I was a 28-year old, stay-at-home mother of 7-year-old twins and wife of a successful 35-year old businessman. We live in a picture-perfect house complete with all the trappings that reflect a comfortable life. My husband made sure to provide us all that we could possibly ask for and I was contented…for a while. After eight years of blissful married life, I found myself bored. This was the time I finally convinced my husband to let me work again.
My husband finally acceded out of love for me, seeing that I am not about to accept another refusal. I quickly found work in one of the most prestigious marketing companies in our area. I set out to work but I found infidelity along the way. This is one of those cheating wives confessions.
He was a typical career-oriented 30-year old male. Sure and confident of himself in every way. At first I found him too confident for comfort but found myself getting drawn to him at each day we spend together in the office. Like my husband, he was am impressive talker. Like my husband, he was good-looking, handsome even by some standards to some. But unlike my husband, he has a sense of adventure that brings back the thrill of younger years. Did I already mention that he is married to a beautiful 25-year old woman who is six months pregnant of their first child?
So there we were, flirting like unattached single people, having fun with each other as the office environment would allow. He would never fail to comment on how beautiful I looked and I found myself trying harder and harder to look better everyday. I looked forward to my days in the office and felt low whenever I had to stay at home. My behavior has probably become noticeable as my husband has already inquired thrice whether there was something wrong with me. I tried very hard to look happy after that since I do not want him to know that something was up.
Our relationship became physical and sexual after about three months of harmless flirtation. I don’t know if it is just coincidence that his wife has just given birth and that her attention is centered on their new baby or that my husband had to go for an important business trip and was gone for a month. All I know is that our circumstances allowed us to take more risks than usual.
We spent that one month cavorting like teen-age sweethearts and found myself not thinking of my husband that entire period of time. I felt no guilt, only pleasure and thrill. The day before my husband was due back from the business trip, I felt a dreadful sense of foreboding that I had to face him, feeling guilty all of a sudden because the next day meant back to reality.
We continued our illicit relationship but with more care than usual. My husband has been inquiring lately of my successive “overtime work” and late night meetings and appeared very suspicious of my actions. It didn’t help that my children told him that I was out most of the time for the entire period that he was on the trip. It didn’t help either that my lover started acting very possessive of me or would require me to call him or see him even when we are at great risk of being discovered by my husband. It was like being caught in the middle of two big stones that are squeezing out my strength. For the first time after I started cheating on my husband, I felt truly regretful of the problem I have created. And after what seems to be a long, long time, I yearned for the comfort and safety of my home.
When my lover asked me to choose between him and my husband, I chose my husband. He was very angry because he was prepared to leave his wife for me. He threatened to expose me to my husband until I reminded him that his revelation will likewise expose him to the company which had strict regulations against extra-marital relationships in the workplace. I told him that I intend to resign and go back to the life I knew before I met him.
Fortunately for me, his career was important to him, so rather than lose the woman and the job, he’d rather retain at least one. The last news I heard about him is that he is still together with his wife and is in fact awaiting their second child. As for my husband, he mercifully waived his right to question me and loved me more than ever. At the back of my mind, I know he knows and has forgiven me. Now I know I shouldn’t have done it because my husband never deserved it. I will always be thankful for the chance that was given to me. This is my true cheating wives confession.
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