I decided to cheat on my wife. Our marriage was going through a bad time – everyday life, children, quarrels.
Well, here was a new employee, all young, cheerful, not burdened by life and family. I started courting her, gave her flowers, took her to a cafe. I told my wife that I was working late, cleaning my friend’s computer from viruses, stuck at the service station, and other excuses.
And then, finally, a young colleague promised me an evening together. The date was planned for Saturday at her place, she hadn’t called me before. I returned home happy, happy to win. Hormones were raging, butterflies in my stomach loudly rustled their wings, and my brain was in a complete blackout.
At home I was met by a tired wife and the kids were already asleep. Hiding something from women is impossible – they read faces, as professional physiognists. Therefore, and my Maria immediately noticed that I am happy, like a cat licked sour cream. Commenting, however, she did not do anything, but simply heated dinner. Then she said she was exhausted, so she would do the dishes later, and went back to her room.
After dinner and water procedures, I went into the bedroom and saw the following picture: Maria is asleep on the bed, not undressed, not even unbraided hair. Apparently, so tired that just had no strength to do it. And next to her on the table was our old photo album. I still couldn’t sleep from the anticipation of our date tomorrow, so I started looking through the album.
I flip through the pictures, and there… my wife when we were just dating. Beautiful, fresh… And my happy face next to her, happiness is pouring out of the photos. And then I remembered how I was in love with her, how I courted her, pushed her, couldn’t sleep at night! A storm of feelings surged, even in my eyes tingled.
Long I tossed and turned that night, thought about his wife, about my new whim, about family, kids, our problems, life. I thought about a lot of things. So I wanted to be with me again was the old Mary. And finally it hit me! After all, nothing stops me from starting to care for his wife, as before. Take her to a cafe, not a girl from work. Pamper her with surprises and compliments.
Anyway, in spite of the fact that it was 7 a.m., I called my mother and arranged for her to take the kids to her place for the weekend. Then I ran to a convenience store and bought the most gorgeous bouquet. Before Maria woke up, and she gets up early, I had time to make her breakfast and bring it to bed.
My wife was surprised, but was madly happy attention. And I admired her disheveled hair and sleepy, familiar face. Well, with the bouquet, she almost danced around the room – in such a delight was!
A girl from work, I gave the answer, though it was difficult to decide – a few times the number reset. But such a relief felt! Now there was no need to hide, no need to lie to my wife and friends, no need to rob my family of money. On the same day I sent my wife to the beauty salon, and in the evening we had dinner at her favorite restaurant. The next day a movie, a walk – a real date, just like years ago.
In those two days, my Maria was fabulously transformed, back to the mischievous girl I had once fallen in love with. Now I try to pay more attention to her and her family and get the kind of return that I can not get with any mistress.
So, men! In my experience, a woman is a reflection of a man. If she is happy, you will be happy. You don’t believe me? Check it out!
