My two young daughters love telling random people when daddy is away for work. Announcing an absent father to the world is risky — because of you know, psycho, stalker killers out there waiting to prey on my un-manned house. Quick side note for you creepy fuckers that may read this: I have sensors and alarms strung and stuck on every door, every window, every crevice. There is an array of alarms at the ready.
Laura is not her real name. She is in her mids, tall, voluptuous, beautiful by any standard, intelligent, successful in her profession within the civil service. She laughs nervously, tossing thick auburn hair. Her long fingers pluck at the table linens. We sit in an Ottawa restaurant in the early evening, eating salmon and mahi mahi, making small talk, both of us waiting for her to feel comfortable enough to tell me a story.
Sex with strangers in hotels, a long term relationship, multiple partners, weekly meets and plans to leave a husband are among the stories of infidelity. For many people 'Til death do us part' ends up being a very long time to be monogamous. But the physical aspects of a relationship are just as important as the companionship and thousands of people have affairs each year. For some it ends up being the breakdown of a marriage and leads to a broken home and custody battle for children but for others it can sustain a relationship at breaking point. Below three ordinary middle aged share their experiences of cheating.
I have a close friend I have known since high school whom I still keep in regular touch with. We don't talk or e-mail frequently, but whenever I am in her area I always stop by for a visit and usually have a wonderful time with her and her husband. Recently, however, I've started to feel a bit uncomfortable around her husband. I've long been the unattached friend who spends a lot of quality time with her married friends, and I'm always told I'm such a great person, etc. Her husband, however, has taken this further than the rest, saying how wonderful I am, kissing me on the cheek, putting his hand on my leg