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The minute I saw Teri, I knew what I wanted out of that speed dating gig my crazy buddy signed me up for. Actually, he bought seats for the whole group for that matchmaking thing, the bastard. We knew “good time” didn’t really mean “good” especially if it was to be in a cheesy place called “Lenny’s Cove”—at 4 in the afternoon, no less—but somehow all five of us ended up at its doorstep that sunny Tuesday… much to our personal delight. Just read on.

And oh yeah, all five of us are married too, making our participation in that dating all the more ridiculous. Luckily we didn’t see anybody who know us… or none of us would have had an absolutely GOOD time with our, uh, quick dates. Which means I wouldn’t have met my quick date Teri, who was the same age as mine and—surprise, surprise—is married herself. See where I got turned on the most?

She was wearing a blue tank and a sexy pair of skinny jeans. At first you wouldn’t really think of her as a 30something wife of some businessman, but chatting face-to-face with Teri and getting to know what interests her—like baking, upholstery and, currently and luckily for me, extramarital affairs—would tell you that she’s one hot unsatisfied wife in need of some lovin’. It was your kind of an adult match between the two of us, actually: intelligent adults who knew a discreet love affair was all we needed to get by our married lives… And we didn’t waste any more time.

When we had the getting-to-know chat out of the way, we decided to ditch the rest of the program and go someplace else to continue our “date.” (I looked around for the rest of my buddies and only saw just one other left there talking to an Asian teen girl.) We first went to this lonely cake shop two blocks away from Lenny’s—which made me wonder if that town was really intended for adult affairs and if there was a healthy supply of unsatisfied wives in the area—and had snacks and coffee. Aside from the fact that we had the nerve to eat snacks outside, at all, nothing was really awkward for both of us dating strangers. And Teri was so in the mood herself that I got more excited when she asked where I wanted to take her that night. “My husband’s away for five more days so no one’s gonna look for me at home.” My mind straddled between “take me tonight” and “five days.” We checked in a nearby motel in less than an hour.
The longer the time I spent with Teri, the more I thought of her husband as an idiot. This woman rocks! Smooth skin, firm rounded ass, nice tits, heavenly blowjob… and man, can she go on forever! If we guys can have the sex drive of teenagers at the age of 40, then Teri has the appetite of a sex starved cheerleader! Hot. Sexy. Momma. Teri was very pleased with my talents too that she asked when I was free from my wife’s radar… which I said could be very often especially now that I’ve met her.

Never underestimate the crazy things your buddies do for you, pal.

— Butch

On our first few years as a married couple Trevor and I—like other married people, I bet—for lack of a more grown-up expression, had a blast. We shared anything and everything and we loved every day of it. We cooked together, ate together, shopped, read the morning paper, watched weekly movies together… even feed Fatty, our cat, together. We love each other and we were yelling it out to the world. And that’s just half of it: On the more exciting part of life we got to enjoy more our sex life. We shared fantasies. We shared passion and we were never shy. We used to love making love!

Until our third child, our only daughter, was born. It was then that I began noticing changes in Trev. Small ones at first, then they escalated to bigger things. He began missing family dinners. He began sending me alone to do the grocery—lucky if he asks one of our sons to skip video games and go with me. He began missing out on our anniversaries (first kiss, first date, wedding anniversary!). His and his buddies’ baseball nights have stretched to weekend road trips. To all-nighters at his friends’ private parties. To mysterious gifts for friends’ she-cousins whom I never met despite all the birthdays they supposedly had celebrated.

And his mood—suddenly I lost touch on how to push his buttons. Lately it’s like grumpy now, grumpy again later. More than sad, it’s unfair. I even tried losing weight and regain my pre-mom body and looking more beautiful and sexier than my age for him to notice me again. But apparently, our gap has become bigger than my insecurities. The heat between us is gone and I don’t interest him anymore. Our friendship is off. The sex drive is lost… Now that I think of it, we haven’t had sex in the last seven months. We haven’t kissed in the lips since god knows when and I can’t even remember when we last went to bed at the same time!

I miss my husband. I miss the fun we used to have. I miss the passion and heat we used to share. I miss the connection. To him I am nothing but his housewife who cooks his meals. I love him so much and I don’t want to leave him… but it’s becoming too lonely and boring for me as well. It can be just a phase between me and Trevor but I have needs and I deserve to satisfy them now.

I need to do something.