Watching My Wife Cheat: She's Not Satisfied With Me

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Without a word Claire crossed the room and looked down at the doll, playing with the strings like a cat might a ball of yarn. Then she crushed it slowly in her hand, it took less than a few seconds for her to reduce it to rubble. I’ve had to start working late shifts, weekends too. Since we have been behind on our mortgage, my time at home has literally been less than five or six hours a day, and most of that time was spent asleep. I’m stunned by what appears to be your immense amount of maturity. If what you want is remorse and for the behavior to stop, and that’s what you’ve got, I can absolutely understand why you’d prefer to let the affair stay in the past. As the wronged party, you’re completely within your rights to never bring it up. Oh come on now! Since when does someone not getting attention make behavior like this okay? I think we each and everyone of us knows right from wrong. Was she thinking of how this might affect or hurt her husband? NO....Was she offended or put off by this talk and behavior? NOT ONE LITTLE BIT.Did she have a hand in encouraging or agging on the behavoior? Absolutely she did!I also get the feeling there is more to this story, but based on what did happen and her response to what happened, she sure wasnt thinking about how she might be betraying her partner. I would seriously run to a counselor, no I would advise you to run to a counselor because if my husband did something like this and still kept friendly correspondenceafterward, he would be out on his ear. I take trust very seriously.

I guess things would be better if I could just be honest with him and tell him how I've truly been feeling for sooooo long now......but it would crush him. I spent the morning finding and renting an apartment from a very nice retired schoolteacher who was very sympathetic to my situation and let me move in immediately. How my son was involved and affected is not relevant here, but suffice to say, he got hurt the worst of anyone involved. They talked to each other about their sex lives, and joked about playing guitar naked and kooking naked for each other. One afternoon they were standing outside, after a lesson. One of my employees left, and he started asking her if they kan get naked together in the garage and have sex in the garage. At first she denied annything happened untill the guy's wife phoned me. What happened next according to my wife, is that out of frustration she said "If you want to get naked get naked here!". He then took out his penis and started mastrubating in front of her. She said she looked away, but I doubt it. He finished and she offered a tissue.She slept with him and I didn’t know how to react. She came home from her date with the guy all hot and bothered and fell into bed with me exhausted and ready to go to sleep. Either she really did just cheat on me or she’s a great actor. A small part of me was hoping for the latter but a big part of me feared the worst. I wanted to ask a ton of questions, but I wasn’t exactly sure if “Was he as good as me?” was appropriate. I mean, what if she said yes?

It is, and was, against my nature to use violence in an offensive manner. At the time, I rationalised it as being self defence, an intruder in my home. But that’s bullshit. He didn’t take anything my wife did not give up willingly; I was simply responding to the turmoil of emotions and that awful pain of heartbreak clawing my chest apart. Still not okay. I wish none of that evening had happened, but most of all wish I hadn’t hit the guy.I’m a pretty sheltered but knowledgeable young woman who is growing into being open with people and accepting myself in all areas of life. I have anxiety and depression issues and have a lot of old self-hatred, especially around everything sexual. I have tried to force myself to be normal, because the self-hatred was driving me off the edge. I have gotten better, but I worry I’m a bad person, and more specifically I fear my mom (an important person in my life who has always been a main source of love and support) would reject me if she knew what a slut I was. There’s no trauma or religious guilt to explain this. Moreover, my interests keep getting worse, with the exact same pattern: I went from thinking I was asexual, to sort of liking guys, to also liking girls, to only being interested in certain circumstances. I went from barely thinking about sex to all the freaky stuff showing up and not going away. (I basically have to have a dom-sub element, with me as the sub.) I’m learning I want my relationships to go down this same path thanks to my long-distance boyfriend, who has lovingly helped me explore this. But honestly, I still feel like I should be sexless. I’m half out of all the closets. I don’t know how to accept myself and feel OK fully, without the fear of being rejected or unethical. I was working the overnight shift as a pressman for a small morning edition newspaper near home. My crew and I had just finished printing that day’s paper and had a gap in the production schedule at about 2:00am. We weren’t going to have anything to print till the morning shift came in, so our head pressman assigned maintenance tasks to a few guys and tasked me with driving a load of grocery store flyers to a Gannett newspaper distribution centre about 30 kilometres away. This facility happened to be within shouting distance of my house. At first I brushed it off. Not my wife. She loves me. We have been faithful to each other for years. I didn’t think guys were competition—hello, we’re gay! Still slightly confused as to why she was so into guys all of the sudden, I reassured myself that men were no match for me. I mean, who knows a woman’s body better than another woman? I knew he wouldn’t be able to do the things that I could do so worrying was a waste of time (or so I told myself).

