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Prior to my marriage I had had a very active dating and sex life. However married women were off the menu.

 

My Ex had been the first of her sex to get a job in a position which had been all male. She was young, extremely sexy, and I soon faced an army of OM co-workers. For six months, everything I said or did, was twisted by them to make me look bad and destroy my marriage.

 

I caught her cheating with a company guard, who happened to be single. But I did not hold my wrath to just him, he had been the lucky guy in the right place at the right time.

 

After d-day, I no longer believed in love. I no longer cared. And I decided it was her co-workers who had set this up and I thought they needed to be taught a lesson of sticking their noses in other peoples marriages, so I went after their wives.

 

A couple of months after d-day, while partying with my co-workers at a bar, I over heard two of my co-workers husbands make a remark, due to my long hair, slim build and good at dancing that they were unsure whether I was a man or a woman. I screwed the first one that night in the parking lot during a smoke break, and the second one a week later of the lunch hour. Married women were now on the menu.

 

Once the word was out that I enjoyed performing oral sex, something the husbands of my co-workers refused to do, I had a long line of partners.

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One thing I did was threaten to break every window in the house with a broom handle until I got some f*cking answers! Right now, start talking MOTHAF*CKA!!!

 

Luckily he started talking.

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eleanor...I did the same thing; threatened to break out every window in the house, but I threatened to use a weight (dumb bell) instead of a broom. :D

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eleanor…I did the same thing; threatened to break out every window in the house, but I threatened to use a weight (dumb bell) instead of a broom. :D

 

lol and I thought I was so original.

 

*high fives for D-Day window breaking*

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...And, it works. Just like yours, mine starting talking; singing like a bird.

 

I was exhausted with all of his lying, so I was glad to finally get the truth

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One thing I did was threaten to break every window in the house with a broom handle until I got some f*cking answers! Right now, start talking MOTHAF*CKA!!!

 

Luckily he started talking.

 

I like your style :cool:

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One thing I did was threaten to break every window in the house with a broom handle until I got some f*cking answers! Right now, start talking MOTHAF*CKA!!!

 

Luckily he started talking.

 

OMG, this made me laugh!! I don't think that I'm going to be able to get that picture out of my head! :laugh::laugh:

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One thing I did was threaten to break every window in the house with a broom handle until I got some f*cking answers! Right now, start talking MOTHAF*CKA!!!

 

Luckily he started talking.

 

 

 

 

 

I am imagining you all 'gangsta' Eleanor, while bellowing fit to wake the nearest naval vessel out of sleep and all with a broom aimed squarely at the living room window!

 

 

Oh my, my ribs ache!!..........................

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My husband was really out of character! I thought he'd pack my bags and send me on my way. I was ready for that. Never did.

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I called my wife every bad name I could think of (I had never called her bad names before). I broke my hand. I broke many things in the house. I yelled at my wife over and over again. I met with the OM and told him if I ever saw him again or if he ever came around my family again, I would kill him (I have never told someone that before). I became an alcoholic and sat around doing nothing when I was not at work. I even stopped playing with the kids (I really regret that). I was not myself and still have a long way to go to become myself again (Dday was almost two years ago).

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I developed a serious case of what I would call "betrayed spouse's Tourette's Syndrome." During the course of the day while performing mundane tasks such as folding laundry, etc. I would suddenly get very angry and then start spewing the most awful words. "Cheeeeeeeeeating bastarrrrrrrrrrrrd" was the most common phrase, and I do not normally swear.

 

I also cleaned the toilet with his toothbrush, and put "Neet" hair remover in his shampoo.

 

Please spare me the lectures as I hate what I did with the toothbrush and wish that I had not stooped that low. After I did that, I realized how very toxic the whole thing was and snapped out of it before any permanent evil took root.

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I developed a serious case of what I would call "betrayed spouse's Tourette's Syndrome." During the course of the day while performing mundane tasks such as folding laundry, etc. I would suddenly get very angry and then start spewing the most awful words. "Cheeeeeeeeeating bastarrrrrrrrrrrrd" was the most common phrase, and I do not normally swear.

 

I also cleaned the toilet with his toothbrush, and put "Neet" hair remover in his shampoo.

 

Please spare me the lectures as I hate what I did with the toothbrush and wish that I had not stooped that low. After I did that, I realized how very toxic the whole thing was and snapped out of it before any permanent evil took root.

 

 

Oh my God H!!! I'm sat in my office alone, laughing like a lunatic with tears streaming down my face! My ribs ache!!! That is just hysterical! Please don't reprimand yourself about it, you didn't kill him did you. so he's lucky to have you by his side!

 

 

Thankyou for brightening my morning! Today is definitely going to be a good day!

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I would like to add to the hilarity of some of the occurrences in this thread if I may.

 

 

 

 

(Ahem)... Shortly after dday, on the advice of a very dear and trusted friend who had been subjected to infidelity herself, I told my husband that I had arranged for us both to be tested at the GUM clinic for STD's.

 

 

Now, I have years of medical experience and fully knowledgeable about the 'process' of testing for men. (I'm laughing again all by myself in here as I'm writing this).

 

 

My husband, being completely unaware of the process agreed so off we went to the clinic together. He thought I was being tested too (I had already been in reality), so merrily entered the clinician's room.

 

 

I heard a little sort of 'wailing' noise and it was all I could do to stifle my sniggers....

 

 

When he came out I tried very hard not to, but burst out laughing. My husband looked at me and said, "You knew didn't you? When he came at me with an enormous cotton bud on a long stick, I thought, uh oh........then when he'd finished and I said it was a bit uncomfortable, the doc said, 'I know. The bad news is I have to do it again.......with THIS'...................

 

 

Honestly, I laughed all the way home (and so did he when it was over).......and we still giggle about it now!.....

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