Coming home was hard. He delayed it as much as possible. In the end, the resolution came quickly.
She understood that something wasn't right as soon as he refused her kiss at the door. And she didn't deny anything. Just insisted that she loved him dearly, wanted to stay with him till the end of her days if he'll have her and - that she'll continue performing "services" for the professor for at least one more year.
Also, she told him she was pregnant. And that she was certain it was his, as the professor never fucked her pussy and she didn't have any other lovers.
He was furious. The joy of becoming a father for the third time was tainted by her betrayal. He didn't much doubt that the child was his, and she agreed to do a DNA testing as soon as it was born. They have been discussing and trying to get another child for more than 6 months now and more or less have expected it to happen soon as they were both still relatively young and healthy.
"I know it is outrageous, and I feel ashamed for treating you in this way, but if you love me, you will accept this." she said. "I beg you to accept this!"
He was quiet.
"It will last just a few more months, and then it will be over. I never loved anyone but you and you are the only person I wish to be with." she pleaded.
He didn't say anything.
The evening was mostly silent, filled with her pleading looks while they were preparing dinner for the kids and getting them ready for sleep. After dinner, he sat in front of his laptop and she aimlessly switched TV programs for a while.
Then she stood up in front of him and said:
"I know it's hard for you."
He just looked at her.
"I love you."
He still didn't say anything.
"I know you loved me before and I hope you can love me again. You stayed here to talk to me - from that I read there is still chance for us."
He felt his eyes prickling.
"I will do all I can to make it up for you." and she slid under the table, shuffled between his feet and started pulling down his pants.