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it's a long story. But here it is.
Around April or May this year - is my best guess - my wife of 16 years found herself another man.
We had hit a rough patch, and through my own fault and bloody mindedness, we had
i suppose, drifted a little. My diabetes had taken it's toll and I wasn't “performing” much, if at
all. And rather than do anything about it, I buried my head in the sand.
So my quiet and shy wife found herself anther guy. I found out mostly by instinct, Something was wrong in my world, and
I couldn't figure out what,
One day she went out on her own “walking”, nothing unusual in that – she often did when
she got “cabin fever”. To this day I don't know how I knew she was with “him”.
Something seemed wrong, her phone didn't answer, sms's went ignored, finally her phone was turned off. Strange I thought
and gradually got more angry. When she arrived back, in her new dress, stockings and shoes, strange outfit for a walk out
ALL day, her phone was “flat”, or she didn't hear it.
Finally the truth was out, after a big argument. I was told all about her “adventure”
She met him at the park at 10am, where he played with her pussy while in the park, as she wore no panties, Then at 2pm
they went back to a hotel and he'd fucked her twice, how she sucked and jerked his uncircumcised cock, how he cum on her tits.,
all before she came home after 6. And during the time I was sms and phoning her.
So after agreeing that all was ok, this guy can give her what she needs, I gave her my blessing.
My first mistake
Why did I do that?
Simply because I wanted her to be happy!
It seemed a good idea.....at the time. I established rules, which promptly she 'talked' me out of,
I wanted contact -through email - with the guy, as I'd given them both permission, he had 'issues' with that - HE HAD
ISSUES.... I liked that.
So it carried on, but eventually I 'had issues' with the whole thing, a BIG argument ensued and she agreed to end it...and...for
a short while ...i believed her.
Except... she stayed up more frequently at night and guarding her mobile. This is where, I suppose, I started at first
to hack her email, i already knew her ID & password, I'd set it up for her. She'd never changed it, and so I found the
evidence I'd hoped didn't exist.
I decided to let it run a while, just to see what happened. I discovered a new gmail address, a livejournal and phone
pics she was sending him, and details of her meeting and other arrangements, and also 'future' plans.
I suppose what tilted it was this episode;-
She had seemed quite happy, got her a new phone, and the sex life was spicing up. in so much as on this night we had constructed
a 'plan'. We'd always been 'dirty' in our 'play' and on this night she was to blow me and take a facial....needless to say
I was looking forward to it....but all hell was to be set loose.
She went upstairs to have a shower, nothing strange with that, phone had gone with her too...ok... So i took the opportunity
to check her emails.
Then the shit hit the fan, in there was a nice one on how she was going to service me, but imagine it was his cock and
her masters cum., followed by one giving her permission to do so, and to report back after. For some reason this sent me tilt.
So I went upstairs, to find her very friendly. She noticed i was a little unresponsive, and then asked why my eyes were
bloodshot, that must have been sheer anger.
I quoted her latest email, she yelled at me for looking at her mail, I yelled at her and demanded her blackberry. 300
quids worth of phone had its sim ripped out and flung across the room, by her.
I pointed out no worries the accounts in my name, the bill was itemised online, and i already knew all about Tim. and
that she was supposed to have stopped seeing him weeks ago.
Has she persisted in denial. I began to dial, on my own phone.....having reached his voicemail, i made myself known. And
detailed there little plan and how in no way was that going to happen, and would his 'new' wife want the details too., then
had my wife tell him it was over now, more for my satisfaction.
That was June. We're still together, forgiven but not forgotten i suppose. I do love her dearly, I always have. Even though
I was the bastard in all this, we're still surviving. Though i still think of her with him, and still 'monitor' him through
search engines. Do i trust her? I suppose I do, but theres still a part of my heart that is frozen. It may take time for that
to heal.
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