumbled on this and it’s a beautiful piece. There are a lot to really learn from this, it may not be so easy on the part of a lady but we should always strive to be that woman he always wants to spend time with..very beautiful indeed

  8. Sweetheart…I’m giving you a big loving hug from here *hugs* Congratulations!!! I came across your blog just yesterday and read the Jite & Boye Episodes. It was Beautiful, Toyin. You carried me along with every word through your avid descriptions, my imaginations…Bless you dear. May your Gifts be multiplied continually.
    May God Bless and Prosper your Union, and yours, cause you to continually blossom in love in Jesus Name, Amen.
    Plus, your post right here is inspiring and thought provoking. Loving you Ma, Well Done.

  9. I think we dont share responsibilities with our partners, therefore giving them lots of time to have side chicks. While we are so caught up in every errand and house chores…

    1. Love that part about not sharing enough responsibilities. Abi if the man has enough things to do then less time for Iranu. Plus a less stressed wife is a happier wife and a happier wife makes a happier husband

  10. Nne, you really are good…. well encapsulated. The things men do. We thank God for our men that love God.

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