Dear Affair Partner

I am HER. I’m the pretty (thanks for the compliment) wife to The Player. You knew he was married and had kids. You knew I knew nothing about you two. Is that what made your little affair with him so fun? Good for you. You did it.

For the time you were involved with my husband, I may have looked stupid, but I still had my self-respect and dignity. As horrible as it was to discover your affair, I would take that over being you.

Lucky me, I am privy to all of your text messages, emails with my husband and on several occasions you said, “I don’t want anyone to get hurt.” Really? That was not conveyed when described how you like my husband to fuck you, nor in the texts about you being horny after talking to him and it certainly wasn’t evident in the horrible things you said about your husband’s sexual abilities or the size of his dick. Nice. Your communications were especially entertaining because of your claims to care about my husband deeply after mere days, your lies about being worried for me if I found out about you, your hundreds of texts hanging on my husband’s compliments and you thinking he cared anything about your frivolous shopping and parties. Your husband must be a “very understanding man” as you described in one of your conversations to put up with your sorry, fake, cheating, fucking ass.

Did it make it easier to continue the affair because he told you I was boring in bed? Fat? Maybe he said I was a bitchy wife? Maybe he said he wasn’t happy? I hate to burst your bubble, “Baby,” but you were deceived too. I’m not any of those things. He lied to you too, about all of it. The only thing wrong with our marriage is his lack of character and morals. I’m a wonderful wife, mother and partner. I am also beautiful and self-confident and what’s more, I don’t need validation from drunk strangers traveling for business in bars like you to tell me that I’m “amazing” and “hot.” I already know I’m amazing and hot. The Player told me this wasn’t your first affair so I can only assume you go to a lot of bars to find your prey and to be preyed upon.

Your blatant disregard for marriage vows show such a lack of character it’s pathetic. And yes, I am saying this about him too. He’s pathetic and has no character either. I don’t expect you to take all of the responsibility for what you’ve done or the pain you caused – because The Player is an asshole too – you also contributed to the potential termination of a family. My kids’ family. Why?

Was the sex with my husband that good? He told me every detail of your fucking. Not impressed. Were the feelings of being fucked by a man who isn’t honorable and doesn’t have the fortitude to stop doing what he knows to be wrong, that strong? You know what, you fucking whore? If he’s not willing to become something better than what you know him to be – you can have his sorry ass. I mean, until he meets another whore like you, ready and willing to do him at the drop of a compliment. A woman who does this must not think very much of herself to take the scraps of a man when he can only fit her in with stolen moments in between lying to your spouses. It seems ironic (and also a waste of precious time) so many of the texts between you two were just to find out when you could text.

Do you want to know how to be a better human? Treat people better. Don’t encourage men to cheat and don’t treat other women with distain by going after and fucking their men. Treat your man better. Don’t you think YOU deserve better? If not you, then maybe your husband deserves better. Let him move on to someone who can respect him and a marriage vow.

Be more than a cheap affair with someone’s broken husband and don’t hang out with other whores who condone affairs. Cover your fake tits in public (nice topless shot of you from the pool). Don’t give yourself away to any dick in a bar willing to tell you what you want to hear. Start believing in yourself from within. It must be buried deep somewhere. Because, for certain when you were a little girl you didn’t aspire to be the kind of woman you’ve become, right? You didn’t purposely become an unpaid whore did you? You didn’t grow up to be fucked and played by broken men, right? Please tell me you had different dreams for yourself. If not, that’s fine, but I don’t know, maybe you should think about becoming more than a large, vacant, miserable place for a man to put his dick.

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This letter as part of a series of letters from betrayed spouses to affair partners and submitted for publication by my readers (thank you readers). Here is information to submit a letter to be published. 

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