r/cheating_stories

Whats happening? This summer whats very weird at home. My husband has been secretive, withdrawing money and being late afyer work. I notice he took $500 from some money I had in a joint savings account. When I asked about he got very irritated. A couple of days after I discovered, by accident" a new wedding ring in his backpack. He got very nervous when I mentioned it and told I rui ed the surprise. He just threw on a table and told me to try it on. It was a bit smaller than my size but I kept it on. Some days later I noticed, again, a bank transaction for a online store that sells wedding rings. The package arrived to our address and when I asked he said it was for a friend at work that asked for a favor and didnt have an address, but he paid for it. Several days later I asked him if his friend liked the ring and he answered YES!!! And theirs way more to this story. Fyi hes I found out a yesr ago that he is bipolar schizo, what do you think is going on here?

I tried to be a good husband and she just used me the whole time .to help raise her 4 kids. 15 years all for nothing. Made me the bad guy. Stole my 401k, broke me financially and my heart. Don't ever let anyone tell you you cannot get revenge. And it's not healthy, I did get revenge and I couldn't be more happy with my decision.

I know people can make mistakes. I know people can change. But when someone you deeply love betrays your trust, over and over again, something inside you changes too. Even if they say they’re sorry, even if they promise it will never happen again, the memories stay. The doubts stay. You start questioning everything—their words, their actions, even the moments when they’re simply not around.
I’m trying to understand whether trust can really be rebuilt after cheating, or whether staying only means living with the fear that it will happen again.
For those who have experienced this: Did your partner genuinely change after cheating? Or did they eventually do it again?
I’m not looking for judgment. I just want honest experiences and perspectives because sometimes hearing from strangers who have gone through the same pain helps you see things more clearly. ❤️
I honestly can’t bear the pain anymore. I just need to unload the heaviness in my heart right now because it feels like it’s becoming too much to carry alone.
I keep going back and forth in my mind, trying to make sense of everything, trying to find some kind of peace or answer that will stop this ache.

First of all, I want to make it clear that these are just suspicions. I have no conclusive proof that my wife has been unfaithful, and I'm aware that there could be other explanations. That's precisely why I never dared to confront the issue directly.

It all happened a couple of years ago. At that time, my wife was going out quite a bit with a group of friends. Among them was a woman who had recently gotten divorced, and whenever we ran into her, she would talk quite frequently and without much restraint about her new and rather active sex life. I was never bothered by my wife going out with them, nor have I ever been particularly jealous, so those nights were nothing out of the ordinary for me.

One night she went out with this group, as she had done many times before. She came back much later than usual, around four or five in the morning, and she had clearly drunk too much. I was in bed and could hear her stumbling over things as she came in, so I ended up getting up to check on her.

As soon as she saw me, she came straight to me, hugged me, and started crying quite intensely.

My first reaction was to think something bad had happened to her. I tried to calm her down and asked her several times what had happened, but the more I pressed her, the more she cried. She wouldn't explain anything at all. I never once thought it could be infidelity; I thought maybe something had happened during the night, that she'd had an argument with someone, or simply that the alcohol had made her particularly emotional. Since I couldn't get anything out of her, and I didn't want to pressure her while she was drunk, I finally let it go and we went to sleep.

The trouble started the next day.

Once she had calmed down, I asked her again what had happened. She explained that she had become sad because she missed her family, as she is from another country.

At the time, I accepted her explanation and didn't dwell on it too much. But as the days went by, I began to remember that night, and something started to feel off. If she was simply sad because she missed her family, why couldn't she tell me when I asked her that night? Why did she react by crying even more each time I tried to find out what was wrong? I completely understand that when someone is very drunk, they can behave irrationally, but it seemed strange to me that something so seemingly simple to explain could provoke such a reaction.

Even so, I decided not to investigate further. I had no proof of anything, and I didn't want to turn a feeling into an accusation.

But there was another detail that, over time, began to seem more significant to me: after that night, she practically stopped going out with that group of friends. In particular, she distanced herself considerably from the recently divorced friend I mentioned earlier. Until then, they had been quite close, and then suddenly, they stopped seeing each other.

She never explained that they had argued or why they had drifted apart. It just happened. And it was precisely that timing, the night she came home in the early hours, drunk and crying, followed by her distancing herself from the group, that made me seriously start wondering if something had happened that night that she never told me about.

