I’ve been married for 9 years, and before that we were together for two. I never wanted to marry my husband — I really only did it to make him happy. He’s a good man, but I don’t love him nearly as much as he loves me, and in the past few years, I’ve come to understand that I don’t really love him at all. I’m fond of him, and I don’t want to hurt him, but that’s a different thing. He’s quite good in bed, but frankly, it’s never been that interesting for me. I’ve been faking orgasms for years.
So, that’s the background. I’m not sure what happened, but something in me snapped, and I’ve become involved with another person. Yes, I’m having an affair. Granted, he lives on another continent, and he’s totally unsuitable for me, but I love him, and I can’t get the feeling of his touch off my skin, even after more than two months.
That said, can somebody explain why I jumped a good male friend last night (husband lives temporarily on the other side of the country)? This is a dual infidelity: to my husband and to my lover. It was a friendly kind of thing, and fun, and we did have sex five times in one night (ow!), but can somebody tell me what the hell is wrong with me? 36 year old professional women are not supposed to behave this way!
