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Why Do I Cheat? By Aimee Washington Why do I cheat? I wish I knew the answer to that question. I ask myself time and time again. I’m a 31-year-old mother of a 9-year-old boy. I’m also in a 10-year common-law relationship. I have always cheated and have never been faithful in relationships. For years, I was in denial. I always wanted to blame my childhood, my parents, my peers, my lover or husband at the time for my cheating ways. Now I know for a fact, it’s me. I’m the only one to blame. Here’s my story. I left the man I married (also the father of my son) 7 years ago. It wasn't the first time I left him, but it was the last. I was 16 years old when I met him and he was 26. I cheated on him from day one. The night before our wedding, I was in bed with another man who I had been seeing for nearly a year. I remember rationalizing that I did this because I was young. I was 18 at the time. About 2 years earlier, we split up for good. I started seeing his best friend. I never liked him. Although I thought he was an ass, I was sexually attracted to him - so I slept with him. I continued seeing him and eventually moved in with him. But, even while I had moved out on my husband, and was seeing this guy I ended up cheating on him twice with two different guys (they were both ex's of mine). Although I felt bad, I swore to myself that I would never, ever do it again. Then, the worst thing happened. I found out I was pregnant! Four different guys could have been the father. I later discovered the father was my ex-husband and not the man I’m in love with. As time passed, my son, my boyfriend and me live happily up until last August. That’s when I broke a promise to myself, and to my boyfriend. I promised that I would never cheat again. It happened one day at work. I’m used to being hit on by guys. They ask me out every so often and I always reply, "No, I'm married.” I was doing well, until that one day last August. I still can’t figure out what happened that day. All I know is that this guy, a very married guy walked into work. The sun was shining and it was a great day. I was feeling good and maybe it showed on my face. This man walked in and asked me a question and I was immediately drawn to him. I looked him up and down, on every inch of his body hoping to find something that that I didn’t like so I wouldn’t be attracted to him. No such luck. The more I looked the faster my heart started to beat. I remember thinking to myself: “What the hell is happening to me?” It was if time stood still. I answered his questions and he grabbed a business card, handed to me, and walked away. About 15 minutes later the phone rang. I answered the phone and this man was on the other end of the line. He started asking me very personal questions and before I realized what was happening I was engaged in a very sexual conversation with a man that I met less than an hour ago. I was so turned on by our conversation. He then asked what time I get off work. I told him and he stated that he would pick me up and take me out for one innocent drink. Well, we never went for a drink. He met me outside at the back of the building and within minutes, we were all over each other. I mean we were bringing each other to unbelievable orgasms, by hand. After all, of that hollering and moaning we went our separate ways. I assumed that I would never see him again. I figured it was a one-time thing. He called the next day. We continued our conversations over the phone but his only days off were Thursdays and Sundays, so every Thursday morning he would come in, we would have a quick session of incredible sex, and orgasms and he would leave. It’s been 9 months and we're still at it. Although, when we meet now, it's usually at a meeting place where we have amazing sex in the back of my SUV, his minivan, or at work. We’ll do it anywhere we can. All I can say is that the sex is honestly the best sex I’ve ever had. It's incredible sex, just absolutely wild sex that I probably wouldn't have with my husband and he probably doesn’t have with his wife. I hear she’s quite the prude. I know this is wrong but all I know is how this man makes me feel. At my age, I honestly feel that I’m entitled to this kind of sex. Hell, everyone should have this kind of sex. I’ve never been so turned on in my life. I’m constantly thinking of us having sex and then masturbating. If we're not physically doing it, we'll simply have phone sex and get off that way. Finally, I’ve come to the conclusion that people do know why they cheat. They just choose not to admit it. For me, I’ve decided that I’m going to enjoy the fun while it lasts. So what do you think? Let us know your thoughts, leave us some feedback!
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