Over time, I managed to put the matter behind me. I never asked her again, and for quite some time, I practically stopped thinking about it.

But a few months ago, something happened that brought it all back to mind. That divorced friend of mine contacted her again to arrange a meeting, and little by little, they've started to rekindle their relationship. Since then, I've also run into her a couple of times.

And here's where the most subjective part of all this comes in: every time I'm with that woman, I have a very strange feeling. It's hard to explain, but I feel as if she knows something about my wife that I don't. She hasn't said anything specific or done anything that I could point to as proof. Perhaps I'm simply interpreting her every gesture through the lens of my existing suspicions and seeing signs where there aren't any. I'm perfectly aware of that possibility. But now, after having buried the matter for a couple of years, I can't stop replaying that night in my head: arriving home at five in the morning completely drunk, hugging me and bursting into tears, refusing to tell me what had happened, giving me an explanation the next day that never quite convinced me, and then, right after, distancing herself from the people she'd been with that night.

I don't want to accuse her of infidelity based solely on intuition, especially not after so much time has passed. But I also don't know if continuing to ignore it is a good idea when I clearly haven't been able to forget it. Would my suspicions seem reasonable to you, given the sequence of events, or do you think I'm connecting facts that could very well be unrelated?

So I've been dating this woman for about 2 months, and so far so good. Few issues, but I think, or I thought we were both on the same track. A few hours ago she asked me to look at her phone (on everything, it's a new phone) she said it's acting weird. Np she gave me her pw and I didn't really think about it. Well she feel asleep, and I thought we'll hell I'll check it out.

I'm watching her sleep, and it's crazy how much I love her, but HOLY FUC*ING HELL! Turns out she is a prostitute. No shi* a real life streetwaljer. How did I not see this? Did I mention this is the first woman I've been with since my fiance had a aneurysm and died in my arms on 08-26-23

I can't describe how badly I'm hurt at this point. I was up front and told her everything only been with one woman in 7 years she died 3 years ago I haven't even dated everything. I don't have money like that. Really I'm not that good of a catch. Been to the Zoe 3 times. First time in 95. Nowadays I just read and I write a lot. Why me. I was a emotional wreck before today, now I just don't even know.

I joined a dating website for affairs because my marriage was horrible and our bedroom was dead. I was in my mid 50's and horny all the time. Met a woman, late 40's, married who pretty much hated her husband. We chatted and I asked her out. I picked her up, it was a weekday afternoon and asked her where she wanted to go for lunch. She didn't know because she said she was new to the area. So I headed east toward the water and I figured I'd find a nice place along the way. Within 10 minutes she started groping me. She leaned over and started kissing me neck and grabbing my crotch. I told her to take it easy I was driving and I didn't know where I was. She stopped but seemed a bit annoyed. We were making small talk and suddenly she started running her hands over herself. She told me she was "so horny" and was rubbing her tits over her shirt. She put her feet on the dashboard, shoved her hand down her pants and was rubbing her pussy furiously and moaning telling me she needed to cum. I was in total shock and honestly, it freaked me out. She fingered herself and was moaning and she made herself cum. She took her hand out of her pants and licked her fingers clean. I finally found a restaurant so I pulled in. I walked over to open her door and she got out, stuck her tongue in my mouth and grabbed my cock. I kissed her back but I was still freaked out. I kept looking over my shoulder thinking that this might be a setup and her husband may be lurking because this was so weird. During lunch we sat across from each other and her foot went between my legs and she was rubbing my cock. She told me she wanted to get me hard and she wanted my cock. She said it felt big. We ate lunch, walked out and got back in my car. Same thing happened. She masturbated in the passenger seat again. At this point I was thinking to myself that this isn't real and something had to be going on. I've read about stuff like this but I was shocked that's how a woman would behave on a first date. I made my way to the highway to take her home. I told her I had to get going because it was getting late. As soon as I got on the highway she was all over me. She was kissing me, putting her hands on me and grabbing my cock. I tried to get her to stop but she was having no part of this. There was a rest stop so I pulled in and parked the car. I leaned back and said go for it. She pretty much ripped my pants off. She said I knew you'd have a nice cock and she started sucking me. She was a woman possessed. She gave me a dirty, sloppy blowjob. Eye contact, she rubbed my cock all over her face. She started licking and sucking my balls and told me she wanted my cum. It takes a while for me to cum especially from a blowjob so I just let her suck it for as long as she wanted. I grabbed her head and watched my cock go in and out of her mouth. I told her how to suck it, when to go slow, lick it, lick my balls. Then I told her to fuck herself with my cock in her mouth and she pulled down her pants, sat on knees and fingered her pussy with my dick in her mouth. I asked her if she wanted my cum and she sucked harder. I told her I was going to cum and I filled her mouth with my hot load. She swallowed every drop. We got buttoned up and headed out. She said she wanted to see me again soon because my cum tasted good and she wanted more. Never saw her again and this was a 100% true story.

