So I’m a long time reader but was never confident enough in my writing skills to post something here.
I’m 39 and divorced for the last 5 years and honestly I’ve lived my best life. I thankfully got to travel extensively for work for the last 7 years and that’s where the fun began.
The reason I’m divorced is because of this girl we will call Paige. I met her in Tampa while I was married and meeting her changed my life. She was 24 and an absolute smoke show. 5’7 and fit with great natural tits and golden brown hair. We fucked during our time in Tampa for work and I never knew that it would lead to the unraveling of my perfect suburban married life. I decided that I couldn’t stop thinking about Paige so I quickly struck up a relationship with her on the side. I left my wife and Paige and I had the best time. Traveled the world…turns out she was a freak for anal too but she’s not the focus of this story. Her and I had an on and off relationship that hopefully ended for good this March. As amazing as Paige is she lives in West Hollywood now and California hasn’t been kind to her. She was always complicated emotionally and mentally but now she’s a month away from 30, has enough fillers injected in her face to make her the next host of a show on Fox News and is really focused on finding a rich rich dude. I do well for myself but I don’t have a yacht or a beach house.