Oh dear. Hubby has been upstaged by a plastic idol I have decided to name "Charles".
To be fair, upstaging Hubby was not hard. The man has the all the sexual ability and tenderness of a horny 12 year old. Quick and painless.
Oh, I am cruuuel...
Anyway, Charles and I met in the electronics section of my local Harmony sex shop. I often walk passed and have never before gone in. We have met many tines since, every occasion explosive. He is there when I need him. He is the right size and shape, and he knows what to do. It is amazing to think that two AA batteries and a bit of thermoplastic rubber could induce such ecstasy.
During one of my post-orgasmic hazes, I decided to do a cheeky Google search for dating and found this website. It's called 'Illicit Encounters'. I've actually heard about it before at work (I think someone caught our CEO on it once) but forgot about it until now. The site is a dating site for married people. What a contradiction!
Had a look around. Has got me considering my situation. Don't want to sign up though. However difficult things are, I'm not desperate enough.