I am ready to quit! I have 4 children and I am married. My husband and I are not in the best of shape as far as this relationship is concerned. We have been married for almost 10 yrs and frankly I am starting to get a little fed up with him. It seems as though this marriage has been all about him. Every decision every move all about him and then when things go wrong financially like they are now, he blames it on me not havig a job! I had a nice paying job before he got his second promotion and we moved. we were doing fine when he got the first promotion and then 3 months later he got another one, (without even considering my feels or thoughts as usual.) He makes a decision to move us again. I did not say anything I just made the most of it and now here we are again struggling financially. I do not want to move back home and live with my father in law like we were before all the moving took place and besides his family just don't like me because I won't let them run my household. So now we are back to the here and now and that is my marriage. I am tired of this emotional roller coaster that Iam being put on with him and when I try to talk to him about it he turns it around like Idone something wrong and says, "then leave that is what you want to do anyway." and I never said anything about leaving. He blames me for not getting along with his family and he always looks over what they do to me. I tell him that I prefer not to be around them too long because they do and say little sneaky things that he never sees. We are financially exhausted and this move has proved to be an utter flop! but I don't say anything because he frustrates me and with the possibility of any argument I might just pack up and go. I am at my wits end and I can't even cry anymore. My life is just not like I expected and I am stuck and can't fix it. I struggle to get out of bed every morning and if it were not for my kids I probably would have left him a long time ago....I love him but I can't handle all this pressure.....I am so bogged down with responsibility and trying to stay above water that I feel so isolated. No one understands me so I don't tell anyone how I feel I just stay to myself and try to find a focus....It is so hard sometimes I don't want to wake up from sleeping with my eyes wide open because I am afraid that change will come in an instant and I might miss it......I am so tired I want my life back before all of this.....Iwant everything to be back to normal for me.....I want to pick up my dreams and goals where I left them and begin again........I want so much

I am cheating on my wife. I am 49, she is 6 months younger than I am, we have been married for 20+ years. The first 10 or 12 years were good. We had sex 3-4 times a week and usually more than once at each sitting. Then she started going through menopause early at about 32 years old. Sex fell off to about once a month if I pester her enough. I started looking online for at dating sights and CL. Real relief came from a co-worker. I would have lunch with her once in a while, she wasn't happy with sex at home, I wasn't happy. We get together once a week for an extended lunch or tell our respective spouses we have to work a little late and spend a few hours at our hiding place and have wonderful sex. I don't feel guilty, I am just getting my needs taken care of by someone who wants to be intimate. I wish the situation were different because I love my wife but she doesn't appear to be interested in my needs.

I am cheating on my wife. I am 49, she is 6 months younger than I am, we have been married for 20+ ...

