How Are You Not Being Neglected? - Sex Stories

How Are You Not Being Neglected?

... answered that ad with complete honesty. In my reply I wrote, I was married with two children. I told this unknown person that my wife was cheating on me with the neighbor and I had just discovered a few days before I wrote this letter. I wrote yet that my neighbor had a wife and three children and could not believe this had happened to me. I got a wonderful surprise the next day when I checked my inbox and found a reply to my letter. Her E-mail was simple and she wanted to know more about me, my name, address, and my neighbor’s name and address. She told me it was simply because she had a little money and first she wanted to investigate my family and the neighbor’s by a PI firm. She wanted to continue corresponding with me, but she did not tell me her address at all. I became little sad, but my depression was not too deep, so I intended to give the requested information to her. She answered the next day and wrote me, she had two small daughters. She asked me, whether I liked milk and what I knew about ANR. I wrote the next day, I loved milk and I read some things from different websites. So I was totally ignorant except from what I read on the websites. She wrote the next day that the website, which I mentioned in my E-mail was excellent to get the basic information about ANR. Her words were fantastic yet she answered only a little, but she was always there the next day for my answers, so she admitted she was widow. She wrote not to do anything yet regarding my marriage, ...

... but rather appear clueless even though I knew. After two weeks she wrote a long letter. She got the PI investigation and she had a photo and video that proved I was right about my wife cheating with my neighbor. It happened several times a week. She wrote me not to do anything that could cause me to go to prison. In her E-mail, she asked if I wanted to meet her I should write at the end of my reply E-mail: SOS. I did what she wanted and in the next correspondence we organized our first meeting in a Starbucks. I wrote in my last E-mail if there was an emergency, what could I do? She answered, no problem, because she would keep giving me new dates and times until we met. She wrote humorously I could not escape from her! When I read these cheerful sentences I smiled a little. I told her several times later in our relationship, how that sentence was the exact step to drive away my sadness. I felt I would be happy again with this joyous woman, and believed I could fall in love again. Soon my depression disappeared. At home I was a robot and I did the daily and weekly activities with perfection. I was on autopilot. My mind soon focused away from my cheating wife onto my unknown pen pal. When I was at work my enthusiasm returned. My life was changing for the better. Chapter 3. A high EQ (emotional quotient) woman When I entered the specified Starbucks I sat at an empty table and almost at the same time a nice brown haired woman sat down beside me. She had a dress that ended above her ...