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Out of university I took a graduate job at an petrochemical company in Lagos. The older expats said to me that I was lucky I didn’t have a gf/wife with me. I didn’t realise what they meant at first, but then found out that pretty much every one of their wives were being passed around their Nigerian and Ghanaian managers and directors. That was my intro to cuckolding. Crazy times.
