I'm cheating on my husband. The guy looks, talks, walks, and even has the same name as my husband. But it can't be. I married a boring old computer guy that talks about real estate investing and the federal interest rate. I am dating a guy that's a real estate mogul who does unspeakable things to me. I told him to sneak out here after work last night, and he came right out. He would have stayed longer but his mother-in-law needed his help, and he didn't want her to get suspicious. I can't get my husband to come out here during the week.

His wife is a real bitch without a warm feeling in her heart. She's always nagging and expects him to earn a living while she sits at home on her computer all day. But I'm a wild sex kitten that runs her own business. I'm soon to be a pilot, which is really hot! So I just gotta cheat with him long enough to get him to leave that shrew.

Furthermore, my Priest suggested that I cheat. It's not the Priest where I live, but a friend of mine at seminary, and the closest thing I have to a Priest. I thought she was nuts, but she convinced me that I should just sneak around behind his back. I started to tell her about not having a babysitter and the guy living in another city, but she told me that she counsels people who figure out a way to drop the kids off so they can carry on their affair. After that, I wasn't really left with too much of a reason not to cheat. I mean, if they can manage it, so can I.

I'm gonna get us a set of webcams and I'm also going to convince him to call in sick next Monday. I've got the name of a drop-in daycare, and I'll just tell the kids I've got some important errands to run.