Whenever we go on a vacation or a trip, I usually find myself wandering off and doing a two-or-three-night-stand with some guy. If my husband has to go out of town, I usually go out and pick up some guy for some Hotel Olympics.
I'm not dissatisfied with my husband. I just get this urge. I don't know if my husband knows or not. I don't have romances or love affairs, just romps.
what makes me feel bad is that if I knew my husband had ever slept with another woman, it would devastate me. I can stand being a liar and a cheater, but being a hypocrite really makes me sick.


