Separation expectations and apartment living
I'm curious if etiquette rules are a thing when separated from a spouse. I've been separated from my husband for five months, but we're working things out and will probably get back together. I do love him, but he pissed me off really bad for reasons I won't fully get into. He wasn't cheating or anything, just hiding money and other things that I should have known about. It was the lying that was the issue.
When we separated, I got an apartment. My husband still lives at the house. The apartment complex at which I'm living is lower-end, but has a lot of fun people. Lots of parties and especially on weekends people have their doors open and welcome pretty much anyone. I have gotten to know many of the neighbors from smoking out on the veranda, and I have a lot of new friends, even some quite younger (I'm 44, btw).
My husband and I never had a talk about "Let's not have sex with anyone else while we are separated," but it is kind of implied. But my new friends are fun and five months is a long time. A few months ago I was invited to the apartment a few doors down to chill, listen to music, have a few drinks, and smoke a little weed. I got there and there was plenty to drink and smoke, but also a couple of girls getting fucked by the hosts, who incidentally were black. (And no, except one, they were not BBC. Their dicks were average sized.) I joined in and had a great time getting high and doing some fucking. What feels better than that?
I've gotten laid more times in the last five months than I had in the previous five years. It's been better sex too: hot and very casual, whether one-on-one or doing group. I've developed an appreciation of a well-done, mini orgy.
These are things I don't mention to my husband. I don't want to hurt his feelings. He can do whatever as well, though he's so lame that I don't think he could find alternate pussy besides mine unless he paid for it.
I just don't know if what I am doing is out of the norm for people who are separated. If anyone has been through this, please chime in.
I discovered my ex husband's child pornography collection. We separated, we were both staying in the same apartment complex and I had a friend from collage as a roomie. Lots of drama between the ex and I until the divorce came through. I transfered to another state through my job and that was that.
I did "steal" one of his many flash drives.
In the years since I have to confess that I discovered how much I enjoy looking at the contents of that flash drive. I feel isolated concerning my interests and I now find that I regret getting divorced from him.
If you care to chat I’ll give my telegram or you give me yours?
I would not consider myself a “collector” of such content. But I admit that definitely get off on it. You’re not alone but it’s a difficult thing to admit to yourself, and even harder to talk about.
I only recently come to the realization. It was only after using the material several times and realizing how it enhances my experience that I actually finally trying navigate it