Boring Women Aren’t Adulteresses
And that’s the problem
How many men can deal with the image of their wives lying in bed with another man just after he has planted his seed in her? Or the mental image of the woman he married on her knees in front of her lover enthusiastically sucking his cock? These are the images that sear the minds of the husbands of adulteresses.
How many men want to come home everyday to a wife who has lost the ability to excite because she is so bored, she’s given up pretending? What if she changed one day and began to pay attention to her appearance once again and lost that weight she put on after the baby? What if the sex between you suddenly got exciting again as she tried out new things with you every night?
What saves a marriage sometimes is what has the potential to destroy it. Adultery is dangerous. So is slipping into the banality of the mundane and letting life slip away slowly.
The very term adulteress conjures up the forbidden. There’s a certain degree of glamor to it. Adulteresses don’t have to wear stockings and high heels to be exciting women. They’ve decided that the traditional rules don’t apply to them whether or not their husband are aware of it or not.
That’s what makes them hot, not the clothes they wear.
Countless women have asked me the same question since I married Nancy ten years ago: ‘how can you let her do that?’ The first time I heard that I was incredulous. If I told Nancy one day that I wasn’t going to ‘let’ her have other lovers anymore she would laugh in my face. She decides alone what she is going to ‘let’ herself do. If you can’t deal with a wife like that then you shouldn’t have married her in the first place.
Almost 60% of UK and Dutch couples have discussed opening their marriages so wives can play around while husbands stay faithful. It’s not a male driven thing, females are more likely to propose it than their spouses. Why? Excitement. It’s as simple as that. It’s an exciting choice for couples to explore and it’s way to amp up their marriages.
They take those mental images of a wife being fucked by her lover and use them to add an erotic kick to their marriages. What’s wrong with that? There’s plenty of time to grow old and sit on the rocking chair looking at the world go by. Why waste the best years of your life and not make it an adventure?
Sex isn’t just sex and that’s why adultery always has an erotic edge to it.
I’m neither advocating adultery nor endorsing monogamy. But it seems women are more capable than men of having more than one lover and making their marriage more exciting as a result. Infidelity destroys trust but allowing women the sort of freedom my wife took from day one settles that issue squarely from the start.
I know why Nancy married me and I know what I can’t provide her. Women can’t expect one man to fulfill every need they have. If they do, they’ll be ultimately disappointed.
I can provide Nancy with security. I can make her curious about a multitude of things she’s never experienced. I can worship her pussy and make her cum repeatedly.
I can’t take her off for three months and explore the world. I can’t introduce her to the world of art in London. I can’t take her to a hip dance club in Shoreditch where I know everyone there is to know. I haven’t got the cock she needs to fill her like she wants.
Nancy has found other men to give her what I can’t.
There are certain traits that have opposite impacts between the sexes. A degree of tempered narcissism is attractive in women while deeply unattractive in men. That goes for vanity as well. I particularly find spoiled women extremely sexy. Nancy has all those traits. She’s not normal or dull. She’s exciting enough to be around that I willingly accept that I have to share her with others more and more.
I’ve had a lot of married women hit on me since I wed Nancy ten years ago. I’ve never actually responded although I did stray twice when I thought she had left me during the first five years of our marriage; with Nancy’s mother. Simone, who is as much a serial adulteress as her daughter, and equally beautiful, vain, selfish and narcissistic too. She’s as exciting as well.
Simone is ageless and, if I had met her before Nancy, my entire life would have been changed, but not by as much as one might think. I would have had to share her with others just as I do with her daughter. I can only think how lucky I am to be in love, and to have been in love, with the two most exciting women I have ever met. I only hope that Nancy is as vibrant as her mother is when she reaches her age.
Adultery keeps women young and exciting.
