Oh wow,oh wow,oh wow and HOLY SHIT! You will not believe what happened today! She called me this morning and asked me to lunch. Of course I agreed. Couldn't wait to call Not Married Lover and tell him. His advice was not to get too carried away, and take my cues from her.

I don't mind telling you I was dripping wet walking into the restaurant to meet her. She had on a black pants suit with a low cut white shirt that revealed a deep crevice. A nice string of pearls around her neck.

We talked business for about 20 minutes or so. She kept playing with a button on her shirt, and finally unbuttoned the top on, showing even more of her breast. I think, but can't be sure that I licked my lips. She then ran her foot playfully up around my ankle. Seeing what I would do I guess.

I finally got up my courage and just flat out asked her if she had ever been with another woman. She said, yes she had, many times, then asked me the same question. I said no, I never had. She asked if I had ever considered it, and I told her yes. She then asked if I had anyone in mind and I told her I thought she was very attractive and sexy.

There was no more business talk after that as she told me how wonderful it feels to be with a woman. I confessed that for some time I had been watching her and daydreaming about kissing her full pouty mouth, squeezing her big tits and sucking them like a starved infant.

The check came too soon! We went to the restroom to freshen up before leaving. I came out of the stall first and was standing in front of the mirror putting on my lipstick when she came out, standing behind me. She reached around and put her purse up on the counter. I could feel her breasts pressing against my back as she reached around and cupped my small boobs in her hands. I almost shot a load right there!

I stood there watching the two of us in the mirror, rolling my head back against her and she playfully nibbled on my ear while squeezing my boobs. I told her they were small as compared to hers. She said that was okay, they were just perfect for sucking.

She was rubbing her pussy against my ass and I was rubbing right back when footsteps began approaching. She quickly moved beside me and began washing her hands.

I walked out to my car with trembling legs and a steaming hot puss! Once back at the office, I went straight for the bathroom, rubbing my clit with one hand while sliding a finger inside my wet pussy. I came in no time at all.

It was hard to keep my mind on work. All I could think of was her. Near the end of the day, she knocked on my door and stepped inside. I walked out from behind my desk as if on auto pilot and stood in front of her. She reached out to me, and pulled me into her and began kissing me, jutting out her right leg and sticking it near my crotch. Before I knew what was happening,we were kissing and rubbing our pussies on each others legs.

I kissed down her neck and buried my head in that lovely crevice. We bumped and grinded our way to orgasm.

I was insane with desire, good thing she was thinking for the both of us, otherwise, I would have stripped her clothing off and fucked her right there in my office!

She asked me over to her place for dinner on Thursday night. I told her I would have to ask Not Married Lover.

He was totally aroused as I told him about my big day over dinner. In fact, we didn't finish dinner. Before I knew it, I was bent over a dining room chair while he fucked me from behind. Later on, he wanted me to tell him about it all over again while I rode him.

In a town this size, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Never would have been fine with me, but it didn't happen that way.

Not Married Lover were out the other night enjoying a nice cozy dinner before heading to OUR HOME for some down and dirty time. His hand is under the table, on my thigh to be more exact, when all of a sudden, it stops, just short of it's target.

He tensed up and gave me a look, nodding toward the door. Who do you think was standing there, waiting to be seated but that LOSER, Married Lover and the keeper of his balls, Wifey Poo!

They were seated 2 tables away. Not Married Lover decided to play it to the hilt. In fact, he played with my "hilt" most of the time.

As he was taking care of the bill, I went to the ladies room. When I came out, walked right into, Married Lover. "Call me. We need to talk. I must see you", he said. NOT A CHANCE IN HELL! You pathetic, miserable excuse of a man! You wanna call someone, call your wife! While you're at it,talk to her!

All I could manage to say was, "FUCK OFF". Then I wiggled, and swung my hips away from him. Of course he was watching and I turned back around and said, "Eat your heart out".

What the fuck kind of nerve does he have? He played with my mind and emotions for YEARS. Every year was the year he was finally going to leave her. And guess where the prick is now? Right! Still right there where he will be 10 and even 20 years from now!

I can't say that I don't still have feelings for him. I do. But I am in a good place in my life now. I have a man that belongs ONLY to me. I don't share him, his love or his dick with anyone! We don't have to sneak around and we don't have to lie!

It was a damn good day!

In other news, I finally shared with Not Married Lover my desire to be with another woman. He didn't have a cow. In fact, he was very understanding,and a little aroused too I think. In fact, I know.

I told him about this older woman at work. She totally turns me on. She dropped by my office today to discuss a work related matter and I was so hot and aroused. I think she may have picked up on it. As she was leaving, she offered a hand shake. She gently squeezed my hand, then placed hers over mine, running it up my arm just a little. Damn! I wanted to kiss those full lips and bury my head in her breasts! Am I crazy here,that was more than a handshake right, she was testing the waters, or was it just a handshake?

Not Married Lover and I had quite a Valentine's Day. He asked me to move in with him, and I said yes!

We wanted to start over in a brand new place rather than live at my place or his.

Found a super great loft apartment that we are now in to week 3 of sharing.

Still trying to get things together. Hard to do when all we want to do is one another!

Married Lover still calls and leaves me messages on my cell, and writes me once in a while. Still insists that he loves and wants to be with me, yet,still playing happily married with Wifey Poo. WHAT A FUCKING LOSER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so excited about Valentine's Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!

