My wife can say I cheated on her. I fell in live with another woman. I gave my heart body and soul to someone else. I failed as a husband.
I did not cheat on the WIL. She owns me completely. Even though I physically failed to remain faithful those are meaningless moments of weakness. I would die for the WIL. I told her she could cut my dick off and keep it in a jar. I don’t need it or want it unless it is to be with her. When I was with other people I was a stupid kid left alone with a loaded gun. I was hopelessly doomed to fail from biological urges. But those ego strokes only validated further I was giving the WIL the best version of me. I don’t doubt she was physically with other people when we were together. She alluded to as much when we last were together. I just never ever want to talk about it. That is not a conversation I can have. We are frail. Broken and human. I am her sole possession for all eternity