It happened so long ago. I had been married for 20 years. I'm now 44 and I haven't had sex in 5 months. My husband has gone to his computer and now spends all his time looking at pornography and masturbating. I know, I should have listened to my friends, they told me I wouldn't be happy with him. But that was until recently, about 5PM last Tuesday. Let me fill you in on a few details before I begin.
I was born Lisa Conrad, I have an athletic build due to my love of workout's, and I have a "fair sized" chest (hey, a girl must have at least one secret, right?). My husband, well, he was born Mr. Brian Conrad, he was well built back when we started dating, I mean, that's what attracted me to him in the first place. But since we got married and he got his new fangled Internet (telling you, I cannot understand a single thing about these computers), he just fit's watching porn and eating. That and jerking off when I'm not around.
Well, this Tuesday started out like any other. I woke up next to my husband, headache, nausea. Too tired to care what time he got to bed at. I just looked at him, he looked like a beached whale. Ugh. It's amazing how people can let themselves go. I couldn't have cared more, it was a hot summer Texan morning and I had to get ready for a big party. Had to be there by 4:30PM. One of my friends was getting a new job in France, and so we were throwing her a big going-away party. With a few male strippers, of course! I looked at my clock; 7:30AM, I had just enough time to get to work, leave early, go home, get ready, and leave for the party. That is of course, if Mr. "I'm too sexy for my fat", didn't want more KFC brought in while he watches his porn.
I wont bore you with the details of my morning and mid-day, it bored me to even see it first hand (I work at a company answering calls for pregnancy support, workaholic you could call me).
I watched the clock from my desk at work, it was about to hit 2, I was nearly free! Then it happened, my cell rang. A sinking feeling came to me and I checked the name (please don't be him please don't be him!). It was Jacqueline, with a sigh of relief I picked it and said "yes?".
"I hope you will be ready for this party, Lisa!"
"I hope so too, Jacky, I really need some time away from home."
"Why do you think I invited you first?"
"Because no one else picked up their phone?"
"Lisa, you have 2 and a half hours, do not be late!"
"I won't Jacky" I said nervously as I noticed the clock had just hit 2PM.
"You better not be either!" She muttered back at me.
"Look, I have to get moving if I'm making it." I said, eager to get out of this place.
"Not a problem honey bunches, just don't let that fat ass tell you to stay home, he's been making you his slave and property for far too long!"
"I wont Jacky, bye for now!" I said as I hung up. I grabbed my purse and made for the door. The drive home I put on my cheesy '80's album. Sang every song home. I pulled up the drive, half expecting him to be watching TV for a change, asking me to bring him some more food of some fatty origin to feed him. Can you see I'm mad on workouts?
I entered the house, slowly. I looked around, no one here... I ran upstairs to shout at him for watching porn again and as I flung open the door to our bedroom, nothing...