My husband and I decided to open our marriage bed. He knew a woman by the name of Olivia Monzon (32 living in Pasadena, TX) from way back in his past. They used to be in a relationship. They weren’t serious. They never even had sex. So we invited her in. Everyone was good friends, but then she started working with him. The work days became longer. They began having an emotional affair.
In December of 2014 she had a miscarriage. Supposedly it was my husband’s child from our October fun, but everyone knows she slept around, which is why we used protection with her. We’re not that stupid. Gross.
January 9, 2015 we separated and he got with her. She knew me, she knew my family and she knew we’ve been together many years, but that didn’t stop her from trying to get her grubby little hands on him. She took advantage of the situation, knowing we were having marital issues stemming from something unrelated to our bedroom habits. He was gone for almost two weeks, in a relationship with her for two days, before he opened his eyes and broke it off with her. They had sex once during that time, again with protection.
After he broke off the affair, less than one week after their sexcapade she decided to take a pregnancy test, hoping she was pregnant to trap him into being with her. She definitely isn’t pregnant. No doubt she’ll go fuck some random stranger trying to get knocked up so she can claim him back. Like that will work. She also friend requested him four times on Facebook before he finally had enough and blocked her. She says she can’t eat or sleep for the past two days. Bitch should try two weeks. I hope she fucks a cactus.
My husband and I are working through this. It won’t be easy and it will take a long time before we can even get on a solid level, but at this point, we’re trying.