For so many years, I dreaded seeing this day come around. I knew that Married Lover, despite his words of undying love for me, would spend Valentine's Day with the woman he claimed he couldn't stand to look at, a woman he intended on divorcing. Yeah! Right!

She was the one he shopped for. He retured home to her with pretty cards,candy,flowers, gifts.

Candlelight dinners at home, or splurge for a night on the town. Followed by coming back home and making love. Excuse me while I THROW THE FUCK UP!

In the meantime, me, the woman he was in love with and wanted to spend his life with, sat at home. Alone. Trying to drown my sorrows with bottles of cheap wine and pretend that this was just any other day.

But it wasn't just any other day. This was fucking VALENTINE'S DAY. The day for lovers. Yet, my Married Lover, was with Wifey Poo. Still playing that same old worn out game. The same fucking game he will be playing next year at this time. The wife will be the same, only the mistress will change. But thank God, this year, the mistress will NOT be me!

This year will be grand and wonderful. I have Not Married Lover's word of honor on that. And unlike, Married Lover, Not Married Lover's word actually means something.

He said that I deserved an awesome Valentine's Day. One that I would never forget.

I have no idea what he has planned. I only know that I am to be dressed and ready at 6 pm.

I can hardly wait.

I hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine's Day.

And, Married Lover, if you are reading this....FUCK OFF YOU SLIME BALL PIECE OF LYING DOG SHIT.YOU ARE A CREEP! YOU ARE A USER! YOU USED ME! YOU USED ME YOU SON OF A BITCH AND I ALLOWED IT! WELL NOT ANY FUCKING MORE!

I got your ecard today, SCUM BALL! I am GLAD that you think about and still want me. And I am even more glad to tell you to FUCK OFF YOU SHIT BALL! The love and woman you threw away belongs to Not Married Lover.

He ALWAYS has time for me.He NEVER takes me for granted. Oh yeah, and you might want to check for your profile on dontdatehimgirl.com!!!!

How wonderful is my life? WONDERFUL! Such a change from last year at this same time. This time last year, I was the "Other Woman". This year, I am the "ONLY Woman".

Not Married Lover treats me like a QUEEN. I don't have to hide in the shadows of his life. I don't wait for phone calls that never come while he plays his little games with me, my life and my feelings.

How the fuck did I not see that? How did I not see that I was only an object,plaything, something to be toyed with, used and then cast aside until HE decided to acknowledge me once more!

Oh, it makes me so FUCKING angry at myself. And at him! I have dropped little hints about my blog here on this site, hoping that Married Lover finds his way here.

When he does, I want him to know just exactly what I think about him.

1-YOU ARE A PIG!
2-YOU ARE A PRICK!
3-YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE!
4-YOU ARE A PLAYER!
5-YOU ARE A LITTLE BOY WALKING AROUND IN A MAN'S BODY!
6-YOU ARE A USER!
7-YOU ARE AN ABUSER! Perhaps not in the physical sense, but oh fucking HELL YES YOU ARE IN THE MENTAL AND EMOTIONAL SENSE.
8-YOU ARE A GAME PLAYER!
9-YOU ARE A LOSER!
10-YOU ARE SCUM!
11-YOU ARE SELF CENTERED!
12-YOU ARE SELFISH!
13-YOU ARE A JERK!
14-YOU ARE PITIFUL!
15-YOU ARE A POOR EXCUSE FOR A MAN!

He is still playing the same old games he was playing when we were together. Posting personal ads on all of these web sites. The stupid prick doesn't know that I find each and everyone of them. IDIOT!

He thinks he is such a slick nickel. YOU ARE STUPID!

I gave away precious years of my life to this PIG! 7 years that I can never get back.

Not Married Lover is so different. I feel loved,honored,cherished and respected. Desired. Wanted. Needed.

But I do have to thank Married Lover for one thing. Had I not been with you for those 7 years, had I not gone through all those times when you made me feel bad about myself, those times when you left me hanging and twisting in the wind (because you were not enough of a man to talk to me and be honest with me)-all the countless hours that turned into days, and days into weeks and weeks into months and months into years, had I not gone through all of that with you, allowing you to cause my self worth and self esteem to drop to a big fat zero, there is no way I could appreciate how good and special Not Married Lover really is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He doesn't have to say he loves me. He shows it! Each and every day he shows me just how much I mean to him.

Slowly but surely, my self esteem is coming back. I see and know my worth as a person and as a woman.

All the while, poor,pitiful Married Lover is crawling into bed each and every night with Wifey Poo, playing the family man, being part of this picture of wedded bliss, while telling all these gullible women on the personal sites how miserable he is in this marriage and that he has had enough and is getting ready to "...step back into the life I need,desire and deserve..." HA...HA....FUCKING HA....!

That will NEVER happen. Because for one thing, HE DOESN'T HAVE THE GUTS OR THE BALLS!

Fucking A right I am mad!

But, I'll get over it. Not Married Lover will be here in a couple of hours. My bags are all packed for a weekend getaway.

So, Married Lover, if you should happen to find this while I am away, continue on playing your pitiful little games you BALL LESS,GUTLESS LITTLE TITTIE BABY!

And another thing; FUCK OFF.

PS. Another thing I wanted to write about and maybe I will at some point, I have been having such vivid dreams recently about being with another woman. Hot,wet dreams. What do you think that means?