My spouse is fantastic. He’s a wonderful father to our children, and I adore him.
Everything went well till I saw my Boss for the first time lately. I had just recently begun working at my new workplace, therefore, I had never met the Boss in person. He was smitten with me from the moment he saw me. He knows I’m married and is fine with it.
He treats me like a lady and pays all of my bills. He pays for stuff I don’t even realise I need. I enjoy spending time with him. He makes me feel incredibly protected, and with him, the world may disappear for all I care.
He is not married and, in his own words, is eager to “be here” for me.
We are yet to have shuperu, but he kissed me last night before we split ways, and I’ve been craving his kiss all day. Not only have I been thinking about his kiss, but also about what it would be like to lay in bed with him and yield to his wishes.
I tell him how much it pains me to do this to my husband, and he says, “Don’t worry. Everything will be well. He can’t be harmed by what he doesn’t know.”
He has a knack of getting under my skin emotionally. Only my husband has been able to reach me in the same manner that my employer has, and it makes me want to keep him—keep him and keep my husband.
My spouse just refers to him as my Boss. If he finds out, he would undoubtedly break down and break up with me, therefore I’ve learnt not to leave any evidence. I’m in a state of confusion right now. Confused because my husband needs to hurt me or treat me horribly in order for me to fall in love with someone else, but in this situation, everything is perfect between us, but I still long for someone new.
I desperately need my job, therefore I don’t want to offend my employer. This is the only job I’ve ever had that pays above and above my expectations. I simply cannot afford to lose it. Aside from that, I want my employer and I need my husband. I wish there was a way for the two to coexist.
The gravity of the situation is that, since meeting my employer, shuperu with my spouse has become a responsibility for me. I make myself available to him, but I don’t feel anything. It’s similar to the fable of the brook and the stone. What effect may the stream have on the stone? Nothing. He’s doing it, and I’m thinking about my employer. I am aware that I require assistance.