Sorry that it’s a long story!

My boyfriend is friends with one of the girls he cheated on me with again, and I don’t know if I’m overreacting
I’m going to try to explain this as objectively as possible because I genuinely want outside opinions.
I’m 18F, my boyfriend is 18M, and the girl involved is 18F. My boyfriend and I have been together for almost two years. We’re both still in high school, and for the most part, he has been someone I’ve considered my best friend as well as my boyfriend.
Earlier this summer, I found out that he had cheated on me.
The cheating started around June 26, and I found out about it on July 17. It involved three girls who I had previously considered friends. These weren’t random girls. They were people I knew and trusted, which made the whole thing hurt significantly more.
There were multiple things that happened during that period that I didn’t know about at the time. They were talking to him during important moments for us, including his birthday, our anniversary, Fourth of July, and my grandmother’s 80th birthday. At one point, he apparently FaceTimed one of the girls for around five hours and even hung up on me to play Roblox with her. (I know, childish.)
There was also a point where he had apparently told ChatGPT that he was thinking about breaking up with me because he was unhappy. At the same time, he was telling me that he loved me and wanted to stay with me.
When I found everything out, I was absolutely devastated. I felt humiliated, angry, confused, and honestly just really insecure about myself. I kept wondering what I had done wrong and why people I trusted had done this to me.
Despite everything, I decided to stay with him.
He told me he wanted to make things right, and I wanted to see whether we could actually rebuild the relationship instead of immediately throwing everything away. Since then, he has made efforts to regain my trust, and I do believe he has been trying. I’m not saying he has done nothing to rebuild things.
The problem is the girls.
Recently, my boyfriend and one of the girls became friends again.
That has been really difficult for me because she isn’t just some random girl from school. She was involved in the exact situation that caused me to lose a huge amount of trust in my boyfriend in the first place.
I have told myself that if he is going to be friends with her, I need transparency. I don’t want secret accounts, hidden conversations, disappearing messages, or some friendship that exists completely behind my back. He has a main Snapchat account that I have permission to access, so I’ve basically told myself that as long as things aren’t being hidden from me, I can at least try to accept it.
But emotionally, I’m struggling with it.
I don’t necessarily think he is currently cheating again. I don’t have proof of anything happening right now. That’s actually part of why I’m confused.
I just have this really strong gut feeling that something is wrong.
And I mean REALLY strong.
It’s not just me thinking, “I don’t like that they’re friends.” It’s this weird pit in my stomach that I can’t shake. The reason it scares me is because the last time I had a really strong gut feeling that something was wrong, I found out the next day that he had been cheating.
So now my brain is basically screaming, “We have seen this before.”
There are also school events where him and her could be around each other, which makes me more aware of the situation.
I don’t want to become controlling. I don’t want to tell my boyfriend that he’s never allowed to speak to another girl. I also don’t want to spend every day checking his phone and assuming that every interaction means something.
But at the same time, I don’t think I should have to pretend I’m completely comfortable with him rebuilding a friendship with someone who was involved in betraying me.
I feel like there are two competing thoughts in my head:
“He is trying to rebuild my trust, and I should judge him based on what he’s doing now.”
and
“She was involved in one of the worst things that has happened to our relationship, so why are they friends again?”
I genuinely don’t know where the reasonable boundary is here.
So Reddit, am I being unreasonable for feeling uncomfortable with this friendship?
And after someone cheats with a specific person, is it actually reasonable for their partner to expect that friendship to stay over, or is it possible to rebuild trust while that person remains in their life?
I want honest opinions about whether my discomfort is justified and what a reasonable boundary would look like.

