21 Years of Marriage RUINED By Cheating Wife’s Shocking News
By the way, your drinks for the rest of the night are on the house. Thank you again, he said. Wow, that was some crazy [ __ ] said Wanda, the bride to be. When I got back to the table, “Thank you for paying attention to more than just Aunt Cathy.” “How did you see that?” Kathy asked me. “I’m supposed to be the chaperone, and I didn’t have a clue what was going on. I feel pretty bad about that.” “Not your fault. It’s easy to lose track of 14 girls in a bar if you’re not a professional security person or a dad. Dads, at least most of us, have what I call dad vision. I talked and kibbitzed with the women at the table until they decided to leave and go somewhere else for the remainder of their evening. I gave Kathy a soft kiss on the lips as we said good night.
Feeling pretty good about myself and having her digits in my phone. Get a room,” one of the girls said to rockus laughter from the group. I licked my lips softly and tasted Cathy’s lipstick as I watched the women leave the restaurant. I took my drink back to the spot at the bar I had earlier occupied.
“That seemed to work out pretty good for you,” the bartender chuckled as I sat back down. “Who knew?” I laughingly replied. “A bachelorette party? Give me one for the road so I can celebrate my good fortune before I go.” My new best friend, Shawn the bartender, earned himself a double sawbuck as a tip for the night. Cathy’s dress for the wedding was light blue, so I wore my dark blue pinstripe suit, which I consider to be my own the room suit. I thought we made a handsome couple, as did several of her relatives at the wedding. Several people came up to me at the wedding and thanked me for looking out for Alicia.
Apparently, the bride had spent the previous two weeks telling everybody who would listen that I was some kind of a hero. Heroic and handsome. What a great combination,” said Cathy’s sister, Donna Fulham, the mother of the bride, as she glided up to us to introduce herself to me before the wedding. “Thank you for helping the girls a couple of weeks ago, and for making my sister look like she has gotten better taste in men. I also met Cathy’s 24-year-old daughter, Marissa, and her fianceé, Ben.” “Well, at least one of my parents doesn’t troll for dates at an elementary school,” Marissa said upon meeting me. Dad’s absolutely going to hate you if you stick around long enough to get introduced to him. By the time the reception was over, I knew Kathy and I would go the distance. I introduced her to my kids a month later. My son took to her quickly. My daughter was a bit standoffish. She was still somewhat pissed at me for divorcing her mother.
Even though mom didn’t even cheat on you, my son got it though. He had a serious girlfriend and we had a full discussion on fidelity and what it meant to each of us. One night, my wife Kathy and I retired several years ago. We celebrated our 25th anniversary with an Alaskan cruise. With the help of a daily sealis and astroglide, we make love every morning before we shower and get on with our lives. At our age, it’s more about connecting than it is about intimacy. All three of our children are married and doing well. We have a total of six grandchildren. I’ve only talked to my ex-wife maybe a couple dozen times since our divorce, counting our kids’ weddings and Christmas holidays. She’s been married and divorced a second time.
My kids tell me she blames me for her life being what it is. I never actually cheated on him. She still tells them.
Some people just don’t get it. And that’s the end of today’s story. me that you’re not going to let this go easily. That means that you will eventually go behind my back to get it done. I don’t trust you not to anymore.
