First message
I met her in a gay bar. She was there with her friends, I was gay my hold life only been with men never a woman and I desperately needed a partner just as a cover for my image. People around me started getting suspicious. Once my eyes landed on her I just couldn’t pull my eyes off her. She was beautiful but I never thought of anything I always found woman beautiful but her? She was..different?
I offered her a deal that night. To being my wife as a cover for me and my sexuality. she can do what she wants. Date whoever she wants. Spend as much she likes. She agreed to the terms, she knew I was gay so she had no problem.
or so I thought I was.
since we married she’s always home. Doing things he likes example reading, cooking or playing her violin. I been attracted to her more and more by time. Not sure how. Not sure why. But she just keeps grabbing my attention like no one has before. I love hearing her voice, her laughter. We have touched fingers before and sudden connection I feel.
I have tried talking and spending nights with men like before. But now..I don’t feel the same. All I picture is her being in their position. Their lips replaced with hers, their touches replaced with hers. So I stopped seeing men and focused more on her.
I enter the house as I arrive late from work. I brought her flowers her favorite especially but than I stand frozen. Once I see her kissing another man in the couch. Anger fills my body, ‘stay calm Sergio’ I repeat in my mind.