Your Husband's Mistress Is Your Closest Sister, Hold Her Close To You

When my husband started his little affair with M at work I was 'hurt' and dejected. My best friend said 'you know you're having sex with her too'. Cold water reality check. Thank God it's M, what if it was some whore or office slut? No, M is perfectly okay with me.

When I opened up the conversation at home about M my husband got less cranky. Sex was both physical and conversational. How is M doing? You know young girls need both parental and manly attention. Sex was vivid, especially when he came home from being with her. He needed to be assertive with me. Best sex ever. I was well aware she was still 'on' him.

M turned 29. A little old for playing around. I gave my husband something to think about. Offer to get her pregnant. The caboose of her fertility train is in sight. M chose to break off the affair.

Christmas party, M has to confront me. I hold her gently. I whisper in her ear 'are you okay?' M says no, not okay. What led me to tell him to get her pregnant? Because, sweety, you need a baby. I did not tell her she was the only girl I could imagine sharing children. I wanted her pregnant, I confess that.

A man's mistress is a woman's alter ego. I wanted more sex with her, I wanted my husband happy with his girl. At that time I was obsessed with her outgrowing her fertility. I spent the rest of the evening talking to her, pleading with her. It's time, is what I told her. It's time. Join me and all your sisters in the world of blessed motherhood.

Teaching her to nurse. How can a girl not know how to nurse? I made sure my seven year old daughter was present. Nursing is a sacred duty, my grandma said something like that. Maybe nursing is a woman's burden. I don't remember. All I know is you got to do it.

When my husband has sex with me, I'm having sex with M. When my husband has sex with M, she is having sex with me. That makes us sisters.