I’m a physician and I will admit that I haven’t been the best husband in the world. Perhaps I can win the worst husband in the world award.
We got married right before I started my residency and I was working 80 hours a week so we barely had sex for 5 years. I completed my residency last year and promised my wife that things would get better.
Our sex life has gotten a lot better in the last year…or so I thought. I went out of town for a medical conference a couple of weeks ago. I was originally planning on spending an extra night after the conference but decided against it and changed my flight. I got home a day earlier. When I got home, I heard loud moaning upstairs in the master bathroom. I knew what was going on and was seething with anger.
What I saw is now permanently engrained in my memory. I saw my wife bent over the bed and a heavily tattooed man fucking her and my wife screaming how much better his dick feels than my husbands. I felt traumatized. I am in total disarray. It is very difficult for me to practice medicine.
I’m not the biggest man and I have always felt a little weak and feminine. And this guy looked like a gangster and he would kill me so I simply left. I am traumatized but yet I feel responsible for this. If I was there for her, she would not have done this.
