Is there any perfect life? from my point of view, that it depends on how a person views life itself. Like any other human being, there is always up and down in life. But as human beings, we had constrained that our freedom is affecting another human being. It took me my marriage and personal life hit by a 4x4 to wake me up from dreamland.
My name is Carla, 42 years old, 5'6" with an hourglass body which most women dreamed off and a bewitching face that could melt almost any man who looks my way. I was born in a highly educated family and with my background education, I could have almost any conversation in life. From what kind of skincare products, clothing trends until cooking secret and recipes for most women, sports, game, politics and investment and economics trend for most men.
I was married to Gerald Brauer when I was 24, he is 4 years older than me, he works for the second largest bank in the country as IT staff with a bright future ahead of him. We live in Charlotte, NC, in a good and nice neighborhood. I might be living in an all-American dream, and since I live in a dream, I took everything I owned for granted.
I have had a very loving husband who will try to fulfill any wish that I had, treat me like a princess, knows my preferences including sex, always be there for me when I need him and believe it or not, he always is there as my trash bin when I need to bitch my work and a place to cry on when life gets harder for me.
But make no mistake, every marriage has its trouble, we may not have trouble with money, but when two different persons with two different personalities, background and family customs to become one, there must be some clash here and there, up and down, but as gentle as he is, mostly he will back off and try to accommodate me. I swear to God that he is a perfect husband for any woman who knew him.
My perfect American dream was shattered into pieces by my own two hands, I was so willing to jump into a deep pit and when my loving husband tries to help me by throwing a rope, I was denied him and choose to stay in the pit that I made my self. I was thought I was so clever and strong then my ego and stubbornness lead me by the leash, and in the end, I hurt every person who cares for and loves me sincerely.
When my marriage was entered the fourth year, I received a wedding invitation from my boss. She is 47 and it is her second marriage, her previous husband was KIA when a terrorist organization ambush his convoy. As her trusted subordinate and a good friend of hers, she was asking me as a bridesmaid and I accepted it with honor. My husband patiently accompanied me here and there for the occasion, from fitting my bridesmaid dress to search matching jewelry, he always attentively sees me and gives his best to speak his opinion when asked. Later, I knew that his action was making a lot of women jealous and envious, they want their spouses to act at least half on how Gerald treats me.
The wedding runs smoothly without any glitch and hiccups, everything just perfect. By the time we got to our own home, Gerald holds me in his arm and said that he was had many weddings, but none of the brides as beautiful and lovely as I was on our wedding day, and it is still the same until today. What was he said make my heart flutter and I think that Gerald could saw steams arise from my head.
One week after the wedding, I had to go to Washington, DC for an official business trip, and probably I had to stay for a week or more if the situation required. Gerald as a loving husband is very supportive, he helps me packing for my trip and wishes me a good trip and success for my job there, so I will have the promotion that I had been longing for the past 4 months.
By the time I was arrived in Washington, immediately I text Gerald that I was safely arrived and heading to the destined hotel, by the time, we still had a good communication, it last until the fourth day of my stay in Washington.
I meet an Italian-American, 6'1" tall, body build as a male god with six-pack abdomens, a charming smile, and a handsome face. His blue eyes capture my heart as soon as we shake hands, and his smile immediately makes me his prisoner. Although Gerald is quite good looking, there is something different about Antonio, it seems that he is glowing with a heavenly light, full of male hormone that could make me drunk and melt.
As my job required me to meet him often, I began to know him more, how women tend to be near him naturally, and that makes me jealous, a typical alpha male, he knows what he wants and he will get it no matter what. I know I suppose to avoid this feeling, but I cannot, and at that time, I didn't want to. Being separated by 400 miles more or less from my husband, my ego and cleverness kick in, I have to get this man.
Do not believe and I repeat and emphasize, DO NOT BELIEVE when a woman cheating that she didn't know what was she thinking at that time, spur of the moment, etc. Been there, done that, just like most men, when he saw a beautiful woman, he will say that the lady was beautiful and attracted to the women, so we are a woman. What makes it different is, what you going to do after you know the opposite gender is attractive?
What Gerald does (and I know this so much later) when he faces an attractive opposite gender is to keep his distance, keep an attitude as a married man. But me, although it is the first time I do feel strongly attracted to the opposite gender after my marriage, I want to be close and to know more about him (as a friend at that time). That what was sealed my downfall, as days went by, my closeness to Antonio grown, from a pure friend to bed partner. Do not blame alcohol, alcohol has nothing to do with your action, ask your own heart what you want?
What is supposed as 7 days trip, become 10 days, I made excuse to my boss and company that it required a longer period to finished my job and it was approved, Gerald also give his blessing for my extended stay, but I took it as a blessing for my infidelity. To all men out there, do not believe that there was guilt when a women cheat, when it was done, yes there is guilt, but when a woman does, no, there is no guilt.
I was enjoying my time with Antonio, our dinner together, our chat, our gesture, everything, it was pure joy, and I was long for more. As Antonio knew that I was married, we took our action carefully and secretly, no intimate gesture when we are together at the workplace or when our presence is required by work. I feel so smart, I feel power over my marriage and I got drunk by this new power that I had.
When Antonio and I kiss goodbye for the last time, by then I felt guilty to my husband, do not believe that a woman will feel dirty after the first cheat, only sorry, sorry that she was capable to cheat and we will question our self like how can this happened, what is wrong with me so I was cheating my spouse, etc. (it happened only for the first time) But think it clearly, as I also a woman, I know that the charm of our opposite gender, our daydream on how it feels to be in his strong arm and feel secure in it and how it feels to make love (some woman will think it was just sex, casual sex or any other excuse) to him that lured us in.
If any reader out there believes that after the first cheat that nothing is different, you are wrong, there will always be something different when we cross the line. For myself, driving by sorry for my husband, I have become more attentive to Gerald, I felt that I need to make up to him for my cheating behavior, it only took me for a while, my action to be more attentive to Gerald exhaust my spirit and soul. The proverb "Once a cheater always a cheater" is true.
My extra effort to be more attentive has created a new circle of life for me, and this circle is eating me a life, it only took me 3 days before I began to remember my time with Antonio, how wonderful is our time together and it create need to experience it once again. As a human being, we as a woman believe that we deserve to experience it once again, and a matter of fact, we believe that not just once, but we believe that we deserve to experience that wonderful time every day.
Those feeling and need accumulating each passing day, until I broke down on the sixth days. I miss him, I long to be in his embrace, I want to see his charming smile, and other thousand emotions began to explode and the result is I called Antonio, just to heard his voice makes my emotions calm when I heard his flirt through the phone, it makes my heart race and my most intimate place is going wet in anticipation for another sex session.
Because all of this, once a perfect husband become unperfect, from one or two weakness become millions of imperfections. I become blind, all I could say was his weakness and start to compared Gerald with Antonio. Please ladies, at this phase, do not ever say that you will never compare your spouse with your friend with benefit (if you ever denied him as your lover so let's called it FwB then), been there done that.
No matter if you choose to gain a new friend with benefit so your cheat won't be discovered by your spouse or keep your lover beside you because you already feel comfortable with him, the result will be the same, you will enter this devil circle and become trapped inside. At this phase, Gerald as an attentive spouse becomes aware of my changing behavior, I began to create lies after lies to my spouse, families, and friends that care, love, and trying to help, what can I say, I already blind, my lies become the truth for myself.