The story of a cheating woman of both sexes

My name is Ah Cai, I am 39 years old and I am a full-time wife. I have a son, 12 years old this year, smart and sensible, I pay great attention to the education and cultivation of my children, and spend a lot of time and energy. My husband and I have been living a traditional life of male and female, and the relationship is not bad.

I also have a lot of trust in him. My husband often goes out on business, but the money he earns will be handed over to me. My husband is definitely a successful person, married to a young and beautiful wife, not to mention an enviable job, and the monthly salary is said to be few people can catch up.

The only bad thing that may be that he travels a lot for work reasons. And each business trip is ten days and half a month, and it is conceivable when you are at home. I don't know how many times I have complained that I have not lived as well as before after I got married, living like a widow.

Our marriage is calm and quiet, and more than ten years have passed without alarm, and there are few major quarrels or contradictions. But often such a married life is easy to have potential dangers, and the potential danger in our marriage is me, I am very lonely inside, lonely to death.

Before I met him, I never imagined that I would one day become a cheating woman, and I did not expect that the gorgeous promises he made to me were all sugar-coated shells, and in the end, all I was left with was desperate pain and endless remorse. Because of him we are all loners at night.

He was a boss transferred from our company, his sudden appearance made me feel excited, I often fell in love with him, he advised me to break up with my husband, I was also very entangled. That time with him was my happiest time, and I lost myself.

During that time, whether it was in a rental house or in the carriage, we could not help but love for a moment. He confessed to me that he was married, that he had a very bad relationship with his wife, and that even if I didn't show up, sooner or later I would get divorced! I didn't expect that we were all lonely patients.

For a long time afterwards, I was like a disoriented beast, knowing that there would be danger in the forest, but I still ran in desperately. I couldn't control my heart more and more, often involuntarily thinking about him, thinking about the warm feeling when he shook my hand.

Lying in bed at night, looking at the wedding photos with my husband on the bedroom wall, I told myself over and over again: I can't go on like this anymore, I can't go on like this anymore! But every time I wanted to see him for the last time, but I was afraid it would be the last.

However, because of his work, he has always contacted me. Now I have a monthly relationship with him. Every time we were very free of ourselves. But every time I saw my husband, I felt very guilty and felt disgusted. I'm sorry for him.

Countless times I've wanted to confess that we divorced. But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them. He loves me very much, I know, but I can't quit, I don't want to, this feeling is not light, but we all enjoy the pleasure of this stimulation to us, do I really want to give up?