Hello
To get the boring bits out of the way. I am 45, married, and a mother to two children. I have a peaceful, safe, predictable life in a village just outside Cambridge in the UK. I have been with my husband Simon since I was 17, nearly 30 years, and we have been married for 17 years. He was my first boyfriend and we have been together since school.
I was besotted with him from our first kiss and still am. However, I cheated on him so much from about the age of 19 until I was about 30. I just loved sex and loved men. I didn’t see any harm in it and Simon has never found out.
I could never confess to Simon, but I have been writing imaginary letters to him to tell him some of my stories and I am thinking about posting them here. I would like to tell the story of how I came to have had sex with eight of the men at our wedding. There are therefore eight letters about eight men.
Shall I post them, or will I get called a slut and a cheating whore?