The latest in my How to Cheat Series
Hey, there sports fans! And by sports, I mean bed sports. Here’s my latest! It’s a compilation of all my #ThisHappenedToMe sexy stories in one spot for you to have and to hold!
Now I get it. My last ebook, Adulterous Profile Tips for Men, might look a little shady on your Kindle, but this one? Never!
Owning this one just makes you look like a perv, and there’s nothing wrong with that, is there?
So dive right into my sexy adventures and follow my ride from dotting wife to dotting wife with a side piece! …
This is more about TJC than me — you’ll never know me
What you need to know first and foremost is I’m a writer who cheats and not a cheater who writes. I write other things that are mostly boring, analytical, and bureaucratic. I am paid handsomely for that and the policy advice I provide to senior government decision makers. Sorry, but no, I’m not a lawyer, I’m smarter than that.
Teresa (my actual first name) J. Conway was born in an airport in the summer of 2018 while I was waiting to switch planes two days after I realized I was completely alone in the world. TJC wouldn’t find her legs…
A cautionary tale for cheaters
In 2003 Jeff Bezos was in a Texas helicopter crash that saw him, and others suffer minor injuries. The accident occurred on take-off when strong winds blew the helicopter into trees, causing the crash.
Many people would be happy to walk away from a helicopter and never go back after something like that, right? Jeff was no exception, and he’d made well known within his inner circle.
I don’t know much about billionaires, but I know enough about top-tier executives to know that their travel plans are usually planned minute by minute to maximize their work time and minimize their…
It’s about the work — not you
When I first started business writing over thirty years ago, it was incidental to my clerk job. Most managers didn’t have computers on their desks, so there was always typing to do. There was still a need for a typing pool, but those sexist dens had been closed down by the time I hit the workforce in the late ‘80s. The women who’d once filled them were still around doing different things, so the shittiest typing jobs fell to the newbies, like me.
Those jobs were invariably for the dinosaurs who couldn’t write legibly. The men who couldn’t give two…
Whose words were venom
My mother was a suspicious misanthrope who mistrusted people and doubted everyone’s motives. Unkind, petty, she’d punish you even as she helped you. Ignorant in the extreme, it was as if she stopped developing at 15 years old when she dropped out of school and had my brother.
She looked down on people for no reason and wouldn’t take advice if it were wrapped in gold. Married at 16 and divorced at 24, she never admitted a mistake and wouldn’t to save her life.
As children, we learned to look out for the signs. If she had a rattle to…
Having an affair was never my dream as a little girl but shit happens
When I saw this, this morning on AM’s Facebook page, and through blurry sleep-filled eyes, I thought, hey, that seems familiar!
And it was! AM ran part of my quote from the text I sent them. Of course, they don’t name their members, but you all know who this one was. I remember that nude so well!
I was scared that he’d run away as soon as he saw me, so I tried to conceal myself as best I could. I showed him my boobs with one arm under them to make them look like they had decades ago. …
But he’s finally getting some swings in
Since Charles’ profile tune-up, he’s been getting traction from the ladies. One messaged him and told him his profile was funny, and other women responded to his priority messages. A few weeks ago, Charles decided to focus on a couple of profiles a week, which is a good idea because he has a busy schedule.
When you focus on individual profiles, you can develop a strategy to write that all-important first message concentrating on those first five or six words that will cause her to open it.
What he did
Charles chose two ladies who were near the same age and location. Of…
Using my personal journey to illustrate the perverse nature of white supremacy, structural discrimination & unconscious biases
First off, this isn’t some bullshit story inspired by white guilt and made up because of some desire to be “that woke white lady.”
I’m not that woke white lady, and I’m not a Dixie chick, Cracker, or Klan wife either, but I am perhaps something far worse.
What could be worse, you ask?
An unintentional white supremacist.
And why is that worse than a monster truck-driving hillbilly loser? Because, unlike my Confederate friend, neither you nor I can see the racism that operates within me.
How did I discover I was a white supremacist?
I’m building an erotica writing course because who isn’t making a writing course? I’m…
…Should she keep doing it?
A happy wife, happy life question on Quora!
Out of 17 respondents to my question:
If a Wife is Happier at Home Because She is Having an Affair, Should She Keep Doing It?
Here’s how they broke down:
- 15 men / 2 women
- 7 said yes and 10 said no
- Women — 1 yes and 1 no
- Men — 6 yes and 9 no
What I liked about this question was the diversity of answers. Some were supportive, others open minded, and a few thought it was “Stream of Consciousness Night,” at Teresa’s Bar and Grill.
The interesting thing is that a few people find answering the question…
Teresa J Conway
Wife, mother, HR Magician, and mature adulteress. Edits for The Scarlett Letter, PSIHY, and Sexpressions. Wrote How to Cheat — Field Notes from an Adulteress.
