I have been divorced for 2 years now. I have a good career going with a good salary. My life is good, but I just can't find a woman to get me interested in a serious relationship. Every date I have, I have to wonder if this woman is or would be true to me. I read stories of cheating wives and wonder if I could ever find a woman that would not cheat on me.
My name is John, no pun intended, but I got my 'Dear John' when I discovered that my wife had been fucking other guys during the whole seven years that we had been married.
It took me a long time to get suspicious. After all it's hard to imagine that your wife is cheating on you when we fucked every night, 7 nights a week and twice on Saturday and Sunday. She was a wild woman and insisted on my cumming at least twice,
I used the money in our savings that was intended for our eighth anniversary for a trip to Europe. It paid for the services of a private investigator. When I learned the truth, an attorney was hired. The ex to be was served and then ejected from my home and life. She claimed to be a sexual deviant and one man could not satisfy her needs. She vowed she loved only me, but had to have constant sex from me and others.
Being in a state where adultery was grounds for a divorce, I came out smelling like a rose. I bought the house before the marriage, and we had no kids...all in my favor. She had to pay for her own attorney and she left my life with my blessings.
Early June, I got home from work and by 6 pm, my dinner was almost ready. The door bell rang and when I answered, lo and behold, there was Janet, the slut. I reached for the edge of the door ready to slam it in her face. She said, "Please, John, I need to talk to you."
Janet began to cry and again said, "John, please give me at least 5 minutes. Please listen to me."
I then said, "I have no time to talk to sluts. Please leave, my dinner is ready and I have every intention to eat in peace."
Janet was really sobbing now, looked down and then turned and started to walk away. I shut the door and went to eat my dinner.
For the next three nights in a row, Janet showed up at my door pleading to talk to me. Finally I gave in to give her a 5 minutes to talk and she would then be out of my life again.
I let her in and she sat on the sofa. I sat across from her. She began to bawl and I said, "You are wasting your five minutes. Talk or get out."
She wiped the tears from her eyes and then began. "John, I love you with all my heart. I will always love you. In the last two years I have been seeing a psychologist for my sexual disorders. I just need your love, to only be in your bed with you."
I remained silent and she said nothing further. I told her, "Your time is up,
please leave now." The water works were really beginning to flow now. She realized that I wasn't going to answer her, so she got up and slowly walked to the door with her head hung down. She opened the door and left without saying anything else.
All night and the rest of the week I kept remembering the times we had. Even the sex we had was fantastic. But then I also remembered that when we weren't together, she was having good times with other men. Since she was getting therapy, she may have changed. I still didn't know if I could trust her. I had trusted her for the seven years we were married, but she was cheating. She was a slut and whore all through our marriage.