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Hi! Nice page, want to exchange links? I'll put you in mine, if you put me in yours ;) Leony

Sandy - 07/26/99 03:40:45
Location: US
Age: 45

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My husband and I have a couple who are our very best friends. You can probably see where this is going. The four of us do many things together and enjoy each other's company. The problem is,I really want this man in an intimate way. We have spent thousand of hours together (the four of us). It's just that our friendship is so precious and if worse comes to worse (or best to best)discovery would ruin our foursome. I knew from day one (in the way that women know) that this man was interested in me. We are e tremely close emotionally but I want us to be physically. We share things with each other that we don't even share with our spouses. I used to laugh at the 'soul mate' concept and it's a sad thing to find him/her fifteen or twenty years into a marriage. I also enjoy the company of his wife and consider her a good friend which makes it difficult to even consider an affair. Do you think it's possible to physically consumate an affiar and continue the foursome relationship as if nothing has occurred? I have s ruggled with this duality for years and it never gets any easier.I care deeply for my husband but the 'spark' is not (and really never was) there. We seldom talk about this but we both know how we feel about each other.In a way, it's a sweet secret but at times the desire for the physical relationship becomes almost unbearable.

Sheila - 04/04/99 08:09:11
Luton
Male/Female?: female
Age: 42

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About two years ago my marriage came to a dead end, there was no-one else, my husband just slowly lost interest in me. Despite all my efforts I couldn't rekindle any sparks, either conversational or sexual. Not wanting to drift into old age in this state decided I would be as well off on my own, at least then I wouldn't expect anything. I moved from the house into a small rented flat while we sorted out the separation and he bought my share of the house. Romance did not appear magically and several frien s made helpful remarks about introducing me to men but nothing really happened and I got the impression that they were deriving a bit of entertainment value from the exercise. I am not young or slim, in short I'm no Baywatch babe but I can make myself pre entable, carry on a conversation and hold a man's interest. I was reading the free local paper one day in the flat and looking through a whole page of lonely hearts adverts, all the men wanted a good time and all the women wanted husbands (they could have mine). The logistics of it were simple, you call a number, dial the mailbox number of the ad and listen to a recorded message of the man's voice, you can leave a message of your own if you wish. I listened to a few messages, left messages for four of them and waited - what if they all called back, how would I choose? No one called that day or the next, now there are four weirdos with my telephone number who know I'm on my own. The next day one of them called, he didn't sound like a weirdo and suggested mee ing for a drink but he told me quite frankly that he was married, yes I said so am I, no he said , he intended to stay married and was looking for an affair. At first I was shocked and then realised he didn't have to be so honest, he sounded quite nice, I was in a funny mood and agreed to meet him for a drink at lunchtime. He was waiting in the pub as he said he would, recognised me from my description (5'6", fair, overweight and wearing a green dress) and bought me a drink. He looked younger than I expect d and was quite good looking. He seemed quite excited to see me and was very polite. We talked about our own circumstances and after another drink went for a walk in the park. As I was wondering how things might develop our hands drifted together, we both looked at each other and I knew how I wanted the relationship to progress and when he held me close and kissed me I knew he wanted the same thing. We saw each other several times over the next few months while I sorted things out with my ex but I realised I had to make a decision, not an easy one but necessary. I knew I wanted a permanent relationship, not like my marriage had been towards the end but the committment and security of the marriage together with the passion of the love affair. It was time to ake another change before I became too dependant on the affair. I psyched myself up and called his mobile phone. It was switched off and I got the recorded announcement, leaving a message made it easier and I explained why I was ending it. He telephoned s veral times over the next few days but I always let the answering machine take it. After a few days he stopped calling. That one affair was an experience I shall treasure and it helped me over the period of the break-up but I'm not looking for another one I started looking for a husband four months ago and am still looking.