UPDATE: A lot of people are asking why I’m still with him, so I want to add some context about our relationship
I’ve read a lot of the comments on my original post, and I think I left out some important context.
First, I want to be very clear that I am NOT saying I was a perfect girlfriend. I wasn’t.
I’ve made mistakes in our relationship too. There have been times where I’ve been overly emotional, jealous, insecure, argued with him, reacted badly to things, and handled situations in ways that I now know I could have handled much better. I have apologized for those things and I’ve genuinely tried to work on myself.
I’m not going to sit here and pretend that I did absolutely nothing wrong just because he cheated. I know I had things I needed to improve, and I have taken responsibility for them.
However, one thing that has become really difficult for me is that whenever we have a conversation about what happened with the cheating, he sometimes brings up things that I did in the relationship and the conversation turns into what I did wrong.
For example, instead of the conversation staying focused on something he did and how it affected me, it can become, “Well, you did ___,” or “You treated me badly when ___ happened.”
And I understand why he has feelings about those things. If I hurt him, he is allowed to be hurt. I don’t expect him to pretend that I was perfect.
But I struggle with the fact that those things sometimes feel like they’re being used to turn the conversation around.
I can say:
“What you did hurt me and damaged my trust.”
and the conversation can become:
“Well, you hurt me too.”
Then suddenly we’re talking about my mistakes instead of the original issue.
I’m not saying my mistakes don’t matter. I’m saying I don’t think two things have to cancel each other out.
I can take accountability for being a bad girlfriend in certain situations while he takes accountability for cheating.
If I treated him badly, he had the right to tell me, set boundaries, ask for changes, or even end the relationship.
I don’t think that makes cheating justified.
And I’ve also tried to make changes since everything happened. I’ve been trying to communicate better, work on my reactions, rebuild trust, and be a better partner. I stayed because I genuinely love him and because I believe people can make mistakes and change.
That’s also why the situation with the girl he cheated with is so complicated for me.
I’m not sitting here thinking, “He cheated, therefore he can never speak to another girl again.”
I’m trying to rebuild trust with him.
But now he is friends with someone who was involved in the situation that caused the original betrayal, and I’m expected to be completely comfortable with that while I’m still trying to heal.
That’s where I’m struggling.
I also want to clarify something from my original post: I don’t currently have proof that he is cheating again. I am not saying that he is.
I just have this incredibly strong gut feeling that something is wrong. The last time I had that feeling, I found out shortly afterward that he had been cheating, which is why this particular feeling scares me so much.
I’m trying not to let my anxiety make decisions for me, but I also don’t want to completely ignore my instincts.
I love him. That is why I stayed.
I’m not staying because I think cheating is okay. I’m not staying because I think I deserve it. And I’m not staying because I think I have to prove something.
I stayed because I believe our relationship is worth trying to repair.
But I’m realizing that rebuilding a relationship after cheating means BOTH people have to be able to acknowledge the ways they hurt each other without using one person’s mistakes to erase the other’s.
So I guess my question is less “Was I wrong for staying?” and more:
Can a relationship actually heal when both people acknowledge their mistakes, or am I making excuses for someone who has already shown me that he isn’t willing to take full responsibility?

My 2 roommates slept with eachother’s girls behind eachother’s back, and none of them are aware of it

Might sound crazy, but I’ve seen enough in life that made me get less shocked but the things people do.
Roommate 1 lets call him Pat, has been in a loving serious relationship with his girl since high school, if u look at them on the average day, they look like ur classic loving couple, hanging out together, calling eachother, supporting eachother and their fights dont even look that bad, no grudges held, fast recovery and a new good day, 2 months ago I came back home to my roommate number 2 who we’ll call Justin, with her giving him a good soul snatcher in the living room with music playing and birds chirping, as if none of them is comitting infidelity, the moment I saw them I just stared for a solid 3 seconds and then went into my room, both of them froze then Pat’s girl followed me into the room panicking and begging I don’t tell Pat and all that BS I just told her it’s their life, I’m not willing to come between the both of them and destroy a 6 years relationship, she just kept crying, tried to hug me, I gently pushed her away, and she left the house.
Justin was watching from the background the whole time, and frankly he was aware I wouldn’t say anything to Pat, as I have a ‘cold unbothered’ personality, and I’m not the type to tell on others or try to create any problems, and the thing is he wasnt even regretting the thing, he actually smirked after she left and said ‘well there it goes huh’, I just smirked back and told him to go away because I was about to demolish a burger I had brought with me.

