I’m a 42-year-old teacher in a private school. I also offer private teaching for extra money. My pay is not enough to sustain me and my family so the extra classes helps me a lot. I do private lessons for one of my favourite students and her younger brother. The girl is very intelligent and her parents want her to maintain it. When I started teaching her at home, she was just in class 3. She’s now in Class 6. Her parents pay me well and they leave food for me anytime I come to teach their children. They are busy people and I don’t meet them when I come to their house. It’s always only their househelp/nanny at home with the children. I will just come and do my teaching, eat my food and go. I started getting very comfortable in their house.
When I come, I’ll eat and go and shower and change before I come and teach them. I started adding a shirt and trouser in my bag. After school I’m so tired and sweaty so when the househelp suggested one day that I can take a bath, it was so much of a relief. That day I was sweating so much, my shirt was soaked in it. I am confessing now because I am ashamed of myself. The friend who introduced me is dead and I don’t have peace. I want to stop with what I started with the housegirl. She is a young girl in her 20s and when I come to teach, the girl was giving me green light everytime. She will bring food to me and turn her backside to me. One evening, when I was done teaching, she led me her room and we did it before I went home. She is in a boys quarters. Since that day, we have been doing it. For me, I wish I can marry more than one wife. I have jokingly asked my wife before that will she be happy if I marry another woman? She got angry and said she will divorce me if that happens.
Already I had some girls I am managing small small with before I started doing things with the househelp. I went to a funeral somewhere in a different region and I met one girl. I used to pay for her transportation to Accra when I miss her and we will meet at a guest house and do it then I wil pay her and she will go back. But the girl liked billing me and always stressing me so I started ignoring her. I have this teacher friend at work. I went to the funeral with him and he is also married but I know he is the type who has girls on the side. He has businesses aside the teaching so money is not a problem. I told him about the girl billing me all the time and he linked me to one of his girls. He told me he was not interested in her anymore and she likes s*x a lot so if I can give it to her and give her small money, she’ll be fine.
True to his word, I called her and gave him a story that she gave her number to me some time ago at (I mentioned a place my friend told me she likes going) and I even faked being sad and annoyed that she has forgotten. I met up with that girl and she was wild. All of this happened before I started doing it with the househelp. Along the line, I went out with my teacher friend and we vibed some two girls at the place. My friend adviced me that using guest houses all the time is expensive. He offered me a key to the 3 bedroom he has been taking his girls to. He even left a room for me and gave me a separate key to it. Sometimes I will bring a girl and he will be home but we don’t cross paths because we know what we’re all doing there. I don’t come there if it’s not for s*x and it’s same with him.
Me and my friend have been doing this for 10 years. I have been working at the school for 12 years. The teachers did a Christmas party 10 years ago and that’s how we became friends. We have done a lot of things together. I remember there was this NSS girl we used to pass for ourselves. I had her first because she was to teach Maths under me. That girl was too easy. When I did her the first time, I told my friend about it and he also went ahead to ron her and knack her. I feel so bad I want to share everything. I wish there was a voice note option so that I can even share all into details. Two years ago, our s*xdrive started getting to an extreme. We were doing orgies in his 3 bedroom with at least 5 girls. My friend’s wife was always travelling so he had more freedom. The stories I was giving my wife all the time was even finishing.
My friend died 6 months ago. It was so sudden that I didn’t believe it. He came to work as usual in the morning. We had our normal chat about girls. That day he didn’t have a class to teach in the afternoon so he left to see one of the girls early. He was walking towards his car when he just fell down. He was there for a long time because no teacher was going home and the car park was a little distance from the staff room. If you’re not going home, you wont pass there. It was during break time that one of the school children saw him and he was rushed to the hospital. They said it was BP. I have not had peace since then. I took his second phone from his pocket. That’s the phone he was using for his girls. I have the same thing. I didn’t want anyone to find out, especially his wife. But some things cannot be hidden. His death affected me so much I couldn’t come to work, I couldn’t eat well.
I wasn’t thinking straight I would have gone to his coded house and cleared the evidence of all the things we did in the house. His wife found documents to the house when she was going through his things. They went to check the house and they found different sizes of girls underwear, his own underwear, used condoms in the room and even more in the bin. I mean it was bad. His wife is convinced I know everything her husband did which is true. I keep denying it. She said she just wants to understand why he will do that to her and their four children. The way she was behaving made me start thinking about my own wife and three children when I’m not here. I deleted all the numbers and disposed off my second phone and my friend’s phone. Right now it’s only the househelp I am still knacking on the side. She has my main number and I can’t resist it. I have been seeing many girls in town and I still want to knack them. Already my wife has started accusing me of cheating because of the rumours that is spreading about my late friend and how tight we were.
I have followed all these deliverance churches before. It’s only the women who fall and are delivered. We the men don’t experience anything so I have stopped. I cannot talk to my wife about what I’m going through and the things I’ve done. Some are very messy to even talk about. She will leave me and take the kids away from me. The only person I can share these things with is dead and I don’t even know what to do with my life right now. Your kind comments will help me a lot.