reply to post by NoRegretsEver
I can relate to your OP. I went six years without sex with my wife, and then met a friend online in real life.
I leaped, boy, did I ever. I left behind my six year old son. It was the hardest thing I ever did my entire life. I put him on the bus one morning,
then left my wife because of her lack of affection. I spent the next six months in bliss, a loving relationship where all my needs were met. I was
happy, and content.
However, I couldn't forget my offspring. I was bound to my obligations, the life that I created.
I traded happiness for my responsibilities, and as putrid as you may think it is, I had a girlfriend and wife at the same time, for a brief period.
They both knew my activities, I was completely honest, and suddenly the wife became sexually interested in me again. They both knew I had to make a
decision, and as complicated as it was, I chose the mother of my now 8 year old son.
What a mistake.
It has now devolved back into the same sexless marriage. In January, once, in February twice, in March, once, April, May, and June have all been dry.
Four times since the beginning of 2012. My wife doesn't touch me. My girlfriend did, those little things, a brush against my arm, a pat on the
butt, a casual run of her hand through my short hair. She made me feel important, and with my wife, I feel a like a leper.
There are things that a man craves, and one is to know that their woman loves them. Men know that by the way their woman acts. I scorned, perhaps,
the perfect match for me, due to worldly obligations, and so set my fate.
I'll trade all the comforts of the world to have love once again. I mean that.
(ETA: Hard post to write. I'm 43 now, and too old to hope for change. It's not often I bare my soul, but I have no regrets. Life goes
edit on 6/7/12 by Druid42 because: Added ETA.