Fast forward 4 months, Pat doesn’t know a thing and his relationship seems usual, nothing weird, both their girls come over sometimes, most of the time I don’t sit and hang out with the group, Pat came home drunk, and Justin was visiting his parents in a different city, he comes into my room and strikes a weird conversation, talking about women he dated during high school before his current girl, then out of nowhere tells me, ‘U know I trust u and Im not supposed to be telling u this, but when Justin had just started dating his girl I slept with her at another friend group’s place and he regretted it ever since’ I just stared at him and smiled and told him to just move on, which was followed by him trying to sleep on my bed and me kicking him out (gently of course).
I’m not sure wether what happend with both of them is karma, but it surely isn’t normal nor a pleasant thing to go through, I haven’t told any of them and I am not planning to do so, I just my distance…
What do u think?

I played travel softball growing up. Usually my dad would take me to out of town tournaments while my mom stayed home with my younger siblings.

This was back in 2000, I remember that for sure because I just got my driver’s license that spring. My dad took me to a tournament in Ohio, I think near Cleveland. I loved going to tournaments because all the families stayed at the same hotel and I got to spend so much time with my teammates, who were basically my best friends. Plus it felt less chaotic with just my dad and me sharing a room without my whole family there. I really loved those trips.

I could talk forever about this but it will be too long. I was hanging out with teammates at the hotel after our games were over for the day. I can’t remember why, but I went back to my room for some reason. This all happened so fast, after I opened the door. My dad was in top of one of my teammate’s moms.They were both naked but I surprised them, and they scrambled really fast to cover up. I remember my dad saying my name, but I just said sorry a bunch of times, covering my eyes and walked out.

I went back to the room where my team was hanging out after. I didn’t say anything about what happened. I slept in another room that night. The next day, still I was ignoring it, my dad didn’t talk about it at all.

Sunday night, my dad and I got back home and still hadn’t said anything about it. I didn’t really know how I felt. A few weeks past and I still didn’t tell my mom. I felt like I couldn’t.

Here’s the cruel, messed up thing, the woman my dad was with, my friend’s/teammate’s mom, she became so nice to me. Like, whenever she would have hair, nails, spa days with her daughter, I was always invited. I loved being with them. She seemed so amazing to me. I started to dislike my mom because she never did those things with me, and I hoped my dad would leave my mom, and married that woman. It never happened.

My parents are in their 70s now. Still together and happy. They are retired and take vacations together all the time. I don’t know if any of this has anything to do with my cheating ways, but I think I made to right decision to not say anything when I found out about my dad’s secret.

A lot of times I get asked if my husband was not good in bed, or if our marriage left me unsatisfied in some other way, because to a lot of people it doesn't make sense why a woman would go out of her way to seek out meaningless casual sex with a stranger when she has a willing sexual partner at home.

Here's the thing though, cheating is almost always a stupid choice. Even for someone stuck in a terrible marriage with a dead bedroom, an affair wouldn't actually solve the root of their unhappiness. It would just introduce an even more superficial and uncertain relationship into an already messed up life. This is even more true for me, who've had what I can only describe as a perfect marriage. Our connection has always been great, we treat each other as equals, we have very similar values and perspectives on how things should work, and we are sort of kindred spirits given both of us have had a troubled childhood. We've been together for almost 12 years now, and we have two beautiful kids together who are the light of our lives.

So, when I cheated it was even more confusing to my husband who couldn't come to terms with the fact that I would throw it all away for cheap sex and shallow validation. But that's the thing about cheating, the fault is almost never in the partner who gets cheated on, it is almost always a fault in the cheating partner's mindset and way of thinking. I cheated because I was selfish and lacked the integrity to stay away from easy validation.

Why would I go to another person seeking pleasure and validation, the same things my husband could already provide? The simple answer to that is selfishness. Yes, I had a source of pleasure and validation in my husband. I simply wanted another. To a person who has failed themselves at every level and totally sunk into selfishness, it starts to feel natural to want more and more, even when you may have all you need. Just like a thief, who might not be stealing because he has nothing to eat, but just because he's addicted to the act.

The problem was that I had sunk too deep into unhealthy coping mechanisms and had become scared about being vulnerable and honest. What that means, essentially, is that I failed my marriage, I was going through a midlife crisis and instead of leaning into my husband and showing him all of me and allowing him to soothe me, I closed myself down because it felt like too much effort, made me feel too vulnerable, I was too afraid of all the risks, all the ways such honesty could work against me. I failed to bring the sort of openness and vulnerability to my relationship that my husband deserved to have. Instead, I looked outward, and seeked out casual encounters to gain validation. Why? Simply because it was easy and didn't require me to put my feelings out there, involed zero risk with zero long term consequences.