Worst of all she got what she wanted. Insisted I start sleeping downstairs and saying that we needed a separation. Maybe even a divorce. The situation worsens when Max and Sam agree to serve as hosts for Heiner after the latter experiences a health-related emergency. ‘Catching Feelings’ is a biting satire on the intellectual class; it sheds light on their shortcomings and insecurities and underscores how self-aware these people are. You can watch the movie on Netflix here. 15. Deadly Illusions (2021) So, I think God may have had the last laugh here....the big letdown after the big expectation of grand things........and now I've been unfaithful to my husband after 25 years of marriage. But it still seems to me that it was almost a rite of passage that I felt I had to go through, so I'm not all that remorseful about it, if the truth be known. For the past three years especially, since the time our kids have gotten older and gone off to college/gotten married and we've faced empty nest syndrome, I have had this overwhelming gnawing feeling ever present of whether I truly wanted to stay married to my husband for the rest of my life. We just celebrated our 25th anniversary last month, but I really don't feel that I am in love with him anymore. I have daydreamed of what it would be like to be with another man (since he was my first and only and I was a virgin when I met him)....and I do feel a little cheated in that department, as he has never been that great of a lover and he has always made fun of his own "small size." I wouldn't have really known any better all these years, but for his own insecurities about it, truly.My first mistake was confronting her head on about it. Of course she denied. She yelled. She called me the bad guy. Typical cheater behavior. Sounds stupid I know. What are the chances she would even leave the doll around to let me listen in on her? But then I know my wife. Did that mean I could cheat too? Jealousy finally got the better of me and I made a Tinder profile of my own. I loved the thrill of possibly matching with a hot girl—I definitely wasn’t interested in meeting guys—and hey, if my wife could do it, I could too, right? I enjoyed a few dates and loved feeling like a teenager again. The emotional landmines would in all likelihood pertain to jealousy—I urge you to work through that, as it can be a real turn-off for those who aren’t jealous and want to have fun. Books like The Ethical Slut and The Jealousy Workbook might help. The cooler you are about this, the more likely you are to keep seeing this couple. That said, if you don’t feel cool, you don’t have to be cool—if it’s too much for you, say something. If they’re willing to hear you out and work with you to achieve a balance that satisfies everyone, they’re worth keeping around; if not, your situationship is worth reconsidering. Moving to the bed, she crossed her legs and smiled at me that same way she had when we first started dating.

I found myself at a loss for words. Then finally I went over toward her and smiled nervously, remembering the other cameras in the house. Remembering she didn’t know what all I had seen or if I had saved anything. I get everything in the divorce… or I will leak what I have all over the Internet to every priest, demon hunter and damn x file junkie there is. Are we clear?” I said with the best poker face I could muster. She also when to a place that was called “Wax Everything,” and I guess she got herself looking all trim and clean down there.I started chasing my wife all over again. Thinking about my wife going on dates with other people or even just texting them made me feel like I wanted to do everything I could to win her over again. Her eyes were focused on someone else and I had to work harder for her attention; she did the same. We began doing all the stuff we did before we got married and it felt amazing. Her wings spread wide and she lifted her meal from the bed, moving him to to floor right in front of the camera to finish him off. I don’t know how long she continued to eat. I couldn’t bear to watch any longer. There exists some biological proofs that long-term monogamy is very difficult to achieve for any human being, although not impossible. I recently formally separated from my husband of about seven years. I have never been with anyone else. After a medium level of sexual activity for the first few years of our relationship—once a week to twice a week—he put a halt to all sex. His excuses ranged from depression to my weight gain. Eventually, I discovered a lot of gay and trans porn on his computer, along with some ads for casual meet-ups with men.