[FM] I’m fucking the husband of my neighborhood “Karen”

I (25f) recently moved to a new city and bought my first home. It’s a big accomplishment for me, especially since I have worked freelance since college and getting a loan was an uphill battle. Anyway, my new neighborhood has an HOA which is led by “Karen” (45f) who lives just two houses down from me. Karen basically makes it her personal mission in life to make everyone in our neighborhood miserable.

Leave your car mats out to dry on your driveway for an hour after cleaning them? FINED

Painted your front door a non-HOA color option? FINED

Install a lattice around your porch skirt instead of paneling? FINED

You get the picture. Anyway, I met Karen’s husband “Rick” (44m) about 5 months ago just in passing. He was jogging past my house as I was getting the mail and stopped to introduce himself. He came across as friendly, attractive, confident, and I liked him immediately. The next time I saw Rick, it was at the community center in our neighborhood, at the pool with Karen and and their two kids. I was sunbathing and watched as they came in, Karen snapping at him and ordering him around. She literally talked to him like he was a misbehaving dog. He shot me an apologetic smile, clearly embarrassed, and I sensed that he didn’t want me to approach.

A few days after that, I was unloading groceries when he jogged by again. He apologized for his wife’s behavior and we got talking a little more. I invited him over to have drinks with me and a few other neighbors that night and he said he would try to make it. He didn’t show. I was getting ready for bed when there was a knock on the door. It was Rick with a bottle of wine, embarrassed by his lateness but said he wanted to wait until Karen went to bed. I let him in, we had a few drinks, and really hit it off. Before I knew it he had me bent over the kitchen island, fucking the absolute hell out of me. It wasn’t until after that I learned he hadn’t slept with Karen for over a year.

Since then we get together 3-4 times a week. Sometimes he stops by on his run and we have a quickie on the couch, sometimes he comes by late and we cuddle and talk afterward. I honestly never imagined I would be the other woman, but the more I learn about Karen, the less guilty I feel.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y40ny3/fm_im_fucking_the_husband_of_my_neighborhood_karen