This is also where my lack of personal integrity and dishonesty with self shows consequences. To a person who has a strong moral compass, it is a no brainer to invest in a long term relationship and take the hard way of vulnerability and mutual connection, because you know in the long term that path is gonna be so much more fulfilling and rewarding. But I took the easy way out, of casual sex and transitory pleasures, because I was not only selfish but also short sighted. This is the crux of why I cheated, not because of any shortcoming in my marriage but due to several personality defects that I failed to fix.

Now, you of course, can read all that and conclude this is too much intellectualization and the simple fact is that I am a terrible person. And sure, you're allowed to think that, nobody is owed a second chance at proving themselves. But I have to go somewhere from here, I can either continue down the easy path of casual sex and cheap thrills, or I can change to the hard path of commitment, vulnerability and trying to be better. I'm choosing the latter. I don't know yet if I can change, but I am taking steps to understand myself so I can fix the parts of me that I need to fix. Will I cheat again? l don't know. But I will definitely be a better person moving forward.

I’m 18 and last weekend we were at a party. My boyfriend was talking with people in the living room when his friend pulled me into the bathroom.

I dropped to my knees, pulled him out, and sucked him until he came in my mouth. I swallowed everything so there wouldn’t be a mess, fixed my lipstick, and walked back out.

My boyfriend kissed me a few minutes later. I still had the taste in my mouth. No one noticed.

I’ve been wet ever since thinking about how close we were and how easy it felt. I already want to do it again the next time we’re all together.

so, my wife and me are both in our 40s, loving in Germany. we both game from time to time, I do so less because of work stuff right now..my wife met a Indian engineering student on discord who is half her age. somehow it clicked between them and they started emotionally cheating while I was working my ass off. she sent him nudes, sexting and the whole thing. no physical stuff because of distance....

.I found out because I saw a message incoming on her phone that had hearts attached and no female name I knew was the sender.

I didn't react to that's just got nervous. in the night, I took her phone and started a web session for the messenger on one of my devices with her account. I saw the whole thing. I took screenshots for evidence just in case. then I had a chance...

her phone was next to her o. the couch, her in the kitchen. I saw a message coming in and took the phone, saying in normal voice "oh, that's not mine" (we have the same phone make and model). she got a message from him. she stood in the kitchen kinda dumbfounded and I went "who is this?" and the whole drama started.

so now, 1 week later I still have access to her chat. she said she ends it, didn't. the sexual stuff stopped but they are in contact like every 2 minutes with something. nothing explicit, not badmouthing me or anything but she reacts to his messages more than mine etc.

I think they might have an inkling that I see messages even tho I'm never saying anything, I'm just slowly preparing stuff like lawyer appointments etc. and they talk in a roundabout way about switching over to another messenger that I don't have which my wife knows.

so, I fear that this is just going on and on and she will exit the marriage when he finished his studies or some shit. houselife is back to normal basically but she is good at hiding her conversations now.

So the radio station does this thing where people tell their secrets but mine is too long for the radio which brings me here.
A while back my husband cheated on me. I would have never known because he was so slick at hiding but eventually the girl got tired of being a secret and exposed herself. She called me and was super nasty about it basically saying I might as well leave him or deal with it because she wasn’t going anywhere. My mental health took a hit and genuinely struggled daily. Eventually I did leave to save my own sanity. Well later a friend introduced me to the Tea app. If you don’t know it’s an app that was used to expose men and who they really are. I downloaded it but i basically had no use but to read others stories because I wasn’t dating anyone. One day out of boredom, and probably self sabotage to my mental, I goggled the girl my ex had cheated and what do you know…. She’s married. I looked her husband up thinking I was going to send one of my friends to snatch his soul but he was HIT. I knew immediately none of my friends was gonna take that L. And quite frankly, if they did, I would judge them! But I had an idea. I posted her husband on the Tea app and asked what was the tea on my new boo. It’s all anonymous so who would know right? Within a few hours the post was flooded with her little friends coming to the post to confirm he was married. She even commented but basically was like “he’s just with you cause we having problems” so I’m like well honey, I’m his solution to you being the problem. We exchanged comments back and forth for several days before I decided she was triggered enough and deleted the post. She probably hounded him all week about who he was with and unfortunately he was an innocent bystander in this revenge entanglement. I actually thought about reaching out to him to tell him his wife was cheating but honestly he looked like he would have stayed anyways so I did what satisfied me for the moment and gave me a great laugh

