Hold My Hand

in #fiction7 years ago

I had been married for 50 years when I found out my wife had cheated on me on a daily basis. She had sexual relations with everyone in her office. Each day she would visit an adult cinema, kneel down and let a procession of men do as they wanted with her.
Through tears I asked her how she could do this to me.
She said none of it meant anything and she loved only me. I was the only one allowed to hold her hand.

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I'm so sorry for your marriage. :(

It's okay. It's fiction.

She doesn't even hold my hand. :-)