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Tick, Tock…Time’s Almost Up!

The lease on his rented house expires May 1. I predict that’s when their relationship will expire, too (it’s already pretty icy). He told me that’s the date by which his current gal pal will have to find another place to live. She and all of her shit in plastic totes will be out on the street. HE IS MOVING ON!


He’s said he wants to move to Michigan to be near his daughter and her last year playing college basketball there. (As a tradesman he could take his business anywhere, really.) But he ‘fessed up to me months ago when he said moving in with her was a “mistake,” happening “way too early in the relationship.” And he used her, too: he could never afford to live in this house by himself, so he made her pay the utilities while he — the major breadwinner, as if she really works at all — paid the rent. Her Sugar Daddy is flying the coop and her sweet deal is about to end.


So, BOOM! I predict that their relationship will blow up by May Day. “There’s some good in there,” he admitted to me over lunch one day. “But she drinks too much, she has a hot temper, and she’s just not as sophisticated as you. Your enthusiasm for sex is off the charts. She is just average, and it’s not all that often, either.”

I’ll kill myself if you leave me!” she’s threatened him. “Not gonna happen on my watch,” he answered when I asked him why on earth he stayed with her. “That’s why I kinda have to play it cool and keep things as they are for a while longer.” He was feigning love and concern, a completely false relationship.

And then there was this incident:

Police Blotter

He called the police on her when she bashed in his big flat-screen and then ran away into the night, avoiding the cops. He realized right then and there she was never going to be The One. And that night last summer when he came home from “golfing”*** and she was conspicuously absent? He knew exactly where to find her….at her old lover Robbie’s apartment (with Ava in tow). He spied her blue toenails under his door and recognized Ava’s bark. He nearly yanked her of there by her hair, he told me. 

(***It occurs to me that neither of them is great at fidelity: He wasn’t golfing with the guys, he was fucking ME at a nearby hotel and afterwards enjoyed dinner. The row that ensued after he found her at Robbie’s place….well, so much for the afterglow!)

She probably doesn’t even realize he’s still in contact “about once a week” with his old girlfriend/roommate. He has NEVER been faithful; fidelity just isn’t in his blood…like all Capricorns,unable or unwilling to be tied down. He never gave me up the entire first year of their “relationship.” Bet she had no idea I was still very much in the picture.

So, dearie, it’s just a matter of time before you’ll be history. Maybe Robbie will take you in again? Tick, tock…..tick, tock…..

Ticking time bomb


Categories: Affair Affairs Betrayal Break-ups Infidelity Relationships Sex Trust

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Exit 4A

A former mistress (26 years, on-and-off) describes the good, the bad, and the ugly of her long-term affair. Conclusion: Affairs aren't necessarily destructive if kept in the correct perspective. Our experience enhanced BOTH our marriages.

That is, until his marriage ended and we began to love each other. When the affair morphed into a relationship, well, that's when it stopped being fun for me. We have now irrevocably split.

Lately I've been writing about the man who took his place in the "off" years of that 26-year-long affair. He was a dynamic sexual partner but we, too, now have irrevocably split.

These are our stories.

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