I do not know how to write very well. I am about to be more honest and open than I ever have been. I will do my best. Here goes.

My wife and I married about 12 years ago. We have been together 15 years this year. The marriage has been roughly so so. The sex for her anyways is mind blowing and mine is just mediocre at best. Our relationship is far from perfect but we have held it together through thick and thin, and the thin times were extremely slim my fellow red pillers.

Doing this in a chronological order probably makes the most sense. Starting in 2002 my at the time girlfriend was seeing a man named John. She met up with a girl named Laura from her work. At the time I was not the best man, I was 22 and she was 31. I had what I thought was anxiety problems and was taking Paxil. To say sex and companionship was at an all time low would be an understatement at best. She strayed at this point and started fucking John and made plans to be together. He gave her a car and she came to me and said she was leaving. She had nothing in her name and this man gave her something and she was going to be with him. I was distant and sometimes unable to perform in bed. Paxil, fucking shit man..... Somehow or someway we talked it out and she gave back the title to the vehicle and decided to be with me and continue our marriage plans. At the time it felt like a huge mistake, but as you will find out later, it was not. The doctor finally figured out the problem was with my sinuses and gave me a nose spray, took me off paxil, and I cleared right up. All my symptoms are gone and that was that. Sex life improved and maybe the marriage life improved as well.

Well, shit. Blew up in my face. I was working at the same place as her and her boyfriend showed up one day, unbeknownst to me. This happened in 2003. She convinced me to quit and start work at another place. Little did I know it was so her boyfriend was coming to see her and she didnt want me in the way. Fucked up right? The marriage blew up in the week leading to new years eve. My father at the time was dying and I was literally making decisions in one day that would make me sane the next. I started sleeping in the living room and she was sleeping in the bed. This went on until New Years eve. Now, she never had any unexcused absence this week and stayed home almost every night talking to him on the phone. I celebrated my birthday with just my friends and Christmas was iffy at best with the kids. On New years eve I decide to move in with my friend while I literally was finding a new apartment to stay at. As I was walking out the door at 930pm at night she stopped me. Came, at the time I thought, completely clean. She confessed everything and told me she wanted to be with me. Typical branch swinging I guess. We ended up having a baby two year later. Next 11 years blow by and maybe she was true to me.

As stated before, it could not have been a mistake because I have my son (yes dna tested secretly). She was arrested and sent to jail in 2013 on charges she was innocent of. We spent all of our money on bail, fees, and an attorney. She beat the charges. Her second son passed away and we spent what little we had left on the best funeral we could. Standing by her side the entire time. Her stepfather passes and I step up and move her to Indianapolis into my home's mother in law suite. In 2015 she starts talking to John again. I catch her by accident at his house. I go to the bank and immediately mode all my funds and get divorce papers. I am on my way out the door again..... This time we try to reconcile but its just not in my heart to do it. I simply am not in love with her anymore. The scars run way too deep. Just not in me to do it again. Claims there was no sex and they had only been talking for two months. Bullshit, they could have literally met anywhere to talk but they met at his home where they could be alone. Fuck him and fuck her. They planned it.

Throughout the relationship I have always been a bit dominant and her way submissive. It was always our way, never just my way. Typical nice guy bullshit. I would constantly do her favors and have talks about everything and she would turn on the emotional faucet and I would just sit and listen to all of it. Even up to just two weeks ago. I was on redpill and found a link to marriedredpill and just spent the next 20 hours or so reading every post and link I could. I was always the rock, the one thing she could absolutely count on was I would be there and fix everything. Well, to say my eyes have been opened and quite frankly hurt is just the best way to describe it. Since I am in a marriage that would be nice to save, but not necessary to save, I thought I would just give something a try to see it works. I decided to try it out, if it works great, if it fails no real loss. Wow.

I started with the framing and shit tests. Framing is way too hard. I slip out of it constantly thinking I should care about her every whim. Some things I have done is made my own honey do list and started completing it. I run around every night when I get home doing all the chores that are not already done. I have also decided to spend money and buy things to help complete my projects. I also have begun doing her chores at the house, especially as they relate to my son. I grow my own groceries and decided to add to the garden without her approval.

I have never read about shit tests but I realize now I had them every single day, every hour, every minute for the past 12 years. Typical shit tests are I am exhausted, tired, headache, back hurts, etc... etc... The most recent ones that come to mind are when I bought the buns different than what she told me to buy. She tried to blow up on me. She also asked me for a bottle of water and I told her to take the warm ones out to the fridge while she was on her way to get her cold one.

The one with the exhausted and tired shit test when she knew I wanted sex went extremely well. I copied from something I read on here, and said "I know you are super tired, would you like me to get you a hotel room, princess?". That went over like a lead balloon. She was like you cant be mad at me for not wanting sex when I am tired. I told her I am not, I understand she is PROBABLY tired, and no one is having sex tonight. Later in bed, lol, she laid her head on my chest, asked if I wanted her. I told her to find out for herself, and she sucked me hard and rode me like a stolen horse. I didnt even have to do any foreplay. Which is like super irregular as the ratio is typically 99% foreplay and 1% intercourse.

The buns at the store issue was after I had a win under my belt. She blew up and started getting really pissy about buying lite buns instead of regular buns. Again, agree and amplify. I told her "Well if you wanted regular buns, then you should have called up the bun fairy and had her get them". Ignored reply and changed subject. Again, same sex as the previous night. At this point for the last three weeks we have had sex every single day except for two when we were at a hotel with her family in the same room.

Today was the bottle of water incident. She had told me in the car on the way back from the grocery store that she was super thirsty and was just going to chug a whole bottle of water when we get home. We started carrying in groceries and normal guy fashion I end up carrying most of them in while she unpacks. Then I go in and start unpacking and putting them away as well. She asks me if I could please get her a bottle of water and instead I hand her 4 warm bottles and tell her to put them up when she gets her cold one. LOL. Super pissed, "fine, ill get the fucking bottle of water myself" and when she comes back from the second fridge she grabs my ass, turns me around, and kisses me super passionately. Before she leaves with her mom for the night to get mani/pedi done she tells me I better be ready when she gets home. Tonight Ill have sex with her like she isnt even there, pulling her hair doggy style, and finish in her mouth. Just to see how far I can go.

The moral of the story is I am going to buy three books for Married men sex, No more mr nice guy, and when i say no i feel guilty. So far this has worked for me, and I would like to apply more than gentle concepts and really start delving into what to do.

TLDR;

Wife recently went to see guy she cheated on me with someone a long time ago and wanted to reconcile. I find out about redpill and apply some concepts because I have nothing to lose. Everything went better than expected.

Edit: Just took the SMV for me and her. No way this can be right. She is a -18 and I am a 9.