Been RP aware for 4 years. Throwaway account. Successfully moved from boring no blowjob no orgasm often DB sex life to handling my wife in a dominating way in bed. I get the blowjobs I want, really even better than I wanted because I can now face fuck her and she gags a bit and looks up smiling saying I gagged and then right back at it hard. Can now fuck her and look at her deeping in the eyes and tell her to come like the hot little bitch she is and she rolls her eyes back in her head and lets go. I could not do that Pre MRP and had a double chin so badly that people look at my ID today which is still current but pics are from 5 years ago and are surprised (at how much of a pussy I was).
Me - 43 years old 5'10" 185 lbs. Wife 40, in good shape, attractive. Children - 3 under the age 10 and under. SL 5x5 all in pounds Squat 280, BP 180, Row 190, OHP 150, DL 300 (DL is 1x5). I am currently making significant gains in SL 5x5. BF between 13-15%.
I have owned my shit - recently decided I needed to begin a year long endeavour in investing in myself to get a complimentary set of learning that will propel me in my career - ideally creating startup, less ideally working as a consultant in my field, worst fallback would be working for private enterprise. FO completely did not support, despite my efforts for her to understand the value of my mission. Investment will be significant, payback is not guaranteed, and hey my apporoach is fuck it I'm going all in on myself. This is not a knee jerk reaction, rather a calculated long thought out decision. It became and is my mission, FO did not support. I've also been busy during the past two family vacations, which I believe is a mistake, but required for me to continue forward with this plan. During these times my FO brings me food and keeps me going while at work.
But... she got bored.
Chronological order doesn't really matter. Bottom is wife, beginning late spring began sending selfies to an older man ~54, just about to retire. I know for a fact they were kitten eyes pictures of her in a Bikini, in dresses, and for sure at least one set of tit shots. This went on all summer, even when we went on family vacation she'd be up to.
A week ago today when I found out about this let her know I was in a bad place and needed to talk. I sat her down, and let her know that I knew. I made it clear to her that I think that at her very core, she is a good person. I made it clear too, that I am not going to tell anyone about this. I made it clear her story is not new, and that I am not here to judge. I needed her to know that she is not a bad person in my eyes, couldn't say it of course I'd be talking about fight club, but AWALT. I knew saying all of this that this happened on my watch. I also said this knowing full well there is a very strong possibility I've only scratched the surface of her infidelity.
After setting the stage where I was at with respect to her, and how I thought about her in a positive way (because I do), I then let her know that regardless of whether she is a good person or not, her behaviour is now affecting my quality of life in a negative way, and that I can do none other than act in my best interest. I repeated I'm not here to judge, and left the house for a few hours.
Later that evening I then told her I wanted the wedding ring a gave her (almost 20 years ago). She gave it to me, I put it in my pocket, and the next morning she had taken it out of my pocket and put in her jewelry case. That same morning I said where is it, and then locked it away in my gun case. She came to me before I left for work asking about "how this will look to other people". I told her that wasn't my problem. I also set her phone number to "blocked". It still is.
Looking at the guys's online profile - he is soft. No lifting, no sports, his main picture of himself is him with a gay white curly haired dog. Doesn't mean he didn't find a way to get her going. He did. The selfies she was sending him are not turtleneck type pictures.
I still have kids with her. This is still my ship. I've made not commitments to leave or to stay. Sexual energy towards me has been predictably very high this past week, and before I figured out what (at the very least) what was up through the summer, it has been the most satisfying of my life between the two of us.
She also offered idea of me sleeping woman, but "just once". I believe her offer to sleep with other women was to help fix the guilt of her own indiscretion. It could also be the "I'll share a high value man if given no other choice." I like the second but the first is more likelly.
What I'm trying to cut through here, is what kind of a pussy am I? I'm struggling with this quesiton, but when I finally answer it I think I have my way foreward.
Am I a cuck, or a little faggot who cant' handle my good looking wife's orbitors? If the answer is cuck... I can't live with her anymore. I need to act in my own self interest. If I allowed her to become so bored, that is on me. In this case I am thinking to push the hell out of her boundaries to get the absolute best sex life I can acheive with her, and where needed, to activate plates (yes I have options) and then decide.
I'm not making any rash decisions and she knows this. This is an otherwise high value woman whom I am forever linked to, and who is very eager to please me at the moment. She also has since changed her tune about my learning endeavour, and wants to understand how she can support me on it.
I must say this has been a monumental test of my frame, which without the learnings from the sidebar and this community, I would never have been able to hold.
I've not shed a tear, nor will I. AWALT.