Sorry this is so long, I don't share at all, and this ended up being cathartic so I kept going. This helped a lot.
D-Day is 4 weeks ago, I have been reading posts here for two weeks or so. We were married for 31 years, led a normal life, I would never have expected to do anything that features in Penthouse Forum but also never thought I would be posting here. I was half right.
I didn't find this site until two weeks in. I started to suspect 6 months ago but thought I was crazy. More and more odd things, phone password protected, I checked into a hotel we hadn't stayed at for several years for work and got a free night because it was our fourth stay in the past year. What really got me was her being ok with me working late.
Ultimately I found out when we were going away for a weekend. It was supposed to be at some rustic lodge but then it changed to the city, just a few blocks from work. And the date changed, to a weekend I said I am sure I will be busy.
The first night I was a little late, but we went to dinner and had a decent night. The second day I got up early for work and was going to surprise her by leaving work at 3 instead of my usual 7. I left at 330, and went to the hotel. She wasn't in the room but the sheets were a mess. I went to the lobby bar, not there either. Then I went to fitness area and she was in the hot tub with a guy from work she at first hated, then praised, then nothing, never heard his name again.
The idea that I am dumb enough to believe that a) she was hoping I would come back early b) this was a great way to mend her bad relationship with a coworker, and c) his underwear were on the floor next to the bed because she was using the bathroom.
I did a lot right, I suppose. My initial instinct was to beat him like a drum but it occurred to me while he knew we were married he wasn't married to me and never made any commitment to me, she was the problem. The second smart thing was I did an immediate 180, even though I didn't know what one was, it came easy.
No idea what comes next. She lied at first, said it was starting to cross the line and thank God I went to the hotel early, then she said they kissed once. Ridiculous. It took me all of about an hour to figure out from credit cards that it had been going on for three months. She finally confessed, but to be honest I don't care, 31 years of marriage and it struck me if this is a lie what else was a lie?
Both of us work, kids are on their own now and doing well, so I have no dog in the hunt, as it were, I am going to do what I want. I haven't decided yet. At first it was my fault, I work too much. That hurt. While she works it wasn't nearly enough to pay the mortgage, send two kids to prestigious and ludicrously expensive universities. That all came from 12 hour days. I do a lot around the house, I spent and still spend a lot of time with kids, and always made time for us. I called bs and 48 hours later she said she was broken, didn't deserve me, we should do counselling.
I don't feel like there is a we anymore so maybe counselling some day but I need time to myself. It feels good to be back in shape again, I am very happy seeing friends I haven't seen in years, and I stress a lot less about getting home late. After last nights crying and begging I realize I don't know what I want to do but won't do anything until I decide. I laughed at a tv show last night, smiled when I saw a mom cleaning ice cream off of her daughter's shirt this afternoon, and finished a project early today and am leaving work early. I am not sure if this is shock or just how normal people live. I learned a new term here, rug sweeping, I don't think I am doing this, I am well aware of what happened, she has read a book about how to fix thing and is very open, I think maybe this is who I am for a while.
Sorry you good people are here too, this is a place I never imagined necessary.