Married Adult Personals: Lonely Wives Pad

So I spent the entire weekend searching the web for these so-called online dating services. What greatly encoured me was its promise of privacy and discretion. True enough, all date sites I came across had one same feature in common: the offer of discreet encounters. Which I very much need to be able to pursue my quest for some personal, extramarital fun…

But enough about that for now. What intrigues me more is this another HUGE discovery on my part. Suddenly, it’s like I have a new wish in life: to be a MILF. “Mother I’d Like to Fuck” would normally shock my rather conservative ears but right now my willingness to try new things and experiences constantly fuels my interest. Philandering men sneaking around with lonely women… cheating husbands hooking up with desperate, willing women like me… That’s exactly what I need right now! Mutual companionship. Personal fun. Pleasure!

This online adult dating thing just keeps getting more and more inviting…

Week 2 and I’m now officially a housewife on a mission. Getting snubbed again by Trevor after he came home from the “boys’ weekend” only proves that it’s time for me to stop moping and start looking for fun myself. He’s not giving me anything so yeah, I’m gonna go look for it someplace else. And no, it’s the other kind of fun aside from hanging out with my girl friends. I need excitement and I’m gonna find it. But how, without going out there right away?

Luckily nobody’s been using the PC and since I can’t really leave the house except when grocery shopping or book reading at the neighbors’, there’s only one option a bit more fun than infomercials: web surfing. Plus it has more choices rather than just staring at the neighbor’s hot gardener all morning. I’m no expert but I do know the basics of Internet use. It’s nothing shocking to me either: scandalous content, ugly news, porn. I don’t understand how my boys get addicted to computer games but I do know curiosity and as boys will be boys, surfing for porn in our computer wasn’t something that would have surprised me. What interests me more, though, are those websites with online communities. I see my teenage daughter spend hours and hours chatting and going to Friendster, MySpace, Facebook and Multiply and she’s told me about them too. Then I was told there are more sites like them… more adult-friendly sites, that is.

Searching for such websites today gave me an idea just how many hundreds of them really exist. Online dating sites, adult personals, forums for married people, sites for housewives, sites for husbands, for couples, for single people. Sites for “searching for love”, “looking for companionship”, “finding connection”, “something new and exciting”, “searching for fun”. Bingo. I might find what I’m looking for in these websites! For sure there are a lot more like me feeling bored in their marriage—and maybe a whole lot more of those willing to help forget the loneliness, even for a while.

I’ve never really gone looking for people in the Internet, much less look for those whom to spend fun times with. This is going to be this housewife’s next adventure.

On our first few years as a married couple Trevor and I—like other married people, I bet—for lack of a more grown-up expression, had a blast. We shared anything and everything and we loved every day of it. We cooked together, ate together, shopped, read the morning paper, watched weekly movies together… even feed Fatty, our cat, together. We love each other and we were yelling it out to the world. And that’s just half of it: On the more exciting part of life we got to enjoy more our sex life. We shared fantasies. We shared passion and we were never shy. We loved making love!

Until our third child, our only daughter, was born. It was then that I began noticing changes in Trev. Small ones at first, then they escalated to bigger things. He began missing family dinners. He began sending me alone to do the grocery—lucky if he asks one of our sons to skip video games and go with me. He began missing out on our anniversaries (first kiss, first date, wedding anniversary!). His and his buddies’ baseball nights have stretched to weekend road trips. To all-nighters at his friends’ private parties. To mysterious gifts for friends’ she-cousins whom I never met despite all the birthdays they supposedly had celebrated.

And his mood—suddenly I lost touch on how to push his buttons. Lately it’s like grumpy now, grumpy again later. More than sad, it’s unfair. I even tried losing weight and regain my pre-mom body and looking more beautiful and sexier than my age for him to notice me again. But apparently, our gap has become bigger than my insecurities. The heat between us is gone and I don’t interest him anymore. Our friendship is off. The sex drive is lost… Now that I think of it, we haven’t had sex in the last seven months. We haven’t kissed in the lips since god knows when and I can’t even remember when we last went to bed at the same time!

I miss my husband. I miss the fun we used to have. I miss the passion and heat we used to share. I miss the connection. To him I am nothing but his housewife who cooks his meals. I love him so much and I don’t want to leave him… but it’s becoming too lonely and boring for me as well. It can be just a phase between me and Trevor but I have needs and I deserve to satisfy them now.

I need to do something.