We lived together in the late 70's before we married, but broke up after after 2 years because she found out about a 1 night stand I'd had months earlier. I spent 2 months trying to get her back.
I knew she went out a few times, mostly with friends. She stayed in our apt, I worked out of town and stayed with another buddy when in town, we dated, but she wouldn't sleep with me, even told me she was dating but it was nothing serious, just having fun.
I'd always known the 2 maintenance guys at our apt had the hots for her and found them cornering her in the apt pool 1 afternoon, it looked like a three way kiss! When she saw me she pushed the guys away, jumped from the pool and hurried to me, I was ready to fight both of them, but she pushed me to the stairs and we went into her apt.
Months of frustrated love and no sex, now a jealous rage, I took her as soon as we entered, wet, blue string bikini, she didn't resist too much. I loved her, but she was moving on, dating, now obviously fooling around with those 2. I left that day thinking we were through.
4 weeks later she found me, told me she was pregnant, she was diagnosed as infertile years before, and never used birth control, when we married in October she had quite a tummy. Baby boy next April, baby girl 2 years later, were a happy family.
. The kids are teens when we run into an old friend at a party, I overhear a question about "Steve the maint guy". When I ask about it later, she admits to a friendship that blossomed and fooling around but no sex.
Another 15 years go by and I've developed a wife sharing fantasy that she indulges in some. She would never be shared but I talked her into telling some sexual memories of her single days. I knew most of it after 38 years, but she never talked about any 1 nighters, this night after too much wine she admitted to 1. With 1 of the maint guys while we were apart just weeks before we conceived our son! She had been fertile while with him! They could have conceived! I sat quietly and saw my life flash before me! My life, my family, our happiness for these decades all could have not happened, but for 1 ovulation cycle.
this has led to a severe obsessive disorder, retroactive jealousy, emotional memories, I've got it all, I need help from any lit author willing to put this into a story. I'd prefer an older females perspective, maybe one who experienced a similar event in life
I knew she went out a few times, mostly with friends. She stayed in our apt, I worked out of town and stayed with another buddy when in town, we dated, but she wouldn't sleep with me, even told me she was dating but it was nothing serious, just having fun.
I'd always known the 2 maintenance guys at our apt had the hots for her and found them cornering her in the apt pool 1 afternoon, it looked like a three way kiss! When she saw me she pushed the guys away, jumped from the pool and hurried to me, I was ready to fight both of them, but she pushed me to the stairs and we went into her apt.
Months of frustrated love and no sex, now a jealous rage, I took her as soon as we entered, wet, blue string bikini, she didn't resist too much. I loved her, but she was moving on, dating, now obviously fooling around with those 2. I left that day thinking we were through.
4 weeks later she found me, told me she was pregnant, she was diagnosed as infertile years before, and never used birth control, when we married in October she had quite a tummy. Baby boy next April, baby girl 2 years later, were a happy family.
. The kids are teens when we run into an old friend at a party, I overhear a question about "Steve the maint guy". When I ask about it later, she admits to a friendship that blossomed and fooling around but no sex.
Another 15 years go by and I've developed a wife sharing fantasy that she indulges in some. She would never be shared but I talked her into telling some sexual memories of her single days. I knew most of it after 38 years, but she never talked about any 1 nighters, this night after too much wine she admitted to 1. With 1 of the maint guys while we were apart just weeks before we conceived our son! She had been fertile while with him! They could have conceived! I sat quietly and saw my life flash before me! My life, my family, our happiness for these decades all could have not happened, but for 1 ovulation cycle.
this has led to a severe obsessive disorder, retroactive jealousy, emotional memories, I've got it all, I need help from any lit author willing to put this into a story. I'd prefer an older females perspective, maybe one who experienced a similar event in life
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