“Lead me not into temptation; I can find the way myself” ~ Rita Mae Brown
The holiday season is often a time of joy, reflection, and celebration. For many, it’s a period to unwind with loved ones, leaving behind the stress of work and school. But for me, it marked the beginning of a nightmare I never saw coming.
I’ve been happily married for five years to the most incredible woman, Nadia. Our journey together has been full of love, faith, and unwavering commitment, despite the challenges we’ve faced – particularly her inability to conceive. Yet, we remained hopeful, believing that one day, God would bless us.
Life after marriage had its ups and downs, but I always found a way to navigate through. That is, until one fateful night at a company Christmas party changed everything.
It was a freezing evening, with the wind howling and snow falling relentlessly. Despite the weather, our company’s annual Christmas party went on as planned. This year, the event was extra special – it was a grand send-off for our retiring Chief Financial Officer, Mr. Baldwin.
Mr. Baldwin wasn’t just a superior at work; he was my destiny helper. After eight years of joblessness, he gave me an opportunity that turned my life around. Through his son, Richard, I met him at a birthday party, and he was impressed by my willingness to do yard work without expecting anything in return. A few weeks later, I landed a job in his company.
At the party, I met Susan – a strikingly beautiful woman introduced to me by Fred, a childhood friend. We exchanged pleasantries, nothing more. Or so I thought.
A week later, an unknown Instagram account sent me a message. It was Susan.
“Hi Daniel, it’s Susan, Fred’s cousin from the party. Remember me?”
I didn’t see the harm in responding, and our conversations started off innocently. But soon, our chats moved to iMessage, and the tone shifted.
One night, I woke up to an explicit photo from Susan with a chilling caption:
“You can have all this… just come over.”
That moment awakened desires I hadn’t felt in a long time. I tried to resist, but I failed. I found myself indulging in her explicit content, leading to an addiction I couldn’t control.
Things escalated quickly.
One night, when Nadia traveled to visit her sick mother, I gave in to temptation. Susan came over, wearing a daring black lace dress that revealed more than it covered. She pinned me against the wall, her lips searing against mine. What happened next was an explosion of passion – on the couch, the kitchen counter… everywhere!
That night marked the beginning of my downfall.
I became obsessed with Susan. I thought about her constantly, to the point where I started neglecting my wife. Nadia sensed the change and confronted me, but I denied everything, even blaming her for our emotional distance. I gaslit her, accusing her of prioritizing her mother over our marriage.
Meanwhile, Susan kept feeding my addiction. I knew our relationship was wrong, but I couldn’t stop. Until one morning, everything changed.
I woke up to a message from Susan, but what I saw nearly made my heart stop.
It was a video.
A recording of one of our encounters – except, I was the only one visible. My naked body was fully exposed, while hers was cropped out.
Her message read:
“This is our little secret… I want you all to myself! I own you now, and if you attempt to end our affair, I’ll send this to your wife, Freddie, and the world! On a brighter side, do as you wish with the video.”
Panic gripped me. I never saw this coming. How did she record this without my knowledge? Why would she do this to me? I had only suggested reducing our meetups because Nadia was becoming suspicious – I never said I was leaving her.
Desperate, I turned to Fred for advice, but his response only deepened my horror. Fred laughed when I mentioned Susan’s name.
“Hold on, Susan? The whore?!”
Confused, I asked why he’d call his cousin that.
“Oh, please! She can never be my relative!” he scoffed.
“She’s just someone I met through my actual cousin, Kev. She has a thing for married men. I brought her as my plus one because I had an ‘appointment’ with her after the party. I introduced her as my cousin to avoid judgment.”
My head was spinning. I had fallen into the hands of a professional seductress – a predator who preyed on married men. And now, she had me trapped.
I needed to get rid of Susan. My marriage was hanging by a thread, my reputation was at stake, and my life was spiraling out of control.
Fred, being the reckless man he is, suggested poisoning her – permanently silencing the threat. But I wasn’t a murderer.
Yet, every day, the pressure of living a double life consumes me. I know I’ll cave in soon. It seems impossible to escape this nightmare.
Until I find a way out, I am as good as dead.
A Second Chance…
I can’t believe this is happening! All because of lust! This is truly my worst nightmare! Susan is a serpent assigned to destroy my life and I fell into her trap. My life is over at this point…