She was 19 female I was 17 male , let me give yall the entire run down, so I was with her for 3 years from my freshman year to my senior year and she graduated high school this year right, so before she talked about going to college she told me she wasn’t going to college because she wanted to do online and ain’t go cs she wanted this relationship to work rt, so boom tbh while I was w her ngl I wasn’t taking her on no dates I fount other girls more attractive den her I hit multiple ppl while tth like is that karma? So in the mist of all that she did not know rt all she know was she was finding stuff in my phone here and there but I feel as tho if I would’ve been all about her she would’ve never left me when she got to college or am I trippin, so college come around she say she wanna go to college to get out the house cs she tired of working and coming home so I’m guessing made a excuse to me I feel as tho since we kept getting into it she wanted to go and explore. So yk how u would argue break up get bck tg argue break up get back tg like a repeated cycle so we had a lil fuss Thursday or Wednesday she moved in Saturday so boom tell me why we stop talking I go to text her the day of her move in she respond “ what u want?” And I said why u doing that and she responded to the msg she said with a ? So boom before college came she wasn’t in nobody comments rt so yk how people would post there self and den put wat college they going to in the middle of the video she was under a dude comments rt. That’s going to b su 29 with her so she started a streak w him and allat but I checked her about it while we was talking and she removed him and allat but mind u it took her 3 days to remove him. So tell me why I call
Her that move in night rt im like who else u tt she like nb nb, so I said be honest. She said 1!!! I’m like omg mind u she ain’t think about tt nb else till college came so bro she like she wan leave me alone allat allat f him and allat and forget about me and she wan get tricked on and f on but bro she never was like this when she was down here , how should I feel cs I been crying 3 days straight , is this expected ?

My ex-girlfriend (f26) becomes a slut when she is drunk. She was trying to not drink at all when she was out as she gets drunk pretty quick.

She turns me (m29) on the most when she is tipsy btw because she is so slutty.

They had a team building with her coworkers and there is a guy who I really hated. He had been trying so hard with her, but I heard how he talks about her to the others. Like how bad he wants to fuck her and all the most disrespecting ways just objectifying her. She is pretty attractive, the kind of girl every ass fetish guy wants to fuck. Tanned, brunette, juicy ass, curvy fit body, slutty face.

I felt weird when she left for the party, but she was like it will be fine she doesn’t want to stay long. She stopped texting me after 2 hours and I just couldn’t reach her for the rest of the night. I was really worried then I just received a video via imessage and it was a short clip of my girl bending over in doggy on a bed getting fucked. Seemed like the guy just started to fuck her. He fucks her slowly at the beginning of the video. She is naked, ass fully exposed. Chest down, ass is arching, her hands on her head. Pretty obvious that the guy put her in this exact position. I could hear it from her quiet moans that these are the slutty drunk moans. My dick got hard. I figured that this should be that guy I mentioned earlier.

Few seconds into the video he obviously realizes that recording takes the attention from her. He switches hands and start to fuck her more rapidly then the video just ends.

I felt disrespected, I was mad at that cheating slut but it turned me on so bad. It was obvious that he took her home. I just started to jerk off to the vid. Watched it over and over again. Then one hour later I received some texts from the same number. Detailed description how hard he was fucking her for an hour and how amazing of a blowjob she gave him.

She came home in the morning saying she slept at her friend’s place. I just started to play the video. She was shocked. Felt ashamed, couldn’t even say anything…

Hello all

I'm mentally exhausted carrying this harsh truth.

My best friend Sheila (38F) & her husband Harry (40M). They were happily married for the last 13 years- at least that's what I thought. & They have 2 beautiful kids.

I am (38F) & my Husband (39M) was the one who introduced my friend to her husband. Harry was my Husband's neighbor. Up until this May I thought they're such a happy family. Sheila even got promoted at her firm last year, they bought a home together. Everything was fine.

I can't list out all the inconsistencies, slip ups that Harry did but they were way too many to call it a coincidence. Sheila already suspects him but in May. My husband however, actually caught him almost blabbing about him 'falling' for his coworker, over drinks.

