I didn't know what to think. I was having an on-line affair. I know it's stupid but it started out so innocently. My wife of twenty years and I were just growing further apart. We argued over every little thing from the toilet seat being left up to me watching football on a Sunday afternoon. I had just had enough of this bickering. I just decided to stop talking to her except when necessary. We both worked so that meant we only had to spend a few hours in the evening together. I worked in a large auto plant and she worked in one of the small neighborhood parts plants. Neither of us graduated from college but we did end up with decent jobs.
Our life was pretty normal. We hardly ever did anything alone. We spent most of our free time going to the kids' school functions. Our vacations were usually spent fixing up the house or taking the kids somewhere.
We still slept together if you wanted to call it that. We had a king size bed and both slept on opposite sides. Every time I tried to cuddle up to her I got the nasty replies. "Leave me alone, "I'm too tired," "Move away from me, your body's too hot," and of course the proverbial, "Not tonight, I have a headache." It got to the point that I didn't even try anymore.
One day she pissed me off and I yelled at her. "Maybe you're having an affair. At least someone out there is getting some." God, that was the last thing I needed to deal with. I really hoped it was just a change of life or something. I really loved her but our marriage was headed to the divorce courts at this rate.
One day I was playing around on the computer and started reading some sexy stories. Damn, some of these stories were hot. I do have to say in all honesty that some were pretty shitty also. I couldn't stand those stories where some guy lets some stupid fuck come in and watch him have sex with his wife. If it were me, I'd pound the shit out of the guy or shoot him if he was bigger than me. Then I would either be divorced or in jail for killing the son of a bitch as well as my wife.
I guess I'm one of the 'double standard' guys. I love to read the stories about the cheating wife. I do have to say I like to always see her get caught at the end. I started reading some cheating wife stories by female writers. Boy, do they ever have a different point of view.
One day I went to a chat room. I'd never been to one before. It was just a lot of people talking about all sorts of things. I went to one where people were talking about their lousy marriages because it seemed to fit my situation the best. After listening for a little bit (reading the remarks), I started typing. I was "talking" about my home situation.
Some woman answered my reply and asked me if I wanted to talk about it? She said we could go to a side room. That's where only the two of us can write to each other. I typed in yes and went to the side chat room.
She told me her age which was just a few years younger than me and that she was in an unhappy marriage. I was feeling sorry for her. I couldn't help it. My marriage was in the shits too so I felt we had so much in common. She said she lived a couple of states away. At least four hundred miles. Damn, if she lived closer I know I would have tried to see her.
Her letters to me were always about meeting me and all the things she would do to me and let me do to her. She became my dream girl. I just became obsessed with her. I couldn't help it. She said she would have oral sex and do all the things my wife and I haven't done for years. I was about ready to leave my messed up marriage and head west. Our talk went on every night for a couple of weeks.
One day when I talked about leaving my wife and going to see her, she got scared. That's when she started telling me the truth. She was so sorry for leading me on. She said she meant nothing by it. People in chat rooms do it all the time. It's kind of a sexual turn-on like having phone sex. Nobody gets hurt. She thought I was just fantasizing, when in reality I was believing everything she told me. I guess I just thought my marriage was over and I found a new love, only at the time I must have been out of my mind.
I do have to say I really felt hurt when she started telling me the truth. At first I didn't know what to believe. Then common sense set in. I started thinking with my brain instead of my dick.
Why I would have thought that a woman, whom I had never met and really had no idea what she looked like other than what she told me, would be interested in me. For all I knew it might have just been a guy disguising himself as a woman.
How could I be so stupid. I guess if you want something or someone bad enough you will believe or do anything. The bad part was everything I told her about me and my marriage were real. I was releasing my heart and soul to a perfect stranger because I thought she was doing the same with me. No wonder we had so much in common. I told her my life stories and she just agreed that her life was the same.
When the truth started to come out, she told me she was really older then she first mentioned. She said that she was divorced but had a boyfriend and was planning on getting married in a few months. Boy, that marriage is starting off on the wrong foot.
So here I was ready to give up my life as I knew it and move two states away with a perfect stranger. I decided to really sit down and take a look at my life. To take the blinders off and see what I almost gave up.
