Anyways our marriage has always been volatile, when it's good it's absolutely great, when it is bad it's really and truly bad...and we have fought and clawed and made up our way to 20 years. He has a fabulous job, while I am a SAHM. Pretty old fashioned gender roles in our house, didn't plan on it, just happened that way...I take care of the house and the kids, he takes care of the other things.
He is a workaholic, always has been, I knew it coming into the marriage and his work designation, his pay, our home, our lifestyle, our bank accounts.. all are a reflection of it, very methodical and practical about everything. I, on the other hand am very emotional, a hardcore romantic and let's just say 20 years of compromising for the greater good of the family and putting my needs and dreams on the back burner wears a woman down.
My husband has a great friend, known him for over 20 yrs, friends to both of us now, the guy went through two bad relationships and is single now, he lives across the street from us, we go over, he comes over, our kids are in each other's places all the time etc etc. We always hang out together all of us, or with other friends and there has never been anything other than friendship between this guy and me, I've actually set him up with single friends, been his wingman with a waitress at a bar all of us frequent , all good clean fun...I have always admired this guy for how he treats women despite being hurt badly but his two ex wives.
Everything changed yesterday evening, hubby was working late as always..after making dinner, I went over to have a drink and shoot the breeze. A couple of beers and a shot of tequila later ( both of us were drinking ), I honestly don't remember who made the first move, but we ended up kissing, both of us stopped took a step back and I said I should go, he said yes..but then I ended up staying and we kissed some more, until I finally left. This friend is older than me, my hubby's age, I am a middle aged married woman, both of us should have known better but we didn't, and am not going to use alcohol as an excuse.
The worst thing is that for the first time in a long time it made me feel like a woman, not just wife and mom...an actual desirable woman and I don't feel as guilty about it as I should...there is a little guilt but I keep thinking that I should feel more guilty. Am so confused, never thought I would do something like this but is it so wrong ? Doesn't everyone have a basic desire to feel wanted and needed, rather than be taken for granted?

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