u/babeorbaby

I’m 42, been married 19 years. A couple weeks ago my husband invited his boss over for dinner. My husband started doing his usual thing subtly putting me down in front of him, complaining about my cooking, calling me lazy, and making a comment about the acne marks on my body like he always does when he’s annoyed. His boss shut him down pretty firmly and then started complimenting me in a way my husband never does. It felt good. Really good. Before he left that night, the boss asked for my number “in case he needed to coordinate something about work with my husband. I gave it to him. Two days later he texted me. Just a simple “Hey, it was nice meeting you. Hope you’re having a good day.” I replied. The conversation got flirty surprisingly fast. He told me I deserved to be treated better and that he couldn’t stop thinking about how good I looked. That Friday my husband had to work late. The boss texted asking if he could “stop by quickly to drop off some documents.” I knew it was bullshit, but I said yes. He showed up within 30 minutes. The second the door closed he pulled me in and kissed me. I didn’t stop him. Within minutes we were in the master bedroom our bed. He took his time undressing me, then got me on my back in missionary. He was thick. When he pushed inside me I actually gasped. He didn’t rush. He stayed deep, moving slow and steady while looking me in the eyes and telling me how much better I felt than he imagined. He fucked me like he had all the time in the world, talking dirty but also saying things like “you deserve this” and “let me take care of you.” I came twice before he finally finished inside me. The feeling of him pulsing and filling me up made me shake. Since that day it’s gotten worse. My husband now sleeps in the guest room. The boss comes over almost every evening. Sometimes my son has walked in on things he shouldn’t see like his boss with his face between my legs or me on my knees. I feel a rush every time instead of shame. The guilt hits me sometimes, especially at night when my husband looks at me with sad eyes. But the boss doesn’t let me stay in that headspace. He tells me straight stop feeling weak this is what I deserve, my husband never appreciated me anyway. Yesterday while he was deep inside me he told me he’s already looking into divorce options. I know how fucked up this is. I’m actively helping his boss ruin the man I’ve been with for 19 years. But when he’s talking like that, all the anxiety disappears and I just want more.