Husband Caught in the Act!
We live in a very small community. I was driving down to the florist to get flowers for my mothers grave. I go right by this little motel that has super cheap rates during the day. Everyone knows it's a hook up place for lovers and cheaters. As I turned the corner I saw a Corvette pulled in front of one of the bungalows. It was a blue 69 convertible. My husbands daily driver is a blue 69 convertible with a white top and black interior. Then I saw the tag. It read 69 L68 which is my husbands tag. My heart began to race and pound. But I kept my composure.
I knew when I saw the car it was him. So I pulled my Mercedes into the lot and parked next to his car. I sat in my car for a bit and contemplated what my next move would be. I decided that I would get out and knock on the door. The shades were pulled and I was about to knock. Then I felt not so sure about it and I got back into my car. I decided to leave and go to the florist. I got the flowers and went to my moms grave site. After that I drove for a bit thinking about things.
Dave is a wonderful provider. I have everything I need and could want. We have good standing in our community and are well respected among our peers. He has his own electrical business inherited from his father but he now runs. Dave plays golf, and loves his cars. He collects mainly Corvettes and owns about 24 classic cars and Vettes. We have a beautiful 6500 square foot home with a riding stable and in ground pool. He has a large garage for his cars it's his man cave, his area.
I do volunteer work at a local nursing home and also involved in civic community issues as he is also. I thought about all these things and decided not to knock on the door and open a can of worms. I know he loves me. We just don't make love as often. I keep myself really trim and dress nice. But I'm older now as he is also. He tells me all the time how sexy I am. I still drawl looks and the occasional whistle from men. I'm just not as interested in sex. I never had his appetite for sex. But when we were first married I would make love to him two to three times a day. Now it's more like once or twice a month.
It's not his fault nor mine. It's just the way it is. He needs more than I do. I can get by on less. We still love each other. Many will think I'm selling out. But I'm not. I'm being logical about it. As long as he doesn't rub my face in it. And is being discrete then I will not call him out on it. As long as it's just sex and nothing more. Who am I to deny his needs. That would be very selfish on my part. Am I the only woman who feels this way? We don't own each other. We are just married. I asked him if he is happy and he said exceptionally happy and then we enjoyed each others company and went out to dinner and talked about what we will do when he retires and sells the business.
Anyway I think I'm being smart and practical not making a mountain out of a mole hill. We are entering our mid 40's and enjoying the success the fruits of our labors. We met when I was 18 working in the office of his dad's company. It was love at first sight.