The cop got out and knocked on our door and I got served with my husband’s lawsuit. I wanted to do something that I would have total control over, because in the years we’d been married, I’d handed over so much of my autonomy. I thought, well, I still have control over my body and he can’t tell me what to do with it. Before I started, I imagined I’d get one message at a time, that it would all unfold slowly. We seemed to be clicking, but then he asked for my cup size. I think those weeks passed more slowly than any three weeks of my life. I’d sit at my desk and fantasize about it, what I’d wear, what it would be like, what it would feel like. And then, the day we were supposed to meet, he emailed me in the morning and said that he wasn’t going to be able to make it. I responded and we’ve been sending messages now for about three months.
It turned out his business was being sued by the city. But instead, I went to open my inbox one day and had like 50 messages. A lot of the messages were explicit, men sending pictures and asking for measurements. I wasn’t interested in just a hookup; I wanted more like a friend with benefits. We haven’t consummated it but I feel like we both still want something. It occurred to me that this was one of the reasons I got married in the first place, to not feel so anxious and powerless, like the men had all the control.
He was being sued for thousands of dollars and he hadn’t even told me. It was at that moment that I decided I was going to have an affair. I wanted someone who would be easy to talk to and have a good sense of humor. He said he still wanted to see me and for it to happen but needed some time. But then I ended up feeling that way in my marriage.
So I started sorting through messages, looking for ones that seemed to come from real people. So in the meantime I started texting with that original match again, the one who asked about my cup size, and it seemed to be going well. Now, I was feeling that way in trying to have an affair. This is just the way it seems to go with me and men, my husband or otherwise.
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