A Stab In The Back

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Joel and I have been married for over 25 years. Even though he was a f**k boy when we met, I still got married to him because I love him and because he promised me that he's going to change that attitude. Little did I know that there's no way a leopard can erase the spots on its skin. That was my mistake. Joel is the true definition of what most women refer to as an handsome dude. He's tall and slightly built. He's always found in the midst of everyone, men and women alike but he's closer to his female friends. He was so close with them to the extent that he tells them about what's going on in our home which I don't find comfortable. I've always had this feelings that there's more to the friendship but whenever I ask him, he would always wave it off. All because I want to keep my home, I won't pester him again.

Finally, about four years ago, I got the evidence I was looking for. I was at work when I had this little headache. I had no option than to go home and take a little rest. While I was at home, I received a message from my boss to do some things for him. I had to use Joel's laptop because I left mine at the place of work. After doing what my boss asked me to do, I had the urge to see more. I checked the sites he frequents the most and I realized they were all dating sites. I was a little but calm at first but then i realized the truth. A married man on a dating site? So he has been looking for women online? I was hurt.

My anger rose and I drew a plan. I realize that only members can access those sites. I created a fake profile for myself. I used a fake name but I didn't use a picture. I searched for my husband on those sites and I got him. He was using a sobriquet and his profile picture didn't display his face but I was smart enough to see the unique tattoo on his neck. I sent him a message of how I love his tattoo and I want us to be friends. He replied a day after, he accepted my friend request. He asked me why my profile is faceless, I told him I just wanted to be anonymous in case I come across family and friends. I promise to send him a picture as soon as our friendship ties gets stronger. We started exchanging messages regularly.

I told him I just want a sex friend because I don't want to go into any relationship because of how I've been hurt by my past lovers. Our chats got more intimate, he started asking me of the sex position I love most. I put his mind at rest that I will make all his fantasies come to pass. We finally agreed to meet. On the D-day. I told him I was going to meet a friend of mine who lives across the street and he told me be was going out to hang out with some friends.

I told him to look out for a woman in blue gown. Before I left the house, I gave him a very deep French kiss because I know that was the last time it will ever happen. I knew our marriage was over. At the agreed place, I sat down waiting for him. I saw him coming in. He called out my fake name, I turned over and I watched him stare at me in horror. He said he's in the club to meet some friends while he bumped into me. I told him it was over, I'm the one he's been chatting with. I reminded him of the sex chats we had and all that. He apologized but it was too late. I left him in tears.

I went to my lawyer and began the divorce process. I don't wish to live with him anymore. After 25 years of marriage, so this is my payback? He packed out of the house. I cared less. I just want him out of my life. Friends were telling me how he parties all weekend but I don't bother about it because in happy I don't have to put up with it anymore.