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I don't know what to think. Carrie has been different to me lately. After twenty-two years of marriage you can just feel it. Maybe something your spouse says or maybe just the way they look at you. She'd been like this for a few months now. Does she have a physical problem she doesn't want to tell me about? Every time I ask her if there's a problem she would say, "No, why do you keep asking me that. I don't have any physical problems, for Christ's sake."
I thought maybe she was having an affair but that wouldn't be like her. Surely not after twenty-two years of marriage. We have three kids. Well, at one time they were kids. Kim is twenty-one and married herself with one child. Jordan is a sophomore in college and Julie will be graduating and then off to college herself. Maybe Carrie was going through the change I've always heard about.
It was really getting to me. I started watching her closer to see if anything was different. I was just hoping I didn't just make up a bunch of stuff in my mind and then go over the edge. It's so hard to explain. I'm not a writer so I just have a hard time finding the words. The best way to describe it is a gut feeling. Deep down in the pit of my stomach, I knew something wasn't right.
Our sex life really hadn't changed a whole lot in the last fifteen years or so. We make love or have sex, whatever you want to call it. Either missionary position or I like to take her from behind. Other times I lay on my back and she gets on top. It always seemed okay. Granted, it wasn't like the first few years when all we did was make love like rabbits. That's just the way life is. Most everyone we knew seemed to have the same kind of marriage we have. So I always thought of us as the norm. We have sex about every month or two. Once in awhile if we were horny we did it once a week or more.
Are we in love? I always thought we were. It wasn't something we talked about a lot. Deep down in our psyche I believed we still cared for each other. We weren't a story book or a fantasy. We were real people in a real world. We both worked, paid bills, enjoyed our family. Just normal everyday people.
I noticed when she went to work that she hadn't dressed differently. Even when she went out with the girls from work nothing seemed to change. One day she and a fellow worker Michelle went shopping together. I decided to follow them even though I didn't feel right doing it. I kept my distance as they went from store to store. Nothing seemed out of place. Just two women shopping. So I went home, wondering if it just might have been me.
In the coming weeks I listened in on phone conversations, checked e-mails and just kind of watched Carrie. She still acted peculiar but I didn't see any big differences. We did make love a little more often but not way out of the ordinary. I was starting to feel bad checking up on her the way I was but I really thought something was different.
One Saturday when I was going to play golf, I left the house like I did on most Saturdays but when me and my golfing buddies got to the course it was booked solid due to tournaments. They decided to look at other courses but I just decided to go home. Maybe I'd just take Carrie out to dinner or something because of the way I had been acting toward her. When I got home I noticed a car in our driveway. I think it belonged to her friend Michelle but wasn't real sure. So many car and vans look the same anymore.
I walked in the front door and heard moaning. I thought my worst fear as I approached the bedroom. There on the bed was my wife Carrie, completely naked with her friend Michelle's face buried deep against her pussy. I lost it, I yelled, "What the hell is going on?" as I looked at the shocked faces of both women.
Carrie looked up in total surprise and screamed, "Oh, my God, Jim. Oh, my God, Oh, my God." She kept repeating it. Michelle jumped up and without saying a word quickly slipped on some of her clothes and quickly left.
I just stood there for a minute staring at my wife of twenty-two years. I didn't know what to say. She had tears coming down her cheeks and got up and put on her bath robe. "Jim, please let me explain, please?" she said.
I stood there totally stunned. I looked at her and said, "You fucking cheated on me, with a woman yet."
"Please, Jim, I need to explain. It just happened. It wasn't love, it was just sex. Something different. I would never cheat on you."
"What the fuck are you saying? Because it was a woman, it wasn't cheating? Just because she didn't have a dick to stick in you doesn't mean you weren't cheating. You took my trust that I've always had for you and just threw it away. I thought we always respected each other but I guess your respect for me was pretty shallow."
"Jim, we need to talk. Please, you need to let me explain."
"How long has this been going on, Carrie? Let me guess. How about four months?" Carrie started crying.
"I wanted to tell you, Jim, I was going too..."
"Fucking stop it, Carrie. For four fucking months you been fucking around with Michelle behind my back. Going to tell me doesn't mean shit. We have a family together and I thought we had a loving relationship. Guess I was wrong. The love in this relationship was all one sided."
"Jim, it just happened, I didn't mean for it to. One day Michelle and I..."
"Carrie, I can't talk to you right now. I'm too disgusted with you. I don't have any idea what I'm going to do. I'm going out for awhile and try to get my thoughts together. If it was with a guy, at least I could have beat the shit out of him before I left you. For some ungodly reason you think you having sex with another woman is all right. I'll be back in a couple of hours if I come back at all."
"Jim, I need to tell you... "
I heard her voice as I walked out and got into my car.
I wasn't a drinking man but I needed something stronger than coffee. I went over to one of the local clubs I belonged to and tried to get my thoughts together. God, I couldn't believe it. Why would she do such a thing? Where do I go from here? I know I have to listen to what she has to say but I knew I wouldn't be the same, no matter what she said. I remember reading about two women making it and how erotic it was. Well, I'm here to tell you that catching your wife with another woman is not erotic. It's sad and really hurts.
I went home about three hours later. Carrie was dressed like she normally dresses and had a pot of coffee made. She asked if we could sit in the living room and she would tell me exactly what happened. I was raging mad inside. I was just hoping I would be able to listen to her but I had my doubts.
I sat down on the couch and she came to sit next to me. I said, "Please sit in the chair. At this moment I don't want to be close to you." She was crying lightly.
I told her, "Before today I always felt sorry and hated to see you cry. But right now I didn't give a rat's ass about your feelings. You hurt me terribly and I don't know if I can ever forgive you."
She began to speak, "Jim, it just happened. One day when Michelle and I went shopping, we brought back our new clothes and were trying them on. Michelle kept complementing me on my body. We went and got some wine and I guess it lowered my inhibitions. As we were trying on clothes Michelle touched my breasts. She said they were so full and didn't sag hardly at all. I don't know why but I let her touch them. Then she began to touch my nipples. God, it felt incredible, another woman's touch. So much different from yours, Jim."
"So not only am I a lousy lover but Michelle is just what the doctor ordered. Much better than the old husband."
"Please, Jim, it wasn't like that. It's just that a woman's touch is different."
"Didn't you feel like you were cheating on me, Carrie? Didn't I even enter your mind?"
"Jim, I didn't feel I was cheating. Michelle kept telling me how men loved to see two women together. She said that her husband doesn't mind at all. She has been with other women for years."
"Do you hear yourself, Carrie? Having sex with another woman isn't cheating? In fact 'I would love it' is what your telling me. Carrie, I saw it and it made my stomach knot up. My wife being a slut for another woman. Letting her do the things you didn't want me to do. Let me ask you something. If you came home and I was letting another man fuck me in the ass, would it be a turn on to you? Would it, Carrie? Would it be cheating or not? That's what your telling me. That you having sex with someone other than me should be a turn on. Well, Carrie, big news. It made me sick and I don't know if I can live with it."
"Jim, I don't know what to say. In answer to your question, no, you having sex with another man would not be a turn-on and I would lose respect for you."
"Carrie, you disrespected me when you bedded down with Michelle. I don't want to touch you. I've lost all the respect I ever had for you. You see, love is more then sex. It's honesty, affection, trust, loyalty, and respect. You have none of those for me. I don't know what I going to do. I'm moving into the spare room. I don't want to be in the same bed as you."
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