My wife and I had grown apart. Why? That's what I decided to work on. What could I do to save my marriage? If I trusted a perfect stranger why couldn't I trust the woman I chose to spend my life with. The woman who bore my children. The one who said she wanted me twenty years before.
I walked into the bedroom and looked at my wife. She was beautiful. Every bit as good looking and sexy as the day we got married. She looked up at me and asked me what my problem was? I told her that we had a big problem in our marriage and I wanted to solve that problem and be a loving husband. I told her that just seeing her lay there brought back great memories and I wanted them again.
For the first time she looked at me and started to believe me. She told me she would like that too. She figured I just didn't love her anymore and we were just going to have a marriage of convenience. She started to get tears in her eyes which made me feel the same way.
I asked her if she would like to do something more spontaneous? She asked like what? I told her that we were going to go away for the weekend to just be together. I would get us a motel for a couple of nights and we could do whatever she wanted.
She looked at me and said, "Are you serious?"
"Yes, I couldn't be more serious. I want to be alone with you and just enjoy being with you. We fell in love over twenty-one years ago, but we let it slip away and started taking each other for granted. No more. I will never take you for granted again. I don't just want to be your husband. I want to be your lover and best friend like we used to be."
I told her that our kids were old enough to stay home and be trusted by themselves. Our oldest and only daughter was nineteen and the boys were seventeen and fifteen. They would probably think it was great to be left alone for a couple of days.
I then climbed in bed next to my wife. I had made up my mind that any loving sex between us would wait until our getaway weekend. She did cuddle up to me as we went to sleep.
When I got up the next morning I felt great. I went to work and had a great day. I might have been just a factory worker but its like I had a change of life experience. I even enjoyed my work that day. After I got off I headed to a travel agent and got some information on things to do in the next state. We hardly ever traveled anywhere in our lifetime. That was all going to change. We were going to start doing lots of things together.
I reserved a room for two nights at the Holiday Inn. For some people that might have been nothing but for us it was special. I picked up some brochures on things to do in the area and took them home to Sue. When I walked in and handed the brochures to her she walked up and kissed me. I can't tell you the last time she did that. We sat at the table and she picked out some stuff she would like to do. She looked at me and asked if we could afford to do this? I told her, "We can't afford not to."
When the kids got home we told them about our plans. They were so happy for us. They could see we were drifting apart and were so glad to see we were going to try and come together.
We left on Friday night and were all excited about our weekend jaunt together. After checking into the motel I told her I wanted to take her shopping to buy something sexy to wear that night. She couldn't believe it. I was actually volunteering to take her shopping. We went to the nearest mall and she picked out a sexy negligee to wear that night. Then we went to the women's dress department. I told her to find something nice to wear to dinner and anywhere else she might want to go.
It's hard to believe but I enjoyed shopping with her, for her. This is part of the give and take. She wanted some personal attention from me and was now getting it. How could I have become so stupid throughout the years and not notice this. I told her to buy a new bathing suit because our motel had a pool and hot tub and we were going to take advantage of it. I went to the mens' department to buy myself a new bathing suit also. She laughed and picked up a pair of Speedos for me. I laughed and said I don't hardly think so.
After paying for our purchases I asked her what she wanted to do next. She asked if we could just have a nice dinner and then stay and enjoy the pool and hot tub tonight and tomorrow, which was Saturday, we could do all our running around. I told her that was fine with me as we headed back to the motel. After we arrived back at our room we cleaned up a little and she put on one of her new outfits and we headed down to the restaurant. She looked beautiful. It was a simple skirt and blouse but about all I ever saw her in was jeans. I couldn't remember the last time I saw her in a mini-skirt. About four inches above her knees, and a red kind of silky blouse. When we were seated at a table I chose to sit next to her instead of across from her. She looked at me and said, "You're going to try to feel me up, aren't you?" as she smiled.
"Only if you let me," I replied.
Our waiter came and we ordered a drink and then looked over the dinner menu. After we ordered I put my hand on her knee. Panty hose, damn it, I always hated panty hose. I slid my hand up her thigh anyway. All of a sudden I felt skin. My mouth dropped open and she smiled. "Nylons and garters, I remembered how much you hated panty hose."
God, I got an instant hard-on. I watched her bite her lip as I slid my hand all the way up her thigh. She quickly put her legs together and trapped my hand between her thighs.