I have always been the reserved type. Even when friends forced me to go out to parties and have fun, I would go and just sit and watch them dance to all the trendy songs. We were a set of three friends doing the same course at UG. On friday nights, the boyfriends of my friends would come and take them out to the pubs in Osu to have fun. When this whole arrangement started, I wasn’t going with them because it was weird to me. I was the only single person amongst them so I didn’t see why I should join. But they started persuading me that I could meet someone when we go out and so I started tagging along with them. We used to go to Osu most of the times although we changed locations other times.
On one of the days, an older man approached me and wanted to dance, but I declined and he left my table. I had forgotten about him. On that day, it was just me and one of the female friends. The others couldn’t join us. We were waiting for an uber when the older man pulled his car infront of us and offered to drop us anywhere we wanted to go. He was the same man I had declined his dance invitation. I was sure he was watching us from his table. My friend didn’t even hesitate and she cancelled the uber and sat in the car. I reluctantly joined her. When we got to campus, the man said he wanted to talk to me. So my friend left us. He was truly friendly and persistent. He told me he would take very good care of me if I would give him a chance. Older men are a lot more straightforward than the younger guys. The truth is that the whole situation was tempting to me because I needed money. I didn’t want to be bothering my parents all the time and I told him I wasn’t sure but we can be friends. We exchanged contacts and he left. Within the week, he was calling me consistently and I began to enjoy his attention. He sent me money to buy the books I told him I needed and even bought a new laptop for me which was delivered on campus. It was like a dream come true.
I used to hear about stories of girls who had sugar daddies taking care of them. I even used to judge them, but now I understand how it felt like. I was saving the weekly money my parents were sending me. It was just peanut compared to what he was sending me. He told me he was married with kids and that he wanted to be open to me about that. He also told me it was better we didn’t share too many personal things with each other. All I needed to know was that he was married with kids. He had built a house at north legon. I’m not even sure his family knew that house existed. That was where he was taking me on weekends. He changed my whole wardrobe. I had two separate Iphones and a laptop. He bought me so much jewellery that at a point I started giving them out to my friends. He made me happy.
Around my final year, I didn’t hear from him for days. The instruction he gave me was that I would never call him unless he calls me. All these years, he was calling me often so I never felt the need to even call first. All the messages I had sent was left on one tick so I started getting worried. So after about a week, I called him. A woman answered and I told her I was a businesswoman who wanted to buy a house and someone referred me to her husband. (He is into real estate) She told me he was seriously ill and doctors had given him directives not to answer any work-related calls. I had to end the call and forget about him. It looked like that was the end of my relationship with him because he never called again. Thankfully, I was wise enough to save a lot of money and so I wasn’t entirely at a loss. I even started a poultry business with the help of a friend which is not doing bad. I provided the financial capital and he brought land. So we share profits.
Now, that was about four years ago. I am a 26 year old woman now and I’m still job hunting. Apart from some small small side hustles, I haven’t gotten a job per the degree I have. I have been dating this man for some months. We met at an old school reunion with different schools in attendance and we became friends for a long time until he proposed love to me and I accepted. Now the issue is, he told me he would like me to meet his family because he is very serious about me. So he just showed me pics of his family on the phone. His father is my sugar daddy. I was very sure. Since the picture he showed me was old, I asked about his dad and he told me he had been bedridden for years. Now I don’t know what to do. The thing is, we have been dating, so we have had sex many times and I have also had sex with his dad countless times. I don’t know if I’m ready to meet his family. If his dad sees me, would he approve this relationship? Would I ever be able to live with my guy without my conscience reminding me of the things I did with his dad? The whole family is rich, therefore money won’t be a problem for me. Even though my boyfriend is the last born, he is overseeing some of the companies of the old man. He wants us to go and visit his family soon, but I am scared. What do I do?