It’s been going on since before we were married. It started out of peer pressure, because everyone he knew was doing it. At first, I think it felt almost like work for him, but then it developed into real passion.
She became an official mistress about 20 years ago, when we were living in another state. No one knew us, and there was anonymity in our small Texas town. If he took off for a couple of hours, no one would notice, and I certainly wouldn’t ask around in public to find out where he’d been.
A couple of times over the years, I think he’s wanted to stop. But the desire always came back. So much so that I finally acknowledged it was part of him, and accepted it.
I got resentful when she took time away from me, but he always seemed to return a better man. It was as though she fulfilled a physical need and a spiritual one, both things he just couldn’t find with me.
Their times ranged from quickies in the afternoon to marathons lasting almost a full day. But even the briefest encounter could help him clear his mind and regain perspective. Seemed like a paradox to me, but I really didn’t have a choice. I even tried to join them a few times, but it just wasn’t right, and I retreated to give them their time.
They go all over together. Exploring unique parts of the city, and occasionally even traveling. I’ve learned not to try to talk him out of it once he’s got his mind set on it.
This morning when he said he was going out to spend time with her, I sighed. I had other plans for the day. But they’d have to wait. He needed her.
So I gave him my blessing, and he put on his shoes, and went running.
OK, you got me on this one. Had. No. Idea. Excellent!!
It got my husband, too. (The first time he read it!) Thanks for stopping by, Helene!
That seems to be the trending alternative!
Haha. I thought you were going to say golf!
Golf would have been a bit different, because for a time, at least, my dad could have kept an eye on things.
Excellent! I was thinking golf. Well done!
If it were golf I would probably make it a threesome!
A much better mistress than a flesh and blood one or a liquid one.
Absolutely. And all I really have to do to keep them apart is hide his shoes!
Very cool post. Love the way it flows and twists at the end.
Thanks! It was fun to write. I “may” be working on something about his other mistress (his Blackberry)!
Wow, that was cool! I loved reading this. Great writing. I wish I had a mistress like that. Mine tends to be more of the “make you fatter” kind, like chocolate, Crunch & Munch, Bugles, etc. 🙂
I wish I had one, too. I have your kind. 😉
I guess we all need our outlets, don’t we? Love the way you wrote this.
Thanks, Co-Pilot Mom! It was fun to write, and fun to pull back out of the archives. Oddly, though, shortly after I wrote this he and his Mistress went on a break.
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Great ending! Yeah, sports…we kind have to be grateful for the outlet it provides our husbands.
Indeed, and his long runs give me blog time!! It’s a mutually beneficial affair!
I’m still jealous of my Hubby’s mistress: soccer. I must learn to grow-up and let him go … except now he’s introduced him to my son. Some days I feel as if I’ll lose them both to the siren….
Now, if he was taking the kids with him, I think I’d embrace it better. Then there’d be a little “me” time!
I was so intrigued with this post trying to figure out what or whom his mistress was. I guess it’s easy to give him over knowing it’s for the best.
I’m glad I had you hooked! She’s had me perplexed for a while, too!
I have such a love hate relationship with my mistress. I do love it when my husband and I can do a 3-some with her though. Kind of makes it worth it. Kind of.
Sometimes I wish I could join them. But then I think I’d mess up the chemistry! Thanks for stopping by!
I think we all need to find our mistress, to help us clear our minds sometimes. Love this post!
I’ve just never been able to stick with the same one very long. 🙂
Thanks! It was kind of fun to do! And now that he knows, he sometimes invites me to tag along!
My mistress was the golfcourse for many years but my wife just wouldn’t accept her ;-(
It took me about 20 years. So perhaps there’s still hope for you!
Oh, the life of a wife of a runner – I know it well! Sometimes my husband would slip out of our warm bed on a Saturday morning before the sun even came up to go be with his Mistress. For me, those were the hardest encounters to accept.
I endured four years and seven marathons before back surgery caused him to give her up. I know he still misses her; he somehow seems incomplete without her. And I don’t know what to do about that.
I’m sorry he had to give her up that way. It probably makes the longing even stronger! Perhaps power walking could fill the void?
Cute! Ha! I was like, Wow, she’s a better woman than I! lol
Thanks! That’s the hook I was hoping for!
My mistress is whatever book I’m reading.
Well, at least you can share your time with her and another at the same time… 🙂
I love this post..I am so happy you linked it this week as it’s so well written and a glimpse into your family.
I love it, too. I’m hoping it’ll get a little more air-play. 🙂
My mistress is a bass boat
I’m willing to bet someone feels the same way about her. Unless you have kids and you take them fishing. Then it would be a good thing. 🙂
I’m so glad you stopped by! Come back soon. 🙂
Very cute! Loved reading it!
Glad you liked it! Sometimes I labor for hours, and sometimes it takes 5 minutes. I guess I’ve been writing that one in my head for years!
ah! great piece. my husband’s mistress is playstation. You win.
There is some good from him being gone while he indulges his. I can throw things out without him knowing. (*revengeissweet)
My husband has the same mistress. Thankfully they have their together time at 4:30 AM. 🙂
My guy likes to vary his time of day. He likes nooners best!
I love this post – since I just started running and The Dude doesn’t, I can understand from both sides. I hate that I’m sick and can’t go now – I can’t wait to get back out there. It can truly be a mind-clearing thing. I “brain dump” while I’m out there. Great post!!!
Just remember to be nice as you come and go!
My husband had a salty mistress. Tempestuous and Treacherous…but love her he did…so how could I deny the one I loved the most, the one thing he truly desired?!
If you’re speaking of an actual mistress, I’m very sorry. If it’s a beautiful line of prose, I’m impressed.
I’ll hop over to your site. 🙂
Nice post. You drew me in right away, and kept me reading! It’s definitely good to give your husband space. Mine golfs, so I know how you feel! It makes him happy:)
I’m quite flattered! It took me many years to embrace her, but I finally have, and our marriage has been the beneficiary!
Thanks for stopping by!
Thanks! Now that I’ve shared the story, I’m no longer jealous of her. 🙂
She keeps him in good shape for me. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!
Nathan and I enjoy a Threesome with our Mistress. ❤ The Ragnar Relay!
Oohh. You naughty girl. 🙂
You are lucky it is not the literal kind. Thank goodness running can give him such joy. I tried it for awhile and then stopped. I might pick it up again….Happy New Year!
Thanks, Louise. It’s part of the Wonderful package. 🙂
Ah, now I know what my husband and kids feel like!
Yes, but if it’s part of you, it’s part of the package. 🙂
Many years ago, I had the same mistress. My knees made me give her up. ARGH!
My bladder made me give it up. Not that I ever liked it anyway. 😉
Oh, that, too. But, it was the trampoline my bladder made me gave up. Not that I ever liked that!