I thought all men - married or not - fantasized about other women. If you don't, you should probably go have your testosterone levels checked... But, because I love my wife, I don't act on it and never would. Not because I'm worried about God's anger (LOL) but because most people don't want to purposely hurt people they love. Absolutely NOTHING wrong with fantasizing about it, though. I believe that's what's referred to as being "totally normal".
Does your wife not know how to surf the interwebs? Does she not know that you're a rockets fan and frequent this site? Does she know you go by "xxxxxx" on CFans? I don't encourage anyone to cheat on their spouse but at least cover your tracks. Can't really take this seriously if true..
So OP are you going to smash or not? I am married and am okay with living vicariously through you. I get it, and understand the place where you are coming from. I am convinced the waitress at olive garden wants to bounce. But I wont do it because of shame and love for wife not because the girl at olive garden is smoking. because she is. I can separate my desire to eat her vagina from the fact that I am married, and so far even if its endless pasta night I am not going to even go. You on the other hand have made that decision and now its just a matter of when and moving forward. If you are a chump you will keep talking about it and act like a 13 year old school boy. Smash it and make sure to smash it hard. for the love of clutch fans. extra props for a titty shot /crotch shot with 'thegary' written across her pubic bone in magic marker. come on 'thegary' ..lets 'theparty' ..get 'thestarted'
Amen!:grin: This is absolutely true. A real man who loves his wife can separate a fantasy or making it come a reality. Age plays no part when it comes to things like this. It's more of experience and ability than anything else. ie: I know some guys who hooked up early in life with one chick, is now old and wants to/ and WILL bang anything if it ever came their way. Then, there are some that had no game, hooked up with a chick they are not happy with because they are desperate, and always actively seeking something better. Then, their are the guys that had all the action he ever dreamed of, is now settled down and love his wife and kids. Occasionally, he will still have women just throwing their panties at him. But all he has to do is think of his wife and kids and the family he established. The guy proceeds to move on like a true "playa".
One thing is to look at other women and admire their beauty, and another much different thing is to fantasize about other women and, lastly, a way way way different thing is to have someone right in front of them and then asking a bunch of peeps if he should do her... all these, while married, which one is worse?
i think everyone's libidos are different. fidelity means i've sacrificed something that i enjoy more than anything. we've been sniping at each other for a while. we had a rough year (house destroyed by fire, renovating house, fighting with insurance company, moving kids to temporary digs and starting a new business). all this has left us financially strained. i've spoken to my dad, my sister, my therapist, my psychiatrist, and a few friends about what's going down. i think my feelings of straying have gotten stronger lately for reasons other than pure temptation. i think i need to steady the ship with the wife and give her more love support and affection. i started the thread because i was on the couch, drunk, and NANNY was there and it was getting warm in the room. iPad was right next to me so i stupidly started this thread. if i delve deeper, perhaps i just needed to work out these thoughts.
I knew that I had drunk too much I had passed my drink degree I climbed into my rented car I was happy as could be Then I pulled out of the driveway And the lights began to blur Within a mile the car was stopped By a police officer - she said "did you see the light was red? Did you see the light at all? " Then I fell into her open arm And that’s all that I recall I knew that I had danced before But it never made the news Surprised to find my two left feet In john travolta’s shoes I hogged the space around a girl I found so full of verve Then I moved in slowly for the kill And watched her body swerve, She said "did you know I’m not impressed With the way you dance at all" Then I fell into her open arms And that’s all that I recall Blacked out and wasted I had to be persuaded With my view a little jaded That I was about to go Down like a domino I knew that I had said too much But tact was not my way Tears were on her bottom lip She had nothing more to say except "did you know this love we have Has made me feel so small" Then I fell into her open arms And that’s all that I recall
The Sex-Fear-of-Death drives are hard wired into people and I think they are linked. The death bed regret of "I should have ****ed that girl" is still nothing compared to "I made my true love heartbroken."
