It’s time again for “Dear Wendy Updates,” a feature where people I’ve given advice to in the past let us know whether they followed the advice and how they’re doing now. Today we hear from Gigi, the swinger in an open relationship who was considering sleeping with a man whose wife was unable to have sex and wanted to find a woman for her husband to screw. “To me, this doesn’t sound like a woman who is ‘absolutely sure’ she wants this to happen,” Gigi said. “I am very capable of having sex with someone and having it mean absolutely nothing. But I also am not sure I could do it knowing that this wife is sitting at home thinking about what her husband is doing.” Keep reading to see what Gigi decided to do.
The husband then started emailing me, from a different personal email. I kind of felt something wasn’t quite right; her emails had been very eloquent, perfect spelling, punctuation, etc. His first email was a mess, frankly. To the point where it seemed artificially bad. After that first bad one, his, too, became well-stated thoughts and paragraphs, free of misspelled words and errors. Interesting. Anyway, after a few days, I set a time and place to meet and talk. He cancelled the night before, due to a Boy Scout activity. He did apologize profusely, he wanted to set another meeting time, and I said it would have to wait since I had a very busy week coming up. He was fine with that, but Tuesday I answered one of his emails and it came back “permanently undeliverable – no account for this user.” Hmmmm….
Later that afternoon, I got an email stating that he was having email problems and, if I had sent anything, to try again. So I re-sent it, and it went through. That was the last I heard from him. I reached out one more time, to say that I assumed their situation had changed and good luck, etc. It came back undeliverable again. So I sent it to the wife’s email, just on a hunch, and it also came back with the same message, permanently undeliverable.
So, I guess a bullet dodged? It’s hard for me to fathom that a guy would go to that extent to get laid: faking a wife, setting up multiple email accounts, having an incredibly detailed back-story . . . But I suppose stranger things have happened. The other option is, of course, that, as I set up a meeting, things got too “real” and they scrapped the whole idea.
Interesting! I’d say at the very least, you dodged a bullet. Maybe even literally.
If you’re someone I’ve given advice to in the past, I’d love to hear from you, too. Email me at [email protected] with a link to the original post, and let me know whether you followed the advice and how you’re doing now.
Miel October 14, 2014, 1:27 pm
If you want to have your 10 minutes of fame, I’m sure you could go on Catfish: the TV show for that. “I got multiple emails from this woman who wanted me to sleep with her husband. Then all the email accounts were deleted! I’m wondering if this person is really who I thought she was and if she was telling me the truth! I still want to meet her husband! Help!”
Gosh, this last season of the show was just so bad… It feels like everybody is already aware they are being catfished, they just want to appear on TV.
gigi October 14, 2014, 1:50 pm
uh, no way! I feel dumb enough already just telling you guys about it! 🙂
Kate B. October 14, 2014, 2:34 pm
Yikes! It definitely sounds fishy to me. Glad you escaped from whatever it was!
Addie Pray October 14, 2014, 3:27 pm
Hey thanks for the update, I was wondering about this!
TheTruth October 14, 2014, 3:37 pm
I remember the original letter.
Was positive it was a fake wife at the time.
For the record: there is almost no limits to the amount of effort a man will put into to get laid.
snarkymarc October 14, 2014, 4:11 pm
I don’t know about that. Sometimes I have troubling listening. Visiting the in-laws is troublesome. I draw the line at saying “I’m sorry”.
something random October 14, 2014, 4:21 pm
Ha. What if it was a sure thing though?
something random October 14, 2014, 4:23 pm
And what if it promised to be about you? We all have a price…
snarkymarc October 14, 2014, 4:32 pm
Yes, I do have a price, but as you said it depends on what I’m getting. Maybe George Kastanza called it correctly – sex while eating a hogie. That would be the pinnacle!
Addie Pray October 14, 2014, 6:36 pm
Or lobster baked mac and cheese!
What was the quote from that cheesy ass movie that nevertheless makes me cry ugly tears: “Love means never having to say you’re sorry?” Which I call bullshit. “Love” means always having to say you’re sorry!
Other deep thoughts: isn’t it so weird how “nevertheless” is one word?