I’ve been away for awhile. Needed a break and to think about what direction to go next. I still haven’t figured it out, so I said the heck with it. I’m back for now…
I have lots of posts lined up, but I’ll start with this.
It’s amazing how easy it is to find yourself going down that winding road of infidelity. No, I haven’t been down it, never have, but the road always seem to be wide open when you have your shit together… or appear to in my case.
My wife and I went to a wedding expo with my daughter, her fiancé and a couple of her friends a few weeks ago. I didn’t want to go, but it was downtown and having been a lawman, and knowing the area, I didn’t want them roaming around lost.
About fifteen minutes in I was done, I told my wife I was done and I was headed to the bar where they were serving beer and liquor. I ordered a Jameson on the rocks and stepped to the side, locating an empty spot to people watch. I was enjoying my drink, minding my own business, when an attractive woman approached me. Probably around 40ish, well put together, obviously in good physical shape. Just my type right down to the age.
She walked up to me and smiled, “Had enough?”
I held up my drink, “Is it that obvious?” I was thinking she was going to try to sell me something, probably from one of the vendor tables. I braced for the sales pitch.
She stepped a little closer, “You look like you’re ready to get out of here.”
This threw me, but like they say, never let ’em see you sweat. “You have no idea…” I replied.
“What do you say we do that?” she asked. For a split second I was thrown, but all that undercover chit chat with drug dealers and prostitutes quickly kicked in. Instead of stammering, I smiled and said, “That sounds great, but is it okay if my wife comes too?” I realized this could go either way with all the swingers these days, could backfire.
“She’s here? she asked.
“Yep, wandering around with my daughter.”
“Is that happily married?” She was persistent, I’ll give her that.
“Yes, 25 years happy.”
She motioned to the bar, “How many drinks would it take to make you forget her?”
“The one I’ve got is pretty unforgettable. That’s why we’re Happily married.”
She reached over and touched my arm, “That’s a shame, I think we could’ve had fun.”
I said, “Yea, me too.” She then walked away and disappeared into the crowd. I watched her backside sway side to side as she walked away and thought damn, if only…
I thought to myself, what just happened? Why me? Hell, I don’t know, but it goes to show you that when you have your shit together women can sense it. After all, I’m 48, a little gray at the temples and in the beard. I’m no underwear model, but I’m in pretty good shape for my age. I was wearing decent clothes, but nothing special. I’m nothing special, just being me enjoying my whiskey. Yet, this woman felt compelled to approach me and try to pry me away, at a wedding expo, despite hearing I am happily married.
After a few minutes my wife walked up to me and asked, “Who was that girl? Was she someone from (my old job)?” I laughed, “No, you won’t believe this, she tried to steal me from you.” She nodded, “Impressive. That must’ve been tough she was just your type. I guess I need to work extra hard tonight so you don’t get the itch to wander off.” I took the last sip of my whiskey, “You’re damn right you do.” I kissed her on the forehead, took her by the hand and we continued through the expo.
I’m not sharing this to brag… well… maybe a little… I’m sharing this mostly for two reasons.
One, if you are being the best you possible people can see it. They are attracted to it. That includes your wife.
Two, just because a woman shows interest it doesn’t mean you have to act on it. I have many married friends who would’ve pursued that invitation to see where it would lead. Honestly, there was a time in my marriage I may have.
Being the best me has motivated my wife to be the best she can be as well. By her and I working on ourselves to be better for ourselves and each other we have effectively affair proofed our marriage. Was the woman attractive? Was I interested? Did I wonder what it would be like with her? Hell yes, I am a man. To say otherwise would be a lie. But, I am married to an awesome woman who would do anything I ask of her (almost, there are a few bucket list items…), and works her ass off to be awesome. She has actively worked to up her talents and girl game to make me happy and keep the fire burning between us. Twenty-Five years in (Thirty-Two if you count dating) and approaching Fifty we are having the best time and sex of our lives. What more could a man ask for?
This man can honestly answer nothing…
Happy 4th of July!!!