I am a 40 year old Midwest housewife. My name is Donna, but have had the nickname "DD" since my early teens due to my large chest. I have been married 16 years to my husband Dave. We have two pre-teen kids. Dave has been a good supporter as I have only had to work part time jobs and been able to focus on raising our children.
Our marriage was rock solid until Dave confessed to me an affair he had with a coworker. I had suspected it all along but didn't have any proof. He promised to discontinue seeing her. I still love him but my sexual desire for him waned after that. Since then I have mainly faked it during sex. I never thought of revengeful cheating however the hurt it caused was hard to live with. I thought I was all my husband would desire.
I often receive whistles and comments from men when I am out and about. I am 5'5, 160, maybe a borderline BBW. I have dark brown hair that is shoulder length, brown eyes as I am Native American with a hint of Irish. Now my figure is what turns heads. I wear a GG cup bra, small waist and have a big round ass to balance out my hourglass figure. People say I am like Jessica Rabbit on steroids. I am proud of my figure, I don't have to workout or diet real hard. I have been blessed with being natural.
About three months ago I pulled into a grocery store parking lot. As I was walking into the store I noticed a car pulling in next to my SUV with a woman and a infant child in a car seat. I went inside the store remembering my children at that age and how I missed those days.
I only had to purchase a few items and was in the store maybe twenty minutes. As I exited I noticed a small crowd of people around my SUV and a police car parked behind it. I stopped for a moment to analyze the situation. I noticed the cop working on the driver door with a metal tool of the car that the young mother had pulled next to me in.
As I approached the small crowd and noticed the young mother sobbing hysterically. She had locked her keys in the car and the infant was locked inside. It was early May and the temperature that day was in the mid 90's. The Midwest gets the extreme of all four season. I could see the infant in the car seat. He was sleeping away and didn't notice anything. After a couple of minutes which seemed like forever the officer was able to unlock the door and the young mother retrieved her baby. The child was fine. The small crowd began clapping and praising the officer.
That's when I noticed him. I have always been so in love with Dave that until this moment I had never really noticed another man in this aspect. He was tall, about 6'1, nice broad shoulders and strong arms. His uniform shirt sleeves could barely contain his biceps. He had a shaved head and intense blue eyes. His face was ruggedly handsome, kind of reminded me of a mix of Bruce Willis and Ed Harris.
I wasn't sure of his age but he looked to be mid to late 30's. I watched him calm the young mother almost in a fatherly way. He had a very stern look about him but yet seemed so nice. He then walked to his police car and smiled in a boyish grin as he told me he would move so I could get into my SUV. I then went home and made dinner however I couldn't get the image of that cop out of my mind. I had never looked at another man in that manner since I had been married. I felt guilty for having those thoughts.
After a couple of days of thinking about the officer I let it subside. The guilt overwhelmed me. I was raised to be true to my man no matter the circumstances. I went on about my life giving the officer no second thought.
Almost three months later in late August I noticed our neighbors had put their home up for sale. They were a elderly couple who were very friendly, my family cherished them living next door. I then noticed several real estate agents showing the house throughout the week. The elderly neighbor, Larry McGregor, told my husband that a offer had been made and the house was sold. He and his wife would be moving out in a week. My family was sad to see them go.
After the McGregor's moved out I noticed a U-Haul truck in the driveway the next day. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him, it was the cop from the grocery store I had seen in the early part of summer. I watched as he unloaded the truck with his furniture and belongings. I told my husband we should go introduce ourselves and that we did. We met our new neighbor, Allen. He told us he had been divorced for five years and had tired of living in a apartment and decided to purchase a house. He had been a police officer for several years and served in the Marine Corps before that. Dave and I offered to help him move some items but he declined and said he had some coworkers on their way to help him unload the large items.
As we stood there chatting with him I wondered if he remembered me. If he did he didn't let on. He was wearing shorts and a tank top. His muscles were pumped from unloading the moving truck. I felt a tingle down below, this guy was turning me on. Dave and I welcomed him to the neighborhood and went back home.