Hello everyone, my name is Liz and if you’re reading this you’re probably familiar with my husband Mark’s story up to this point. To be honest with you, I didn’t want to write this or give my side of his story. The way I see it, this is none of your busin...
For the next eighteen hours or so, I was in a massive fog. Neither Liz nor Jeron was returning any of my calls and texts. I tried them again and again. Nothing. I could barely focus on my work. My ass was sore from the session I put myself through the nig...
To say the following weeks were a change would be an understatement. The relationship between Liz and Jeron went into hyperspeed. She spent every night with him. Sometimes in our bed with me in the guest room. Sometimes at his place, leaving me to play Mr...
By the time I noticed Jeron’s car pull into the driveway, my wife Liz had changed into an oversized crop top shirt and cute boy shorts. Judging by the way her breasts moved and the lack of lines in the shorts, she didn’t bother to include underwear. Jeron...
My name is Mark I’m in my mid-forties. Your typical married with kids in suburban life. Up until a year ago, my marriage was one of routine rather than love. My wife Liz never shed the baby weight from our daughter and had been suffering from depression....
