I read the cheater texts and rather than laughable they were painfully cringe. Simply embarrassing. Maybe they hit different when you are sending/receiving them to/from the AP and you’re both in the affair fog. |
+100 ditto. Also, married |
She’s getting a pretty good deal. You entertain her husband for free. Family money means he won’t get a dime in the divorce. Likely he’ll eventually leave her for you, and will be in such a rush to sign the divorce papers he won’t even ask for anything. Then he gets a younger woman who makes good money to take care of him in his old age. |
Couldn’t keep your own marriage together? |
Why can’t you find someone who’s not married? Butterface? |
I suspect he’s the reason she drinks. And I wouldn’t trust him one bit when he says they haven’t had sex in 8 months. That’s a story as old as time. The problem with a cheater is that you can never believe a word he says. If he’s lying to the woman he made vows to and had children with, you can bet he’s lying to the woman who spreads her legs in exchange for nothing. |
Makes $400k and still believes what a cheater says. ![]() |
I was never an AP though. I did have a lot of married men for with me but I never took them up on it + I did date a very handsome tall, divorced man who told me that he had cheated on his ex-wife and that the AP whom he always hated talking about but I was curious. He told me that she was married too and that she was older + loved raw anal. |
Ugh I wish I could share. My (ex)SIL flew into town after I found out (very empowering to have your husband's sister care for you after he obliterates your family) and we went out for dinner. A couple margaritas led us to a dance floor at a bar down the block where we were 10+ years older than everyone. A few beers later and I could no longer keep hairy bumhole to myself. I needed someone else's eyes to burn as badly as mine. So I whipped the picture out mid twirling on the dance floor and she LOST it. It was the most validating mix of deep belly laughter that eventually led us to real tears at what this furry bum likely meant for the future of our sisterhood. Happy to share a mental image: 45yo who has been "run through" as the kids say. Gold floor length mirror that hasn't been washed since prior to her last egg shriveling up and dying off On all fours, bum to mirror Bottom half naked, top half wearing a tattered was-once-white sports bra circa KMART 1989 Little green bird on her shoulder, oblivious to his mom's intentions One hand reached behind, spreading cheeks, with bums wide opennnn (Creed voice) Other arm awkwardly supporting the weight of self and bird, holding phone camera zoomed in to the deep dark forest Miscellaneous stains pepper the dingy carpet, adding low class character to the scene Neck craned, unsettling brace-faced smile a la Darla from Finding Nemo Picture naturally evokes a pit in your stomach, an "unbathed toddler butt" olfactory hallucination overtakes your senses as a shutter runs deep down your spine and pieces through your revolted soul |
Poetry. |
Is the ex still with Ms. Hairy? |
+1 Beautiful stuff |
What part of this is a stereotype? That she's single with no kids? I don't get it. |
Nope. As soon as I found out it was like shining the light of day on his darkest secrets and he was appalled and disgusted with himself and her. We are divorced though. |
So he blew up his family for nothing. Hope you’re doing well now. |