By now me and my husband know for sure who that coworker is and how long this crap has been going on. What makes me livid is, Sheila is a devoted wife. A great mom. She is beautiful, gentle, compassionate & everyone's favorite. It infuriates me that he actually cheated on someone as good as her.

Now my husband wants to disclose it to Sheila, but there's one more thing holding me back. Sheila just lost her father in January 2026 & she is struggling with that loss. Her elder kid just got diagnosed with juvenile diabetes at age 8 & she is devastated for her child. Not to mention she loves Harry so much we have seen it all these years. He means the world to her. Yes, she has her suspicions but she still loves him a lot.

They got a new home recently & it's financially tied to them both. Mentally and financially she is in such state & I don't have the heart to drop this on her. My husband thinks that truth will hurt yes, but she deserves to know the truth.

Now I'm just trying to find a way to let her know without breaking her completely. What should we do & how do we approach her with this news. Please advise!

Context before the story

23 F Just graduated MBA and joined this FMCG company in marketing in Gurgaon. Had to fly to Bangalore last week for a big workshop. My manager 35 M was on the same IndiGo flight and we both booked at the same time through yatra so we took the same row seats

So this is what happened-

He’s been soft flirting with me for a while. Nothing crazy, just longer looks, jokes that feel a bit too personal, that kind of thing. We were in the 13th row. 14th row was empty and the third seat next to me was also empty. We talked a bit after takeoff then both fell asleep.

At some point his head ended up on my shoulder. He’s really tall so it felt heavy. I don’t know if it was accidental or not. The second I felt it I got insanely turned on. Like properly wet. I didn’t move. Just sat there with his head on me and opened my gallery.

I spent the rest of the flight going through my nudes. The ones I sent to exes and also the ones never send anyone. Very very different levels of explicit. Kept the brightness low but not that low. I’m 90% sure he was peeking the whole time. His breathing changed a couple times and he never shifted away.

When he woke up he acted completely normal. No sorry, no extra eye contact, nothing. Just back to regular manager mode. We’re here till Saturday. He’s married. I’m kind of in a relationship that started in college but both of us know those usually don’t last after graduation.

I’m stuck between this is a terrible idea and I already know how this ends if I let it.

What do I do?

Yeah you read it right . I just found out I was the other woman after 1 year of dating. He was perfect and thought it was a match made in heaven, I was treated like a queen,
but that covert piece of shit of a narcissist is actually living a double life with a woman he been with for 8 years.
3 months ago I caught him lying and I thought he was cheating on me, so I cut him off with no closure no nothing .
He came back yesterday telling me the truth and talking about me being the love of his life and that he been working on this problem to be with me and the woman “knows about me” , which I don’t believe at all.
I feel disgusting. Just the thought that another woman is out there thinking she’s going to marry this guy soon.
I found out who she was , I am willing to reach out to her to tell her the truth .. should I do that? Should I ruin his life?

So my girlfriend of four years and I have shared a bakery rewards app on our phones forever. I drive a delivery route for work, so I buy coffee and breakfast sandwiches there four mornings a week, slowly racking up hundreds of points that we usually save for weekend treats.

tuesday morning I opened the app to redeem a free cold brew and noticed our point balance was down to twelve points. I clicked into the order history thinking it was a glitch. There were eight separate weekday morning pickup orders from a location across town near an apartment complex where none of our friends live.

Every single order was the exact same thing: one iced matcha latte with oat milk, one large dark roast black coffee, and two toasted bacon bagels. The pickup name was set to "Marcus." She was stopping there at 7:30 AM on mornings when she claimed she had an early shift, grabbing breakfast for some random guy, and using my earned rewards to pay for his food.

When I confronted her, she tried to claim Marcus was just a casual friend she was helping out before she broke down and admitted everything. I should of noticed the pattern weeks ago, but the sheer disrespect of using my breakfast points for him is ABSOLUTELY humiliating. How do you even begin packing up four years of your life over a bakery receipt?

My wife requested an open marriage; I'm 31, and she's 26. She said it was that or a divorce. I was so desperate to keep things together that I agreed. She's a nurse, and every Friday and Saturday night, she goes out with her nurse friends, often coming home at 4 am, sometimes 7 am.

She never discusses anything that happens, but I'm literally lying in our bed at night, wide awake while my wife is having sex with someone else. I know she might just be having fun with her friends, but do you think there's a chance that she's having sex?

I don't want to get divorced. Everything else is perfect, and I don't want people to see that I've got divorced.

What do I do?