Wow you all are making great points here. A lot of what you've hit on are things that have been unsettling to me. 1 or 2 are things I never thought of.
Myheartstillhurt
sinsofthefather
doggiediva
Katyaca
I agree with you guys this is wayward thinking. My WW is so close to being her normal self. But still somewhere under the surface is someone I don't know. If a priest told me she was possessed by a spirit I would believe it. And I'm not even Catholic. I'm not talking evil, just someone I don't know.
WW and I have fallen back into our lifetime routine of talking at the end of the day. Even if we had spent the entire day together our day wasn't complete without an hour or 2 of talk time. Sometimes it was before bedtime, sometimes after making love. Last night I reiterated no 3-way 4-way or gangbang. I can't help but throw a little humor in when I talk to her. If I read her right my WW seemed relieved. This woman knows me, I can't believe she would really think I'd accept.
I don't know if she had an ulterior motive in offering the 3-way. Of course her 1st offer was for me to go out and get even with as many women as I wished. When I nixed that she offered the 3-way so she would be there to reassure me she had no ill feelings about it. I do plan to speak with her and delve more deeply into her reasoning on this over the next few days.
tushnurse, Eating, sleeping and staying hydrated have been some of my biggest problems since D Day 1. I've gotten better the last few days. But I still either forget to eat or can't remember if I've eaten. WW has made sure I didn't starve and is constantly pushing liquids, she even has bottles of Pedialyte in the frig and insists I drink a glass each morning. I hadn't seen that stuff since the kids were babies.
AD's aren't for me. I'm not depressed. I'm angry, sad, sorrowful, heartbroken, indignant, indifferent, vindictive, overwhelmed, put upon, up to here with this shit, and just down right P.O'd. But I'm not depressed.
Here is my analogy of taking AD's,
"It's like falling into the outhouse and instead of pulling yourself up out of the shit, you take a pill so the smell of shit doesn't bother you".
You also bring up a good point about the sticky stuff I tasted possibly being an infection. I had not thought along those lines. My WW has vehemently denied having sex that night. But cheaters are liars. At least there is hope she is telling the truth. That night has been a major sticking point in our reconciliation. She has offered to take a polygraph and answer all questions I ask. For now I haven't pushed it.
If my WW had a vaginal infection, which I already know she had chlamydia and trichomoniasis, then she wasn't trying to secretly cuckold me. And if that is true she might me telling me the truth that she wants me to reciprocate orally more for my pleasure than hers. I never hid the fact that I enjoyed pleasing her orally.
Wow this discussion has left me with many things to think about, and to discuss with my WW.
I've mentioned my WW will from time to time when things get quiet look at me very innocently with her big beautiful brown eyes and sexually whisper, I'm a little whore. the first time she did that I got angry. Then after about a minute or so it struck me as hilariously funny.
Last night as we lay in bed talking I reached out and pulled her to me and I just held her close. That was the first time I had hugged her since D Day 1. I told her this signals nothing about our reconciliation. I just need you close right now. She told me she understood. Holding her again was beyond magnificent, almost like having an intense spiritual healing of the body and soul.
We lay there in each other's arms for the longest time then she looked up at me and whispered I'm "your" little whore. She didn't say I'm "a" little whore. It was I'm "your" little whore. I looked into her eyes and suddenly I realized I knew what she wanted me to say, I said, yes you're my little whore, and mine alone, and you will continue to be my little whore and only mine till I say otherwise. She smiled and lay her head back down on my shoulder and said that's all I ever really wanted. And soon she drifted off. I held her close till I finally drifted off an hour or so later.