Disclaimer: I am bad at story-writing and am not here for points. This is fictional if you think so, true story if you believe. I just need to get this off my chest!
I am 36, an Uber driver now. Used to be a hotshot in office till the economic downturn. I drive long hours to try to cover my heavy household expenses as I have 3 kids with my wife, Dion (fictional name).
I knew Dion since our poly days and I was quite a leader in school, thats probably what attracted her to me. I was quite bulky and has a good presence.
She, on the other hand, was cute looking and very petite. Very fair with veins visible on her chest. I was her 3 rd bf.
Disclaimer: I am bad at story-writing and am not here for points. This is fictional if you think so, true story if you believe. I just need to get this off my chest!
We own a HDB EA which we bought 3 years ago before all shit came about. Dion is a property agent and deemed this house as a great buy during that time, so we got it. Along with the education and upbringing for the 3 boys (1,5,7 years old), the pressure to keep up with the monthly expense is tremendous. It affects my libido till I can vaguely remember when was our last sex.
Dion, is not doing that great in her sales, since having the 2nd kid. Probably her body evolved or the lack of time. She is still bringing back the dough also. SHe is the main pillar for this family now. Without her, we might be homeless and go hungry. The truth is, i NEED her financially now. Driving can bearly feed the family.
Disclaimer: I am bad at story-writing and am not here for points. This is fictional if you think so, true story if you believe. I just need to get this off my chest!
Dion is a conservative chinese lady although she had 2 other bfs before me. SHe aint virgin but i attribute it to her devout love whenever she is in a relationship. She is true to me but i know i my heart, the sex-less marriage and financial issues we have is troubling her. Her opinion of me, as her husband, whom she can look up to, is now UNIMPORTANT.
The trouble started when i noticed the drastic change in her dressing, the toning of her body and the cold shoulder she gave me sometime last year. She had always been covering up every inch of her body. As she is 1.59m, her dresses were usually too long and unsightly. Now, she don much shorter and tight skirt, flamboyant top that is generous to her deep cleavge (D cup after the child births). She hated high heels but now, most of her usual flat sole were thrown and replaced with her new collection.
Her slight flab on her tummy and thighs were gone. She does not have time to exercise. How did she do it?
Whenever I talk to her, she did not bother to reply or i became the invisible man. I felt tormented.
The worst is she started to have late viewings, tea session with clients and colleague outings. Started to get often, overseas trip to meet clients, and company trips. She will be uncontactable. There will often be heated arguments about her behaviour, till her tongue will slip on my incompetency to feed the family.
Disclaimer: I am bad at story-writing and am not here for points. This is fictional if you think so, true story if you believe. I just need to get this off my chest!
The last straw was earlier this year. She informed me that she is going for a 4 days trip with her friends to Krabi! It as her birthday and I planned for a simple dinner for her. I felt angry and quarrelled with her. I relented and sent her to the airport. She stopped me from sending her in after i dropped her. She was in a sundress, tube-like on top. I suspected she was bra-less. She had that glow in her face that day………
Come the day for her to come home, i brought the kids to the airport to welcome Dion back. Waves of thais and happy looking sg came out of the belt but Dion was nowhere to be seen. We waited for an hour and calling her many times, the phone was not switched on. I panicked and worried something has gone wrong. SMSes her alot but no replies. We left the airport worried and confused. I did not know whom she went with and no idea whom to ask.
Finally at night, she msged back and said she will return tomorrow as she missed her flight. Wait at home for her………….
The next afternoon, I woke up late as it was a sunday and there she was, opening the door. Visibly tanned and non-chalant. As i laid in bed, starting to feel angry, she stripped and about to go to the bathroom, I could see the even tan. There is no bikini mark. Could she have been sun-tanning naked?
Dear all, allow me to do this slowly. Have to think back. Self-professed not to be a good writer. WIll update soon.
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Scenarios
Same thoughts here as well
It is not good, unlike how other Samsters whom wife-sharing posts made it out to look. I feel compelled to write down, to inject a sense of realism that ……it sucks. We, men, can play outside. Women can too in this era. Both ways, it would be opening the marriage to wounds and sufferings, or even surrendering the marriage.
