by TOW
In spite of what you want to believe I am not a 20-year-old, bleached blonde, tart with a 10th grade education. I am not some heartless harlot. I'm not scantily clad or vulgar. I'm the woman who gardens, bakes, volunteers her time, and gives generously to community causes. You like me; or you would like me if you didn't know I have been carrying on with your husband.
I don't want him full time. I didn't want anyone full time when we met. He tells you he's at the gym. Have you ever unloaded his gym bag? Have you ever noticed his commute time seems to get longer and longer? He's with me. Noticed his sudden interest in going out for coffee? You have coffee at home, so do I. The two of you are arguing as often less, but nothing in your relationship has changed? I'm his release.
He rarely talks about you. But he has made it clear he isn't happy, and I'm sure you aren't either. He tells me you don't want sex. I understand. I've been married. I didn't always want sex. Sometimes you just have to fake it to bring back that sex drive. If that doesn't work, talk to your doctor. Sex is important.
I'm in love with your husband. I love him so much that I don't pressure him into leaving you. The two of you have history. You have family. That's important. He doesn't know it, yet. But I have let go for all of us -- you, me, the kids.
I now know I deserve to be more than your husband's mistress.
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