I don’t know why this is my husbands favourite story, I’ve done a lot worse lol, but it just is so I thought I’d share it.
I’m 38 now but this happened when I was 30. I met a 20 year old guy, Chris, at a spinning class I went to. This gym is near my work which is 45 minutes from my house so I knew there would be no chance of anyone up there knowing me so just told him outright after a couple of weeks of talking and innuendos, I’m married but I’m allowed to play and gave him my number if he ever wanted to hook up then text or call me.
We still saw each other at the gym twice a week and we’d talk but after about a month he hadn’t rang or text so I thought he wasn’t interested and left it at that.