I’m 32 and my husband is 34. We’ve been Married for ten years and have two lovely sons. My neighbour is two years older than me with a plain, stay-at-home sort of Wife who’s the same age as him.
They have three kids and I realised a long time ago that he was bored with his wife and he fancied me loads. It all came together one night when my husband was off with our boys for a weekend away.
My neighbour’s wife had taken their children away to her mum’s and it seemed like a chance that I couldn’t let go. I invited him in for a beer. I was totally honest and said that I wanted to see him alone for a change as my sad little life was so desperately dull.
He was there on my doorstep before I’d hung up. We chatted at first and I turned up the flirting sky high. He was up for some fun just like I was — I’d have felt very silly otherwise.
We’ve been meeting up now for six months and have hot, risky s*x. It’s not always easy to meet but we both seem to like a challenge. It’s not just about s*x. I care for him loads and he’s really mad about me but we both have young children we don’t want to hurt.
He says his wife is already suspicious. I know what you’ll tell me, that we just have to stop, but it isn’t as easy as that.
Our bond is so strong that we’d have to make sure we kept well away from each other in future or our partners will know something’s up.
I’m weighed down by guilt and realise we’ve been so selfish but, whatever we do now, it feels like it’s bound to go wrong.
