Living on the edge has never been my philosophy. If anything, I am a rule follower. Oh, I might stretch some rules a bit, but like a stretched rubber band I snap back to a personal reality in due course.
A while back on these pages I confessed to having cheated on my loving, adorable, little miss perfect wife. The seven-year itch hit, my then secretary lured me into her provocative web, and after a few weeks of good --- make that great --- sex, we were caught in the act. The fact that I was getting a wonderful blow job in my wife's car didn't help matters, and after my wife Jane stopped screaming, and after she stopped slapping my secretary and calling her every name from slut to whore, things only got worse.
After a thousand apologies, some counseling, a Nordstrom credit card, and the purchase of a new car to "exorcise" the demons in the old one Jane and I made up. Today, we are happily married once again. I have been and will continue to be a good boy. Still, as I wrote a while back, there are some people who are natural born cheaters who do so without their spouse ever having an inkling of their transgressions.
In a prior story I wrote about Artie, my friend in Accounting, who had a penchant for bedding a variety of young miss and missus without his wife having a second of concern that her man was straying. This man has boulders for balls, and could lie his way out of anything. Over several days we spoke about his shadow life and exploits with women of all shapes, sizes and personalities. His frank interview touched on everything from sex to guilt and everything in between.
After that story was published I received numerous notes of positive feedback. But there were a few which were anything but positive. I was accused of being a louse, a promoter of cheating, and a male chauvinist. Centering on some complaints was the fact I had not spoken with a woman to give the interview equal time.
In the interest of fairness, I did find a woman to agree to be anonymously interviewed on the topic, and like Artie, she was very candid in her responses. Jessica is a sweet 35-year-old woman who has been married nine years. An attractive, 5-6 brunette, wearing jeans and a slinky chiffon top, she seemed a bit nervous when I turned on the tape recorder.
Q: We've talked on the Internet about your dalliances, and I wonder if you would be willing to go off the record on this topic if no specific personal details are exposed so that you will remain anonymous?
A: As long as nobody can identify me, why not? I mean, you promise to return the tape to me once you are done the story?
Q: Surely. I'll give you my license to hold onto or something. It will be our little secret. So…let's begin. Do you love your husband?
A: Absolutely. We have a good relationship and he is my best friend. We've had our ups and downs, but he's a great man.
Q: But you have strayed from your wedding vows, correct? If you love him, why have you cheated on him?
A: I've thought about that since reading your other story. Like your friend, it is a complicated question to answer. My husband is a wonderful man. We are soul mates. We live a good life, have great friends and so forth. But for me there is something missing. He's an older man, he's about 20 years older than me, and over the last few years sex has gotten less frequent and wasn't very satisfying.
At first I tried to change things in my marriage, I'd be more seductive, think of ways to seduce him, entice him, and turn him on more often. I have a dresser full of sexy lingerie. I've tried to talk dirty. I've attempted to do things he said he liked having done to him. But after a while I realized he just didn't have the same desires I had. It was something I lived with.
I love him. I would never leave him. I don't want to get caught in any compromising position, I don't want him to know. I don't want him hurt. I just wanted, needed, a little more.
Q: Yet something changed. You admitted to me that you have cheated on him. Why?
A: With my last answer as a start, you can see I was frustrated at not getting the sex I wanted. Deep down, I wanted to try it all. Apart from having no desire for a lot of pain or humiliation, there wasn't much I didn't want to do or try. My husband wasn't satisfying that need, and I started looking elsewhere.
Q: How was sex before you were married?
A: Very good. Maybe not as frequent as I would have liked, but the frequency didn't bother me back then. It was good, although in retrospect it wasn't as risqué or naughty as I would have liked. I wanted to experiment, like with mild bondage, watching pornography while doing "it", or anal play, and that wasn't his bag. He likes missionary, he likes me to be submissive rather than active, and overall, isn't very imaginative in bed. With a lover, it is different. I rarely do missionary with a lover. I just might try anything. It's exciting, the sex is a little more on the edge.
Q: You wanted a little more sex with a wild flavor, eh?
A: (laughs) Yes, I guess so. I mean, nothing really crazy, but I just hated it when I'd run my finger along his ass and he'd jump back, or that he obviously didn't enjoy it when I got on top of him. Heck, most guys would love to be blown in the car, but he would push me away if I even attempted it. Oops, that one hit close to home, huh?
Q: You are really funny. I guess you did read my other story, the one where my wife caught me with my cock in my secretary's mouth. But seriously, do you fear that he will find out that you have cheated on him?
A: Oh lord yes. It would break his heart. I am definitely not open or overt about cheating. We don't have an "agreement". A girlfriend of mine was caught cheating by her husband, and my husband caller her a whore. I can't imagine what he would call me. So I take precautions. I am very careful.
Q: How many times have you cheated?