Disclaimer: I am bad at story-writing and am not here for points. This is fictional if you think so, true story if you believe. I just need to get this off my chest!
Out of the blue, “Ting” went her hp. With the curtains drawn, the illumination of Dion’s hp from the message is alittle blinding. I made an effort to stretch over to the other side of her bed’s side table, trying to off the light of her hp but saw the highlight of the message " Dar,it was a magical we…"!
I froze! Trust me, wait till you have the opportunity of standing in the middle of a vortex and you will understand the sickening feeling! What was the other half of the message about? Who is this Ben whom sent this message? I had NEVER spotcheck her hp in my life and did not know her password. I have the biggest mystery in the world on hand and millions of questions in my mind at that very moment.
The simplest question and most difficulty to answer right now is, WHAT SHOULD I DO NOW? First time in my life i FEAR so badly. Not even the moment when i knew about my retrenchment.
I had fear, anger, pain, all mixed up together. While my heart kept reminding me, Dion had been with me for nearly half my life. I need to trust her!
Disclaimer: I am bad at story-writing and am not here for points. This is fictional if you think so, true story if you believe. I just need to get this off my chest!
I got out off bed and decided to check her luggage bag for some answers. The rain shower is still running and she is taking her usual long bath. With much trepidation (I could really feel my heart pounding like it was beaten by a sledgehammer), I went on to unzip the bag. To my surprise and disappointment, she has a few more new collections of worn sundresses AND ONE lacy pink lingerie…………I froze!
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i am speechless
Rage started to build up. I dug further where the other half of the bags were worn clothes also. I saw a satchet of pills but certainly is NOT panadol or for gastric or common ailment you would bring for travel. What are these med for????
By now, the rage and sickening pain is building up so badly in my stomach. I went to the bathroom door where she left her clothes she just took just off now. That’s how in the movies where a suspecting wife would go sniffing for perfume of the mistresses, i did the same and it was just her own. I was stupid! Until, i saw her skimpy black undergarment. There is a distinctive wet patch on it that caught my attention! Why was she wet?Is it her? I had a BAD FEELING and my suspicion grew and somehow knew what it was.My finger went to touch it. It is smooth and slippery…….I sniff it………
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Yes…………….Sperm!
DIVORCE! I must divorce this slut!This worthless piece of shit! This bitch? This person whom betrayed me,…..my 3 young children…….my family’s trust…..the person whom spent the last 16years with me…….my wife……………………
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What will happened to my children? What will friends and relatives think of me? Why me? Alot of questions came to my mind. Most importantly, i cannot afford the divorce, from a financial perspective. I cannot afford to pay for anything now. I am deservedly cuckolded, because i am a financial leech now.
The water stopped! Shit! What should I do now? My balls shrunk and i felt gutless. I hae been wronged but acted sneaky. I dare not confront her. Quickly pretended to pack my stuffs and saw her come out of the bathroom, went to her hp and smiled while replying the message. I swear it felt like someone kicked me in the stomach.
For days, I was in a lost of what should i do. Confront her? or what? I had no one to seek advice. I felt ashamed to be honest to ask anyone.
Finally, i need to know who is Ben and what have they been doing? Then i might come with a solution thereafter. The best of the worst solutions i can think of. I NEED to have access to her hp! that means, i need her password.
I kept asking to borrow her hp, she refused. Sat near her to peep at her when she uses her hp, she was very careful. Until i made use of the kids by poisoning them with hp games and made them insist mummy install certain games for them. After 2 week, my plan finally worked. While my 2nd kid insisted on playing her hp, she shouted out loud her password for him while teaching the eldest his homework. I was delighted but worried i am opening up the pandora box. Mystery will be solved soon and the feeling is sickening.
3 days later, on a sunday morning, it is our usual marketing day. I made up the excuse of having a headache and asked for her to tabao breakfast. Thanks to my boy again for playing games and draining her hp, she left it at home to charge. Usually the marketing and breakfast should takes 1.5 hour, plenty of time for me to do what i need.
She gave a dulan face while leaving home with the kids. I felt sorry for leaving them alone but i need to do this! within 10 seconds of the door closing, I went for it! Her hp in my hand……..at this point of time, i was in doubt, should i or should i not?