I woke up on the thirtieth anniversary of my marriage and made love to the handsome man beside me. His eyes shine and I adore the aroma he holds in the morning. I adore the way my body moves and its toned body compressed with my.
That morning, my spouse woke up alone in our bed. For three years, I have an extramarital affair. My boyfriend is also married, though he stopped drowsy with his wife two years ago. I continue to have sex with my husband, but it's more like work, like a gynecological examination.
I do it to keep the peace between us. I think if we stop having sex, our marriage will come to an end and I'm not ready. I am still financially dependent and afraid of life only after 30 years of marry.
So, I decided to look for a partner who meets my sexual needs without making it look like a job or a compulsion, a partner that energizes me.
I met my boyfriend on an online site specifically for this job. We go out for dinner together, walk long, talk about everything and do good sex. Then we come back to our lives. It is never in our plans to be in love with one another; we simply wanted to spend the difficult times we were encountering in our respective marriages.
We often talk about how good it would be if we spent more time together, how good it would be if we did not lie anymore. Unfortunately, if I separated from my spouse, the relationship with the boyfriend would end. The balance that we have now would have to exist.
Written by an anonymous woman for The Guardian
