We have been there before. Twice in fact. The first time was in June 2011 and we had a great time. The photos of that holiday serve as a reminder of our happy marriage. We chilled out, met new people, went on boat trips, admired the scenery, bought back a few knick-knacks for gifts and for our house and, as always, had lots of sex! This is why it is so difficult to understand his actions eight weeks later. Because eight weeks after we returned he went, without me, to a bar with his friend and waiting for them was his friend’s fiancé and her friend – the desperate Pig-Shit. And the rest is just history. Rotten, sordid, skanky history. A fabulous opportunity for my poor husband (???????) to have all his needs meet (every few weeks in some hotel) by a woman who is unable to compete in the singles dating scene. You see married men are so much easier than single men to ensnare.
I was recently talking to a girlfriend who is on the dating scene and she is gorgeous. However, she says that women are practically throwing themselves at men! Then, the men are behaving very cavalier because they are getting sex easily (many shagging on the very FIRST date) and there’s a queue of single women just waiting to compete! She says it is terribly easy to feel rejected but she is holding out until she meets a man who does want commitment further than a first few dates. However, she also says that the older men (50+) are the most reluctant to commit, and in the main are looking for younger women. So, this made me think about Pig-Shit. She is not an attractive woman! Plus she’s quite dim! (Perhaps her greatest attraction?) She would shag the man immediately and then what? He would go off to pastures new and she would be desperately alone again. A married man is very different. They don’t have the time for the dating game, but with a little ingenuity can easily dance around the loyal and trusting wife at home who they’ve been having sex with for years. All the whore has to do is offer convenient and easily available sex on the married man’s terms and hey presto, she has herself her ‘man‘! A regular dose of insincere protestations of love and there she is wallowing in her ‘new and wonderful’ relationship. She doesn’t have to worry about where he might be because she knows where he is – at home with his wife, and she will scratch out a relationship from the scraps of that marriage because it offers her more than what any single man would be prepared to offer her.
I learned something new about Pig-Shit the other day. I knew that she had been shagging a married man for three years prior to shagging my husband. He lived in the same skanky town as her and she provided him with a key so that he could conveniently have his booty whenever he wanted. (She has two children!!!). I recently discovered that she told my husband that the relationship with him ended because… he went back to his wife! WTF?????? Pig-Shit is in lala land. He never went back to his wife. How could he, he never left her. So Pig-Shit, the simpleton, thinks that whilst she is shagging a married man she is the one in a ‘proper’ relationship. The wife is simply an inconvenience. How can this be ‘love’ of any kind? It makes me sick to my stomach.
So anyway, since D-day and my decision to allow my husband to stay and work at rebuilding the love and the trust of our marriage we have had several lovely holidays. But Madeira has been a key destination for putting Pig-Shit behind us. We visited it a second time last year in 2013 and off we go again on Wednesday. The truth is, we get on so well. We enjoy each other’s company and are closely in synch with each other. It’s almost like we can read each other’s minds. We eat, drink, swim, visit places together and then whilst he sunbathes to the sound of the music in his headphones, I’m close by, in the shade with my wonderful books. Apart from the year with Pig-Shit it has always been like this.
It is such a shame. My husband is an absolute fucking idiot.
Image Credits: 3d Person Behind The Road Destroyed And Love Symbol by renjith krishnan; Thinking About You On Phone Means Love Miss Get Well by Stuart Miles; Keys On A White Background by Serge Bertasius Photography; both courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net