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I have a problem. I have had many girlfriends in my life, but I only ever passionately fell head-over-heels in love with one. We met 15 years ago, when I was in my late 20s and she was in her early 20s. We were simply perfect for each other, we loved each other, and we would definitely have got married if it wasn't for one major problem. She was already married and had a small child. When her stupid religious parents learnt she was pregnant, they forced her to marry against her will. This was to save face and stop their family being shamed. By doing that, her parents ruined her life, and maybe mine. We were only together for about one year, but what an intense and passionate year for both of us. We were best friends. We made each other laugh. We made love incessantly, it was the best sex I had ever had and to this day it still remains the best I have ever had. I begged her to leave her husband and come to me. I promised her the world. I would have had no problem being a father to her child. Money shouldn't be a problem no matter how rich or poor a couple is, but I was actually quite well off, so money was definitely not a problem. I told her I would do whatever it took to be with her. We could start again in a new city. I could completely change my life. I didn't care, all I wanted was to be with her. Actually, I was a little bit too desperate. Ok, maybe quite a lot too desperate! But I had never felt such passion before. She very nearly did it. We even looked around at houses and child care. We talked about it. But the family and religious pressure was too strong. Her parents (and her husband's parents) found out. They had a "meeting", like an intervention, and threatened her. It shits me that no-one (except me) cared about her happiness, they only cared about "what the neighbours will say" and how they look to their friends. Talk about fucked up priorities (excuse the language). She disappeared. I desperately tried to find her, but she ran away from it all. After we broke up we had no absolutely no contact for a few years, but then somehow it started again. Now we see each other about once or twice a year, but when we do we almost always end up making love passionately. I don't penetrate her, but we do everything but. Maybe that's my way of convincing myself I'm not doing something wrong. It's the best sex I've ever had. There's just something about her. She's not the hot little thing she was 15 years ago, but she's still very attractive and I just don't care what she looks like. She gives me the most intense orgasms I've ever had, and I do the same for her. She literally screams out loud, grabs the sheets and curls her toes when she cums. We joke that we "use each other for sex", but we know it is a joke. I feel this might go on our whole lives, our attraction is so strong. Maybe I'll still be making love to her when we are in our 60s? Who knows. My feelings when I am with her are just as strong as they ever were. Strangely, when I am NOT with her, I don't think about her much, I have a completely separate life to lead. She is still married to this dweeb who got her pregnant all those years ago. Their marriage is totally loveless. Apart from her shitty "husband", who treats her like crap, I'm the only man she's ever slept with. Other guys chase her and she's had a few dabbles, but she says she's already had enough drama and problems in her life, so she doesn't go through with it. She "sleeps" with her husband but she just grins and bears it as her "duty". She hates having sex with him. She says it hurts. They actually sleep in separate beds and are like housemates, not husband and wife. They now have three children. At one stage she thought the middle child could be mine, but it isn't (much as I sometimes wish it was). I know it's very wrong, but we both fantasize about him somehow dying. But that would be taking away the kids' father, and I wouldn't want that. This is not my only problem. There's more. I met another girl, and very very slowly over seven years we have become boyfriend and girlfriend. She thought were were in a relationship from the start, but for me it took a lot longer. But now, today, I think she's lovely. She's wonderful. She does everything you could possibly ask a girlfriend to do. BUT - there's something missing. A spark, a passion. I don't know what it is. But it's missing. This girl ticks all the boxes, but doesn't tick the X-factor box. She hasn't got the je ne sais quoi. But we're really close. We understand each other, she knows everything about me and I know everything about her. We've been through a lot together. We go places as a couple. We ARE a couple. Maybe I am being unfair and way too picky. This girl has done everything right and I was actually not that nice to her at the start, but over time we become very very solid together, and my feelings for her grew. My feelings for her are somewhere half way between those of a boyfriend for his girlfriend, and those of a brother for his sister. I know that sounds creepy, but all I am trying to say is that there is a strong element of platonic friendship and protection there, as well as a healthy dose of sexual attraction. But not the unbridled passion I experienced with the first girl. After seven years, and now that I am in my mid 40s (God that sounds so old), it's definitely time to ask the second girl to marry me. It's overdue in fact. She wants kids, and so do I. I know I'll never be with the first girl. But I'm stuck. I don't know what to do. I still secretly see the first girl once or twice a year. Seeing her while I am boyfriend with the second girl is the act of an asshole, I know that. But seeing her while I am married? Way worse. I SHOULD end it with the first girl and marry the second girl. But I am terrified the passion associate with the first girl will return (or never leave). I don't know what to do. I'm wracked with guilt.

I have a problem. I have had many girlfriends in my life, but I only ever passionately fell head-ov...

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My husband of four years is a police officer.For a long time he talked to me about wanting to do a threesome. i finally relented and we did it two weeks ago with a friend of his that is single.I enjoyed the extra attention and we seemed to get along well after.We went to a social event for the department and one of the wives told me my husband has been telling all the guys about our threesome and what i wild woman I am in bed with two guys. he denies it but how else could this woman have known it. The friend we brought into our bedroom is not a cop. I feel betrayed now.

My husband of four years is a police officer.For a long time he talked to me about wanting to do a t...

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