The nicest thing that anyone has ever done for me?
Let’s face it, generally people don’t go out of their way to help others, and it’s been quite difficult for me to come up with a serious answer to this question, but here it is.
The year 2003 was one of the worst in my life, my pathetic excuse for a marriage had broken down in a quite spectacular way, and I had to move away from my daughter, the one person who was holding me together at the time. However, work was a different story. I’d started a new job just before the end of 2002, and I’d made some pretty close friends in the time since then, one of whom was too close. Janice was a thirty-seven year old married woman and mother of two, and she was beautiful. I don’t mean just a little bit beautiful, by no means take that statement lightly, I mean she was stunning, think Jessica Rabbit meets Desperate Housewives, with a wicked sense of humour and personality thrown in to boot.
Our flirting was outrageous, I’d pat her backside in the middle of the office, and she’d do the splits, with one foot on top of a filing cabinet, just to impress me. The whole office knew we were having an affair before even we did, and when we did start seeing each other, it was incredible. It wasn’t a purely physical relationship though, we were really close friends, and if anything the relationship was built on affection, not sex.
She helped me through the split from my ex, and the two months that followed were some of the happiest of my life, we were lost in each other like teenagers, almost oblivious to the world around us.

I knew that she was only with me because her marriage was in trouble, her husband hadn’t been near her in years and she was totally starved of affection, which is why it came as no surprise when she decided to end the affair. She called it off on a Friday, and I didn’t hear from her again until after that weekend, and that was when she did one of the nicest things that anyone has ever done for me.
She wrote me a letter.
In the little, hand-written sheet of A4 that I’ve got next to me right now, she explained exactly how she felt about me. How much she loved, cared for and appreciated me as a friend, but best of all, that because of our relationship, because of me, she had found the strength to confront her husband. She told me that I had given her back her self-worth and confidence, that she would be eternally grateful for all that I had done for her and the affection I’d shown her. She went on to say that they had discussed all of the marital problems she was too insecure to face before that point, that her husband agreed, and that they were both going to work on it to save their marriage.

It was a bitter-sweet moment for me, my life’s been full of them, but I was proud. In a slightly twisted way I felt like I’d saved their marriage. I loved her more than I could bear, but I was glad that she was going to be happy. If the story had ended there then I know I could have walked away happy, upset at my loss, but proud that I made such a significant difference to her life.

I kept that letter pinned to my bedroom wall for weeks, and read it every time I missed her, even now it’s kept in a plastic wallet, hidden in the bottom of a cupboard, under a shoebox full of all the little cards and letters Mrs Monkeysex has given me.
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Tue 7 Oct 2008, 8:02, 4 replies)

What happened next?
Did she save the marriage?
(Musuko, Tue 7 Oct 2008, 10:07, closed)

That's for me to know
and for you to find out, if there's ever a 'yes they are still together, but it's not a marriage and nobody's happy about it' QOTW, you'll find out.
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Tue 7 Oct 2008, 10:59, closed)

This is for all those people out there who think cheating is all black and white.
There are millions of reasons why people cheat on their partners and millions of reasons why the other person gets involved. Some are understandable and some are not and to tarnish everyone with the same brush is wrong.


Just my opinion.
( girlinthehole, Tue 7 Oct 2008, 11:24, closed)

My mind is telling me
that you're wrong, it should be black and white, if someone is having marriage problems they should attempt to sort them out without getting another person involved, but my heart knows that there are many, many occasions where that's just not possible, and my body, my body's telling me YEAHHHH.

*bump 'n' grinds*
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Tue 7 Oct 2008, 13:42, closed)