Aduletrous Husband

I never did quite understand why people had Eye candies and how they could change their "eye candy" every week.
It's like throwing out the person's beauty.
Are you really that shallow?
But I think I've finally understood how it is like.

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He gets tired of the old and wants a new. But yet he wanted to have a wife. He wanted so many things and he's trying to get his grubby little paws on whatever he can get ( facebook "Looking for: Whatever I can get"). He has a voracious appetite for the new and beautiful fresh face that comes by. And he can't tolerate the old, it irritated him to such a great extent that somehow, someone whom he found a week ago was now just disgusting. He's repulsed by the Old and strives for a new adventure.
How is it like talking to her?
Will he spend money on me?
Does she read the same books as me?
Is she impulsive?
The start of an unknown and he slowly finds the answers to all these questions. Once satisfied and usually disappointed, he leaves with a hand on his forehead as he utters words of regret "whatwasithinking, what was i thinking ! Fucking stupid of me"
But soon, gets distracted by the new girl he sees.
He finds perfection for the first 24 hours, but her perfection slowly chips and fades away as he finds the answers once again.
He can never be satisfied and happy.
When heart broken by a beautiful lady.
He runs back to his Wife who provides him with a good meal(Mash potatoes, meatloaf, brocolli and carrots, corn soup) and sweet words.
Words that spoke of truth and nothing more.
Unlike him, she never wore a mask to please him. She could be blunt but at least it was out of honesty. Her smile was honest and genuine. Unlike his; His was plastic.
Unfortunately, truth is never enough. Because truth only gave him answers and leave little for questioning. There was no mystery and barely any excitement between them.
Half of the small talk that they indulged in never satisfied him.
They were merely words that flew by without much thinking.
His problem : He doesn't think before he act.
Thus, he was much of a robot in front of his wife. Emotionless and shallow.
He talks to her without much substance, nothing really to grasp on to show real love.
To experience real love.
Every morning, he gets out of bed at seven and takes a shower.
Puts on a tie either Green or Blue and pats his dog before driving to work in his Red car. He works from 8 to 5, with short breaks inbetween.
While taking a leak, he takes a peak at others, a bad habit thats a secret.
His manhood was never really in place.
At 5, he leaves work and says bye to the secuirity guard, who is always half asleep.
He goes to the bookshop in town on mondays, tuesdays and thursdays. That's where he goes on the look for new things; new pretty fresh plums, and only returns home at 9 at night. His wife thinks that his work only releases him at 8.
On Fridays, he would go to the sleeziest bar at the corner of the sleeziest street, hoping to get something out of it. Usually he leaves empty handed. But the wait for a girl or boy, still does leave him satisfied.
On wednesdays, he would go home and see his children. It was only on wednesdays, that his kids have soccer practice and ballet. He enjoyed picking them up from school and talking to them without their mother around. They never failed to fascinate him with their thoughts and innocence. He knew that he would never hurt them because they could never grow too "old" for him to love. The wife, on the other hand, would go for bible study. Completely ignorant towards everything; their relationship, they live.
This man's name is Joe and
He is the adulterous husband.

A puzzle, intended for those who understands me.
PARDON MY GRA(ndma)MMAR