If you would have said six weeks ago, I would have slept with five different men other than my husband, I would have told you, you were one stupid, deluded and sorry assed person. Over hearing the last part of a telephone conversation my husband Ray was having with a younger female colleague of his, I thought I heard him say “Yes you are so much nicer, your deffinately better looking than her”. Pause and then another answer “Anytime baby you want to go to that motel again, I’ll be there for you”. I didn’t quiz Ray, I was too angry and too hurt. What I did do was wait until the following day, book time off work and venture out to the next town over. I found myself in a bar with lots of men who were giving me the come on. I didn’t dissapoint them either, as I willingly went with two of them to a nearby motel. The whole afternoon was spent sucking and f****** both men until I was quite frankly s******* worn out. Taking a cab home I went straight to bed and pretended to be ill. Not allowing Ray anywhere near me over the next few days. He kept on asking what was the problem, as I went into myself when he was around. Then with each new week that passed I found it easier and easier to find men willing to have casual s** with me. Sometimes in motels, sometimes in there cars and a few times in our home. The last time (ten days ago) I’d litterally just had s** with a guy who lives not two blocks away. His c** was still inside my b*** when Ray walked in. Over the next hour my life changed and now I don’t know what to do.
Ray went onto explain he’d been helping a young female at work who’d been physically abused by her fiance. He’d paid for her to stay at a motel one time as her bruises were horrendous. He then told me he’d tried to “Big” her up by complimenting her on her looks even though she’d been battered, when another female colleague had made fun of her swollen face. Adding he also said he’d offered to make sure she was safe by taking Amy, not baby, to the motel if she needed to in future. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My husband had done nothing wrong and if anything he’d been a perfect gentlemen. I was the one who’d done everything wrong. I was the one who’d cheated on our marriage and I was the one who fucked other men and enjoyed myself doing it. Now i’m left with a dilema, should I hide what has happened and move on with our marridge, or do I come clean and tell the man I love dearly, everything.
