While I was dating my soon to be wife, she had told me that her previous boyfriends had often accused her of cheating with other guys. But claimed that she never did. I would use that as fodder for masturbating and catching her with another man.
After we were married, and a night of passion, I told her that I wouldn’t be upset if I had found out she was cheating, as long as she was honest about it. She said nothing for a moment, then said she would never do something like that. I didn't know if she was thinking about her other boyfriends, or reflecting upon what I had just said, and it gave me an awkward moment not discuss it any further.
We soon became pregnant with our first, and three months after that our second child. After each birth Stacey would take time off from work then return afterwards. She would return to the 2-10 swing shift, and I would work early from 6 - 2p.
We also decided that a good idea would be to use birth control, and an IUD inserted in her uterus. Our sex lives were becoming a little sporadic with work and kids, etc, but wanted to ensure we didn’t have any accidents. Plus the IUD didn’t require remembering to take pills.
One day she confided in me that a coworker named Dennis had asked her to lunch during her day off. I jokingly said he knows your married right, completely forgetting the conversation we previously had. She chuckled and said of course. And then added, but that never stopped him, he has been with a married girl at work.
This seemed to be her moment of awkward silence, as my silence led her to say, but I don't like him that way, we are just friends. I really didn't add anything, for not wanting to seem to be the jealous type, nor after what I said two years earlier, would only make me seem insincere.
One day after about a month after this chat, I was doing the laundry and sorting the clothes. I typically did my own and some of the kids when possible to be the "good" husband and help when I could. It was then I found a pair of her underwear that seemed stiff in the crotch. I became instantly aroused. I sniffed them, and scent was the insatiable sent of sex and my wife’s pussy. There was also remnants of pubic hair. I took the panties to the bathroom, and jerked my cock knowing that another man’s cock had entered my wife’s pussy. The thought of my wife spreading herself open for another man. Desiring to have another cock penetrate and pleasure her brought me to climax.
After our second child we had an IUD placed in my wife’s uterus to prevent any more pregnancies. This was her go button. This was her permanent birth control. Very rarely would there be an accidental pregnancy.
I suspected that it was Dennis that she was having a second relationship with. I would continue to monitor the laundry basket for other times she may have been fucking. They would turn up sporadically. Usually 3 or 4 times a week. We were having sex maybe once a week at this point due to our work schedules. I usually was only off Sundays. Stacey’s schedule was two days off usually Monday and Tuesday. I would continue to find her panties over the next month.