I had a realization three-ish months ago that I was becoming aroused at the thought of my girlfriend, my girl, fucking some other man, woman, or group.
Of course, in real life I would be devastated, for sure suffering, in a very personal and painful way. My first wife had cheated on me fifteen years prior and left me, ostensibly for another Marine. She had been my first love, my first girlfriend, she took my virginity. And now she was taking my broken, bleeding heart all the way to Kansas with her.
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She was selling her body, smoking and slamming crystal meth while having unprotected anal sex with multiple simultaneous strange men, sometimes taking pics or vids, many of which I've found online since.
She seemingly loved to use Grindr to find someone who has crystal meth, hook up with them a few times, and give me their number as a connection she had, and not tell me she had a preexisting sexual relationship with them. I felt strongly as if they must've been laughing behind my back. I was giving a lot of my money to these guys and being nice to them and she very possibly swallowed their load a few hours previous. I believe she acted only ever out of lust, desire for drugs, for work, or due to convenience.
One day, I met this guy for drugs. It was my third time meeting this guy. I had met him as the man in the middle and got his number. The main man, of course, was somebody my wife "knew", or maybe it was her friend that "gave her his number" and not Grindr. Anyway, I was on the drive home when he starts texting me this crazy shit. Stuff like 'I didn't know she had a boyfriend man, I'm serious' and 'Dude, I'm sorry, I didn't know'. I sent him a sexy pic of her, half to show him that he had the wrong girl, and half cuz I just like to show off my girlfriend. His tune didn't change, but it was kind of cryptic.