By Lisa Newlin, From YourTango
I’ve been carrying around a heavy secret for a while now. It’s not something I’ve been able to admit to my husband or my friends because I know they’ll judge me, but I think I’m finally ready to reveal what I’ve been holding super-close to the vest for awhile now.
Okay, here goes: Every night after my husband goes to bed, I slink away to the guest bedroom. (It’s not to escape my husband’s snoring, although that’s a nice bonus.) It’s to sleep with some very attractive teenage dudes. It’s not the same dudes every night, mind you, which makes this confession sound even naughtier, but I assure you: it’s all worth it.
What’s worse than sleeping with other men behind my husband’s back? Well, obviously, the fact that these guys are teenagers (or at least they pretend to be.) But that’s part of the fun. I know I’m too old for these guys — they’re probably interested in younger women with perkier breasts — yet every night, they waltz into my spare bedroom and entertain me for hours and sometimes (GASP!) all night long.
The hardest part is keeping the volume down. I want to be able to hear every word but sometimes it’s hard when they speak so softly. I try to keep quiet enough so my husband won’t hear anything but sacrificing volume means I might miss a sweet nothing, and that’s simply unacceptable.
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