My husband has some inheritance and he lives off it. Not enough to be frivolous.
He doesn’t do anything or see anyone from one day to the next. No interests. We have nothing to talk about and I find him pathetic and unattractive in his idleness and insecurities.
I feel like I’ve tried everything. Advice, honesty, suggestions, opportunities… even tender affection but he thinks its a green light for him masterbating in me.
We get this builder in for several months and long story short, he fancies me and eventually lets me know it.
I don’t find him physically attractive at all but he’s alpha and fit and chasing me.
Compliments and suggestive comments. I’m not sure I believe it - who would fancy me at nearly 40?! He’s seen me dog rough too.
I’m suddenly excited about getting dressed into something nice, a bit of make up, new bras.
It all feels safe. Nothing in common, rarely alone together and nothing sexually explicit. We’re never going to fall in love.
I didn’t hide my developing friendship from my husband but excluded the flirtation bit.
I started getting messages from him. Tried including my husband. How’s your day been type things, music interests, pretty boring but they made me smile.
Husband must have seen me smiling too much… suddenly completely exploded at me. Next thing he’s messaged the builder and exploded at him.
Immediately the builder has drop kicked me and I’m heartbroken. Not even checked I’m ok.
He’s turned ultra professional. Cold.
I get it, no drama, but I’m so fucking miserable without him showing an interest.
It’s not even the builder really. The worst thing is that I don’t think I’ll ever feel like that again. Desired. No one will ever notice me.
I wish we’d kissed. I wish we’d had a fumble. I wish I’d got chance to run my hands over his rock hard arms and chest.
I’ve thought about divorce but for what? My life is fine, children happy, no worries.
I only needed a secret flirty friend and my life would have been complete and now my husband had ruined that and I resent him even more for it.
My husband asked how I’d feel if it was him and my honest thought was relieved. I’d invite her and her family around for dinner!
Can anyone relate? Similar stories to share? Broken hearted within a secure marriage? Feeling forty?