He was pleasing to the eyes, the first thing you'll think when you see him is this is a 'Grown Man'. All 6.4" of him, long torso and lean muscles, dignified grey beards, a head full of silver hair and those quirky glasses that added to his charm... He was everything... Not!
So I had a meeting about a week ago and he's an acquaintance to my business partner, and that's how we met. After a brief convo I learnt he's a divorcee and a successful business man who doesn't live too far away. The first meeting had us talking work and careers and right now I'm all about the big break and the big bucks, that one person with whom I'll seal that multi-million naira deal, so when he suggested we meet up for lunch I was definitely up for it.
And that's how he fell my hand.
We met up in the evening, him, dapper as usual. We sat and placed orders and then he began to regale me with tales about last night. So apparently "Friday night was Mad! .. We started out at my friend's. There's no kind of drink that wasn't there, no alcohol that somebody could ask for; champagne, Henessey, Belvedere, Ciroc, Gold Label etc etc etc... After we had drunk and I was getting high we went to this new lounge that my friend just opened, but when we got there it was boring, that kind of place that husbands go to with their wives *bleh*... I just told my friend that the place will flop, places like that don't make any money abeg. So my friends and I left, and then..... We hit the strip club!!! Mehn baby you need to see where we went. It's not like that strip club in Lekki phase 1, that one is like the strip clubs in America (Me: How are the strip clubs in America?). You know nau, those ones where you can look but you cannot touch. This one we went to last night, closer to VGC; no holds barred, no rules! In fact the minute we stepped into the door we saw two of the strippers on the floor having oral sex, one was really eating the other one's ******. Then further down one stripper was f******** another one with one giant dildo. Mad I swear! Every corner, babe something was happening in every corner. See men everywhere doing the strippers, getting oral... (It got too explicit so I won't bother with the details). In fact in that place there are two strip clubs, both owned by two brothers. Their father owns the hotel at the back and he opened the strip clubs to set up his sons. Mehn... Last night was.... Bla bla bla."
At this point I called Sasha Bone to know if she was home biko. I had totally lost interest and was completely disgusted. Before he started telling me about this I asked about some projects he'd mentioned he's working on the day we met, but his dismissed me in that "is that what we're here for?" manner, and then started to tell me all about their night of decadence. The funniest part of this, this is a normal Friday night for him and his goons.
So I sat there looking at this man who's about 50yrs, with grown kids and responsibilities and he suddenly became very repulsive to me.
Thinking about him now I'm reminded of the munched chats SDK posted on her blog some months ago, which she eventually deleted. Why a bunch of old men; women's husband and children's fathers, would form a bbm group just to discuss their sexcapades and decadent lifestyles is completely beyond me. Anytime I think about it I try to imagine the look on their wives faces when those chats hit the internet. Yup, those women are married to a bunch of boys.
It's ok to sow wild oats, go wild, have nights of decadence and madness, get so drunk you don't even remember which of the chics you shagged, sit down and swap sex stories, swap bedmates, swap STDs, swap anything swappable, but that's what your late teens and twenties are for, if you must.
There's nothing less attractive that a 40 year old boy. Y'all know what they say about fools at 40, right?