I'm inclined to tell my story in hope's it will help someone else out there. I cheated, I regretted it. I'm sure there are many people who are living the same nightmare as I was. Just maybe my story will shed some light on the possibility if salvaging true love with a good, kindhearted, loving man.
Maybe you can find a way to share my story with the one who's heart you broke or maybe the one who broke your heart and find your way back. If you're willing to go as far as I did.
My name is Dedra and my husband of twenty years is Andrew. We never had any children. I love Andrew and I know I'll never find another man that is as kindhearted and loving as he is.
I didn't know how to fix it. I was just watching our relationship slowly die. How long could I expect him to wallow in resentment until one day he just didn't come home, most likely followed by some police officer handing me a registered letter from a divorce attorney.
I didn't want to loose him, I would do whatever I had to do to keep him. I loved him, I need him and I was willing to do just about anything to fix it.
It all started last summer. Andrew and his family have a cabin about twenty miles out of town.
It's up in the woods. It sits in a beautiful meadow and has a view of a small lake. Its been in the family for years. We were there for a three day weekend with two guys that Andrew worked with and their wives.
We all were getting along very well. Lots of joking and laughing. The second night we all were sitting around a campfire. It was a beautiful night, the sky was filled with stars and it was warm enough that the camp fire wasn't needed to keep warm, nonetheless, it was comforting.
The beers were going down like water. All of us were getting a good buzz going. Someone brought out a bottle of tequila. It was passed from one person to the next, everyone whooping and making faces after a sip then chasing it with beer.
Half an hour or so later, Linda, Rob's wife was wondering out into the trees. We all could hear her puking. Ted and Lisa started getting hot on each other. They staggered off giggling and kissing toward a tent they had set up in the meadow.
My husband Andrew never was much of a drinker. He was falling asleep in the reclining lawn chair he had been sitting in. I remember laughing when he dropped his beer bottle and didn't even look to see what happened. He was gone!
Linda came staggering back by. She only raised her hand as she went past the fire and into the cabin.
Rob and I sat making jokes about the rest of them being light weights. We finished the last of the bottle. I remember saying that I needed to go pee. Rob smiled at me and said "Me too!"
We giggled like kids as we walked only a little way into the darkness and away from the fire. In the tall grass, he stopped, turned to the side, unbuttoned his pants and started peeing. Not wanting to stop beside him I took a couple more steps, pulled my pants down and squatted to pee. As I was peeing I turned, Rob was directly between the fire and myself.
I couldn't pull my eyes from the silhouette of his cock as he was looking up at the stars. It wasn't as fat as Andrew's and obviously not any longer. When he finished he stroked it several times, pulling on it as if milking the last drops from it.
I don't know why but I said, "Nice!"
He turned to see me watching him. Without a word, Rob still pulling on his cock stepped in front of me. "Want a closer look?" He whispered.
I reached out and cupped his balls as I stood up. His hand reached between my legs. There was no foreplay, kissing or anything. He slipped a finger between the puffy folds and rubbed rough circles over my clit then pushed into me and instantly began fingering me. It took my breath away. I don't remember stepping out of my pants and I don't remember him laying me down in the grass. I do remember my legs on his shoulders and him grunting on top of me as he plowed into me.
It all came to an abrupt end when we both heard Andrew say, "Well that's fucked up!"
He had stepped into the darkness to relieve himself of all the beer he had drank and walked right up on us. I watched the taillights of our car until they faded into the distance.
Rob and I didn't have much to say to each other as we made our way into the cabin. He went to bed with Linda and I laid on the old sofa hoping to hear the car coming back. At some point I drifted off to sleep. I got a ride home the next morning with Ted and Lisa.
The house was quite and Andrew wasn't there. I sat crying at the kitchen table. How could I have been so stupid? I didn't remember anything enjoyable about laying in the grass while Rob was grunting on top of me. It all seemed like a bad dream and nothing more. I'm not sure how long I sat crying at the table with my head in my hands. Andrew didn't answer his phone and he didn't come home that night.
I made myself get up the next morning and go to work at my little flower and gift shop. Brinda, the young woman I had hired a couple of weeks before was waiting at the door. She asked me what was wrong before saying good morning.
I only shook my head as I unlocked the door.
Brinda was an extremely attractive woman, Twenty four years old with a smile and personality that brought the best out in customers. Her bright red dreadlocks and big brown eyes just seemed to make people smile. She was wise for her age.
I was making coffee when Brinda asked again, "So are you going to tell me what's going on or are you just going to be silent with tears in your eyes all day?"
I ended up telling her the whole story as we sat eating lunch later that day.
Andrew never returned any of my calls or texts that day.
My heart beat hard in my chest when I pulled my car up next to his in the driveway when I went home that evening.
It was a few day before he said a word to me.
I knew I had broken his heart. Saying that I was sorry only seemed to make things worse.
He had quit his job. I'm sure it was because he couldn't face the people at work, wondering if word had gotten out that his wife was a slut.
It was so miserable at home that I actually considered moving out myself. We finally started talking one night when I asked him if he wanted me to leave. His reply filled me with sadness. He said, "You just made me feel so fucking useless. Why would you do that? Am I not good enough? You need a bigger cock? You need to someone to fuck you harder than I do? How would you feel if you walked in on me banging somebody that you worked with? How many others have there been Dedra?"
It was an extremely uncomfortable conversation that only lasted a few minutes before he just went to bed in the spare bedroom.
The next day at work I watched Brenda as she was bending over in her spandex restocking the cooler with new flowers that had come in. I wished my ass was still as cute as hers.
At lunch we were chatting after she had asked how I was doing. I finally told her what had been going through my mind that morning.
I asked her, "Breda, this may sound crazy but, would you consider doing my husband? An apology gift from me? I would make it up to you somehow."
The question didn't seem to surprise her in the least. She said, "I totally understand where your coming from but I don't think I'm your girl. I too was cheated on by someone that I was totally in love with. It ruined me, and beside that it would probably ruin our friendship in the end. You should look for someone else." She reached across the table and put her hand on mine. She grinned and said, "But, I haven't had any sex other than solo in more than a year. I would definitely consider doing you if it doesn't work out for you two."
Her last words really stunned me. I hadn't expected this young woman to be hitting on me and I hadn't even considered that she may like women. That afternoon I couldn't help looking at her every chance had, wondering what it would be like to be with her. She was half my age and cute.
That evening when we were getting ready to close up for the weekend I invited her to come over for dinner. I suggested Chinese because there was a Chinese restaurant on the way home and Andrew loved their sweet and sour chicken.
To my surprise, Brenda accepted my invitation.
I saw a twinkle in Andrew's eyes that I hadn't seen in awhile when I introduced them. I noticed him glance at her butt when she turned around to set the food on the table.
We all enjoyed the meal and it was the first time Andrew and I had laughed since the camping trip.
We had a few drinks during and after eating so we all were starting to loosen up a bit.
At one point Andrew got up to go use the restroom. While he was gone, Brinda leaned close and whispered, "Your husband is handsome! Were you serious when you asked me if I would do him?"
I nodded a yes.
Brinda smiled a devious smile and said, "I'll do it if it can be all three of us!" She giggled, "I'll be your unicorn!"
