Happily Married And Falling In Love With Another WomanI am a happily married 38 year old man. I love my wife and daughter. My wife is beautiful and sexy, and we have a great time together sexually and as friends. I can't stress enough how good my marriage is. Recently, we got a new intern where I work. At first, I didn't really think much about her. She is cute, but at first glance, she isn't exactly drop dead gorgeous. We select interns ba
I have been analyzing this situation, and I have come up with some modifications to my initial perception. I do think my feelings are genuine, but I also think that they are inflated by the following factors. X is a lot younger than me. I love the freedom of her life, and--as happy as I am in my marriage--I miss having my future as wide open as X's. I think that she represents a passed period of my life that I enjoyed a lot. As I mentioned above, she is the physical opposite of my wife. My wife is 5'7", red hair, blue eyes, very white, large breasts, juicy ***, and very intense. X is 5'2", black hair and eyes, Peurto Rican, really thin with small breasts and *** (but cute), and she has a very mild personality. I have never had "types" to which I am attracted. I find a wide variety of women attractive, so its not that I prefer one over the other physically. I just think I like the idea of the variety of experience that she represents. I have been married and faithful for nearly ten years now, so difference seems exciting. Now the most obvious factor. She is my intern. How tacky, right. I agree. I take my responsibilities to interns seriously. We don't take advantage here. Interns are not free labor. I spend a lot of time teaching and answering questions. But it is a huge ego boost that this girl that I'm attracted to thinks that I'm super good at what she wants to do. She is constantly seeking my approval, and I am capable of making her happy with just a few words of praise. It gets me excited just thinking about it. Tacky.
Lately i have been thinking about X a lot. I listen to sad music on the train and have a wistful look on my face. I'm like a ******* teenager and it makes me sick. I see myself feeling and behaving this way and I can't stop it, even though I know its ridiculous. I feel like a fool.
I am not posting this because I seek advice. If you think that you have some advice worth posting, I would live to hear it. Otherwise, I'm not really looking for a bunch of trite adages about the grass being greener. I am mainly posting this to get it off my chest. No one knows. My wife is my best friend, and I can't tell her about it. I hope that there are a few people out there who have had similar experiences and who would like to share them with me.