My husband became uninterested in me and I found out that he was having an affair with a girl from his office. I got mad and went to her apartment and made a scene. Then, I just sat down and cried. She was taken aback and didn't know what to do and called my husband to come and get me.

Sometime later my husband told me that he wanted his women close to him, he was tired of having to go to her apartment and he didn't like sleeping there, plus it was expensive paying for her apartment. He wanted me to tell him it was fine with me if he brought her to my house to live. I said no of course but he continued to ask, to beg me really to let him bring her to my house to live. All he did was talk about her, I felt I knew her he talked about her so much. One Saturday afternoon after he went to play golf he showed up and she was in the car with him. He came into the house and said one more time he had to have his women with him, he was dying inside every time he had to leave her, to please let her live with us.

I agreed, but not because I wanted to. I agreed because I have four children, 13, 12, 7 and 4. I don't work, I can't afford to have him leave me. I agreed but she had to sleep in the guest room and I told him I didn't want her getting pregnant, he had to promise me not to get her pregnant. We had a very strained dinner and I had to tell my children that Daddy was bringing a new Mommy to live with us, they were now going to have two Mommies and their new Mommy was going to sleep in the guest room.

Well by week four she was sleeping with me in the master and he was sleeping in the guest room because he snores and he couldn't get any sleep if he was with me and she wasn't with him. So now they had switched places. After many nights or rolling around and pretending not to touch, I woke up with her in my arms sharing a pillow and she had the other pillow in her arms. After that we slept like that. If he wanted to visit us he came to the room and felt us up until one of us was got enough and that is the one he had sex with. When he had sex with her I got hot and if he had sex with me she got hot, we wet our pants every time. I won't say that we started having sex all together but it felt like it. For all of my complaining about him loosing interest in me he was now interested in us almost every night.

Three years past, I turned 40 and she turned 31 and she had a little one. He became the darling of the house, loved by sisters and brothers and mothers and father. When she hinted to me that she thought she should have her kids together and not wait five years I said go for it, why not just add to the family, the more children she had the better it was for all of us. By then we didn't even remember or want to remember those early days when everyone was upset. We had perfected our sleeping arrangement, I opened my arms for her and she backed into my arms and we arranged my pillow for her and she took the other pillow and hugged it and we went to sleep. By then we celebrated birthdays and Holidays. By then we waited in anticipation for the new baby to be born.

I don't know today what changed. I know that he had been in love with her for a long time and he was about to break if he couldn't have her close. I gave in, at the time I felt totally exposed, I didn't work and I had four children so I agreed to have her live with us. I never dreamt on that evening when he gave me what to me as an ultimatum that my life would be what it is today. Have his women together, what if he had said that he wanted to be with his other woman? I think about that a lot.