So a few months ago I got a promotion at work and one of the guys training me for my new job kept talking about how frustrated he was in his relationship. Trying not to get dragged into things, I would always offer a response about how happy I am in mine. I have been with my boyfriend for nearly 4 years - I have a 10 year old son from a previous relationship and my boyfriend has been an amazing father figure. My boyfriend is also quite adept at providing well for us and the only reason I even work is so that I can still feel independant and not like I rely on him for everything.
So as it turns out, after months of listening to my trainer's complaints and offering positive advice, I actually started to find myself feeling sorry for him - and burdened to help him. I started telling him that he's a great guy and will get through this. I let him text me after work and work respond in kind - just casual support and light flirting. Well, this eventually grew into heavy flirting and us going out after work.
For the last two weeks, whle my boyfriend picks my son up from school, cleans the house and gets dinner ready, I have been going out to bars, clubs and restaurants with my trainer - full on dates, in fact. We laugh, we make out, we drink and then go home - nothing more. Sometimes my boyfriend asks where I am at, and I tell him honestly "at a restaurant" or "getting drinks". He might ask, with friends or for work and I tell him with my boss and he lets it be.
Things seemed like it was all good fun until it got a little more heated this Monday. I was out having drinks with my trainer and I noticed a text from my boyfriend saying he was running to the store to get supplies for a school project he was working on with my son. It was about 6pm and I told him that I would be home soon. He said to take my time because this was going to be an all night thing, going to different stores for the stuff they needed. When my trainer asked what was going on, I told him and he asked if we could go back to my place. For whatever reason, I agreed and he came home with me.
When we pulled up to my house, I saw my boyfriend's car was out front and I started to panic. But since my trainer just pulled up and parked behind me, I felt pressured to at least stop in and make introductions, so as not to appear suspicious. We went inside and I called out to my family from the hall saying I was home. They yelled down the hall that they were putting something together and would be out in a few minutes when they finished.
Hearing this, my trainer started kissing my neck and feeling me up. It was only moments before I was too turned on to think. He sat on the couch in the living room and I started giving him a blowjob right there in the open. Within minutes he came in my mouth and as he was zipping up, I heard my family coming out of the room. Praying that my hair and clothes weren't too messed up, they came around the corner together. As my son ran over and hugged me, my boyfriend leaned in for a kiss. Just before he made contact, he noticed the man on the couch and instead kissed my lips lightly before saying hello.
I introduced them and my boyfriend apologized, saying that he couldn't stick around and visit, because they had so much work left to finish on the project. I made a face of regret and was about to explain that my trainer was just leaving, when my son said they were going out to the store again for more supplies. My boyfriend gave another quick kiss and explained they would be back before long.
I couldn't believe it, but now I was home with my trainer, the house to ourselves and so turned on. We went back to the bedroom when we immediately started making out and stripping down. We made love in a dozen different positions and I couldn't believe how turned on I was. I kept begging for more and screaming every time I came. He asked me to tell him how I wanted it and to beg him to finish in me. I can't remember the last time I said such dirty things and I was loving every minute of it. I screamed for him to cum inside me and he was more than happy to do so.
As we lay back on the bed, I realized almost a full hour had passed and I rushed to get dressed again. We hurried to get our clothes back on and make the bed back to how it was. As I was rushing him out the door and he ran to his car, it was only then I realized that his car was blocking the driveway and my boyfriend and son never left. My heart sank like never before and I wanted to explode into tears and dissapear. All I could thinkg about was everything I said - everything they heard!
I went back down the hall with weak knees and entered my son's room to find them both in there - none the wiser to my actions. They were on my boyfriend's laptop watching some science show with headphones on. I called to them, but neither even acknowledge my voice. I tapped my boyfriend's shoulder and he said they couldn't leave because they were blocked in, so they came online to find a different approach. I asked why he didn't just tell me he needed the cars moved and his only reply was he didn't want to interrupt my meeting with my boss.
I told him we were finished for the night and he helped get my son ready for bed. We met back in the bedroom that night and he questioned how much longer this was going to go on for. I felt like he knew everything, but I still asked what. He said the training - how long until I got back to regular hours again because he was missing me. I told him a few more weeks and that everything was going good. I told him not to miss me and that I would always be here for him every night at bedtime.
I still felt like I should say something about what happened, but my boyrfriend didn't seem to have a clue. I figured the only way was to make it still more obvious. So I seduced him, right there in the same bed in which I was cheating on him not even an hour ago. We made out, he went down on me and we made love - and not once did he say or do anything to let on that he knew. Either my boyfriend is extremely forgiving and just wanted to move past this, or he really didn't suspect a thing.
I know I have to come clean and tell him - but will he admit to already knowing, or will it break his heart? Any suggestions on how to come clean with my boyfriend? I already know what I did was wrong - I just don't know how to tell him what he deserves to know.