It started a long time ago... I knew it, just never wanted to deal with it. I knew she was cheating, had caught her many times, not out right, but in passing. Things she said, the way she was acted, lack of eye contact, testing questions. It was by chance that it all exploded one evening... no not really by chance, I pushed the right buttons... but I got what I was looking for nonetheless.
It was a normal night. Suddenly I realized that I hadn't gotten laid in while. I was the only one supporting the family, so that wasn't a big clue; the big clue was that she never wanted it. To make a lone story short, she was getting my best friend on the side. Had been for a long time... yeah, I knew it. But sometimes you just wish you were wrong...
It was enough that she was cheating, but when you realize you're supporting her and her boyfriend while she's fucking someone else... Yeah, that was the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back... The brain started working back through the last few months at its own convenience... wow... feeling a little retarded at this point. But, no going back now...
I think it was pity sex that she offered that night... yep sure of it. Did I turn it down being the bitter husband I was... hell no... I took it. Just one detail she really wasn't expecting.