Harry - 03/27/99 18:13:22
Harwich UK
Male/Female?: male
Age: 38

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Interesting page Adrian, what made you start it? I've had three affairs in the last eight years and I've been married just over fifteen years. My marriage is OK, but never quite reaches boiling point. I find that an affair makes life more exciting, something extra to look forward to. The affairs I have ad all started out very physical but each one has had a large element of friendship. You asked me not to be sleazy so I won't. I couldn't have a physical relationship with someone I couldn't respect. When the first affair ended I was desperate to start an ther, but now I just keep my eyes open for opportunities, you can't 'hard sell' an affair like you can insurance. Maybe it's because I'm getting old or perhaps it's because trying hard didn't really help, just being in the right place at the right time. Mind how you go. Harry

Dave - 04/10/99 00:13:24

Location: Sussex
Male/Female?: male
Age: 40

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Carol I met Carol at a rugby club end-of-season party. I don't play, I went with friends as did Carol and her husband who was drinking heavily. We bumped into each other at the bar, I let her order first and as the barman went to put a new barrel on or somethin we got chatting. She had a bit of a moan about the state of her husband and the fact that she always had to drive home. We met again later that evening, danced, went out on the fire escape to get some air and had a good natter about our respective spouse and their shortcomings. I asked if she would fancy a drink one lunchtime and she gave me her number. The relationship built over the next few weeks, drinks and a pub meal at first, quickly developing into much more. I had been quite frank about not wanting to leave my wife and sons from the start and she understood, so many people get hurt when a family reaks up. Soon we were speaking on the telephone every day and spending one afternoon a week in her spare bedroom. We were potty about each other and I lived for our moments together, I used to arrange meetings around our liaisons and she worked part time three days a week. About ten months after we met she told me that her husband's job was moving down south and they would be moving into a rented property straight away, the firm was organising the move. It was a long way away but if it could be arranged we could still see e ch other. Just before they moved I could never seem to find her at home when I telephoned, I assumed she was busy organising the move. The day after the move she called me at work, after five when she knew I would be there alone; the times we had together had been magical but it had to end. She said she was sorry she couldn't tell me to my face but she was afraid she wouldn't be able to break it off that way. In a way I had almost been expecting it, having spoken every day for several months a nine day gap had seemed like an age. I realised that whatever I said or did it was over for ever, the words 'couldn't we still be friends' went through my mind but sounded too pathetic. I told her how important she was to me but if she really felt that way I repected er decision. I said that if she ever felt like a chat I would love to hear from her. The conversation was over so I put the phone down and stared into space, fighting back the tears. I went into the kitchen, made myself a mug of tea and for the first time in fifteen years stirred in two sugars. I went back to my desk and looked at the weekly summary figures I had been working on, they might as well have been written in Swedish. I thought about the many times we had spent together and how good it had been, inished my tea and went home. About a week later I was in her old neighbourhood and went slightly out of my way to go past the house. A young woman was mowing the front lawn and a small child was with her. I stopped and explained that I was a friend of the previous occupants and had l st their address but she said she couldn't help me, she had never met them and had dealt only with the agent. Mail was being forwarded so there was no need for her to have the address. I said it didn't matter they would probably put it on their Christmas ard. For weeks I kidded myself that she would call, but no call came. It was over. Strangely enough my marriage seemed to improve about this time, we argued less and went out together more. About six months after that last phone call I was driving to a meeting when I heard an old Dusty Springfield song on the car radio - Island of dreams. For no real reason this reminded me of Carol and our times together. I realised that for the first time ince I first met her a day had gone by without me thinking of her. Tears ran down my face and I pulled in to the side of the road. When I look back on our relationship I think how good the good times were and that I shouldn't regret the inevitable end. The only regret I have is that I nearly didn't call her the morning after that party - that would have been an awful mistake.

June - 03/27/99 00:08:04
My Email:xxxxxxxxxxxx
Location: manchester, UK
Male/Female?: female
Age: 44

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Hi.... I've just been sent this page by a friend of mine that knows I've been having an affair with a married man for the past 17years....I'm now 44 and enjoying life (thanks to the internet) more than I have done for a long time. My b/f's wife found out about us some 3 years ago and decided to put her foot down. I can't blame her, but even so we still see each other every day...she doesn't know this of course, but you have to grab what you can when you can. :))

Annon - 03/26/99 20:32:39
My Email:yyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Location: England
Male/Female?: Male
Age: 37

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I have had about 3 affairs. Only two were serious, and one could have lead to marriage, but in the end, I had to face facts that i was only interested in having sex with someone different. I have a wife and family, what do I want with another one? So I ended the relationships. I did it in a pretty cowardly way, but it seemed to work. I simply stopped seeing them, and as we never went to anywhere i usually went with my wife, there was little chance they would meet. I also told them that they should co tact me during the day at work. Pretty shallow, huh? but hey at the end of the day, I got what I wanted, a totally selfish experience which I can never share with anyone in my family.

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