How I pity married women.
They think that their men belong to them and them alone, but they wrong and misguided. The truth is, in our African society, one woman is never enough.
A man with only one woman is either poor or impotent.
He will introduce you to his parents, marry you in church and promise to love and to hold you until death do you part, but still keep a Pretty Young Thing (PYT) holed up in a servant’s quarter in South B because he is a man.
Ninety nine point nine per cent of all the men who hit on me and promise me heaven are married men with shiny gold wedding bands on their fingers.
They have children-some my age or older and are church going family men who sing in the church choir. Some are even church leaders.
They love their wives dearly, adore their children and value their families, but because a man is still a man, he will ask his clandestine lover and not you to accompany him to the Lewa Marathon happening this weekend.
It is nothing personal, just how men roll.
There is nothing like a faithful man. The few that seem faithful are simply not living up to their full potential and capability of having more than one woman. Men are driven by the need to conquer new ground and are always looking for the next hot thing to spoil.
Fewer things give a man the thrill that comes with bedding young lass he has been lusting after for months.
LIVING IN DENIAL
You could be the perfect wife, the ideal Proverbs 31 woman who serves her husband and family dutifully without complaining. You could look your prettiest always, have the body of a socialite and be the tigress in bed, but sorry, your man will still take his clande to the Masaku Sevens today.
So don’t ask questions when he tells you there is a managers’ retreat in Nanyuki or Mombasa or he and his boys are going for a boy’s night-out. I mean, since when did men hang out over a whole weekend-alone, without babes to entertain them?
What I am talking about is nothing new, our mothers and grandmothers will support me on this. Throughout the generations, a man having a ‘gachungwa’ was nothing new; in fact, it was a welcome distraction to have a second house to call home when the man needed a break from his wife and family.