Thoughts by Adults

I had been with my wife for nearly twenty years when a young blonde girl proposed the idea of an affair. I did what felt right.

It's hard to believe twenty years has passed when you consider and remember the first time you officially became a couple, the first time you told her you loved her, and all those times you openly offered her your heart for comfort and support. Yes, me and Milly, my wife, became a couple at the ripe age of fifteen. We were young, we didn't know what love was at that time, all we knew was we made each other's heart beat.

When we were twenty five, I proposed. I remember the pride, and gloating I did. After all, I had found the woman of my dreams I loved with all my heart. We were officially a couple by law, and she was my wife. My family were so happy for us. It was a great time.

But it had been nearly twenty years now. And the excitement of being with Milly had died down. We no longer went on random dates, we typically only went to see a movie, or an affordable dinner here and there. In fact, she had it set in her mind she wanted children. I was never in a rush to have children, but she wanted them and we tried. Nothing. I suppose this put an added stress on our relationship. Along with the fact I worried sometimes Milly was only intimate with me because she wanted a child. She no longer seemed to have passion.

So there I was, faced with the opportunity to have fun with this younger beautiful girl who seemed to have eyes for me. No strings attached. What Milly didn't know couldn't hurt her right? If it was just once, it couldn't be that bad right? I'm not a bad man.

But as I thought about it, for about two seconds, I knew what the answer was. I looked at the beautiful girl, and smiled. She smiled back, and I replied politely, "Sorry miss, I'm dating free."