A Big Disagreement

My husband and I are mired in a big disagreement. In reality, we have totally different foundational values and that is taxing on our relationship. This disagreement relates to parental type things.

Last weekend I stormed out of the house and went to visit a girl friend of mine. She is married as well and has a better relationship than mine, although strong and secure are not words for her relationship either.

We decided to go out for a drink together. At the bar we ran into some guy friends. It was a lot of small talk until I had one too many craft beers. I confided in my friend that one of the guys wanted to fuck me. She told me your secret is my secret - like the Kelsea B song.

A little while later I am in the guys Suburban SUV chomping my mouth down on his cock. I didn’t care at the time. I was mad, drunk and horny. He ended up fucking me. He was good.

For the first time in 14 years, I did something for me - not my husband, not my parents, not my kids, not my job - for me. It felt good and I felt free.

Here I sit, no regrets and no real plan to do that again. I do not want to be a serial cheater but I may partake if I need something for me.