Dear Diary: My Husband Is Becoming A Little Suspicious

When I started my journey of sexual exploration I didn’t realize that my habits would change so much. I thought it would be a fun secret hobby that no one would know about, but my husband’s starting to notice a change in my behavior. It was surprising to find out that he had picked up on so many things and I thought I’d been caught when he said he wanted to talk to me. He waited until we were in bed when he asked me if everything was okay. I didn’t know what he meant and laughed it off by saying “Yeah, everything is fine.” I then saw the way he was looking at me and he was so serious that I felt a stab of fear deep inside me. He never has that look on his face and I knew something was wrong, I felt he was becoming suspicious.

The first thing I thought of was my little adventures and tried to think if I had let anything slip, but came up with nothing. I decided to play it cool; everything was normal and it was all in his head. I snuggled up to him and said: “What is it?” He waited for a minute like he was trying to figure out what to say and finally came out with “Why are you spending so many nights downstairs? Usually, we go to bed at the same time.” I was quick on my feet for that one and replied: “I’ve just been having trouble sleeping lately and I don’t want to keep you up.”

I’m going to have to stop my late night chatting online, at least for the next few nights.

He wasn’t completely buying it and mentioned that I’d acting distant with him and less affectionate. I guess he’s right about that; I love him but he doesn’t excite me as much as the hot horny men I’ve met online or the fantasies of what I want to do with them. He can never know

this though so I tried to shift the blame onto him. “I’m sorry, sweetie. I know you’ve been busy lately and I’ve just been trying to stay out of your way.

Maybe if you spent less time doing volunteer work for the church you’d be able to spend more time with

me. Would that help you feel better?” I know how much he loves the church and he’d never give it up. He kept quiet for a minute then shifted so he could look at me. “Are you cheating on me?” he asked, looking me in the eyes and being blunt about it. My stomach dropped but I forced myself not to react in the wrong way.

I tried to look shocked but also look like the idea was absurd and let out a laugh. “How can you ask me that? I would never do that to you.”

I slipped my hand into his and kissed him before saying “You’re my husband and I love you. Til death do us part, remember?” He kissed me back and stroked my hair as we drifted off to sleep. He seems satisfied for now but I know I’m going to have to be more careful. It was so scary having him ask me certain things because I thought for sure he’d be able to tell I was lying. Maybe he still suspects something but I think I’ve put him at ease for now. The good thing about this whole thing is that I know where I’ve been going wrong and how I can cover my tracks better.

That can only help as I take things further and increase my chances of him never finding out. Are you a suspicious man? Do you wanna hear about me fucking other men? Call Me!