Good morning folks,
Its that time again when we deliver your weekly relationship stories that we get from our loyal NYF readers. I have been getting a lot of emails from you all and I appreciate the support, thanks! This week I bring to you another story that I believe we all can relate to because lets face it, we have all heard of the 'best friend from hell' and this situation is not different. Read on for deets...
Dear NYF,
Hi nenny, I have been reading your blog and stories and I like your relationship column the most. I decided to write you with my own personal story because I feel it is only here I can share my secret with the world.
I have had a 3month relationship with my sister’s husband and I think I might be in love with him. The relationship started when my sister travelled abroad to have her first baby. I was the one taking care of Henry (my sister’s husband) when his wife was absent for so many months. My little sister (Val) asked me to make sure that her husband was well taken care of in terms of cooking for him and making sure the house and everything else was organised.
While she was gone, I was the one supervising the house chores because I don’t leave too far from them, so every day before and after work, I would visit the house to bring food for him and make sure all was well.
One night after I had prepared dinner for him, Henry asked me to keep him company while he watched the soccer games. I decided to stay because over time we had become such good friends and I was comfortable around him. I was never attracted to him because I knew he was married to my sister, he was like a brother to me.
But on that faithful night, we got talking for hours about many things including his marriage to Val, and he told me that Val’s pregnancy was so hard on her because she was cranky all the time and refused to allow him touch her. Suddenly Henry jumped on me and started professing his love for me, telling me he wanted me so bad and that I would have made a better wife than Val.
One thing led to another and we were having sex on the couch, I felt so bad but I could not resist his pleas, he was like a helpless man begging for attention that he wasn’t getting from his wife. I know I am wrong but I felt he needed love and care.
His wife is still abroad and I have almost moved into the house under the guise that I am cooking and cleaning for him. I and Henry now have sex constantly every night, sometimes he stays over at my place . My parents don’t suspect anything because they believe I am only helping him out in the absence of my sister. But if they knew the truth I would die!
I am in love with Henry and he says he loves me too but he is married to my baby sister. I don’t know what to do because I don’t want to lose my sister who is my best friend or my Henry who I love so dearly.
Please what should I do...
Hmm I have no comment. This is a bit funny and silly...your opinions...