The Affair With My Wife’s Best Friend Part 4 (Ending) [MF] [cheating]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8c5cfk/the_affair_with_my_wifes_best_friend_mf_cheating/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8cc898/the_affair_with_my_wifes_best_friend_part_2_mf/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8ckdld/the_affair_with_my_wifes_best_friend_part_3_mf/)

Just a quick disclaimer: This post serves as the ending to the story and includes less sex and more details as I try to wrap everything up. If I miss a detail or didn’t answer a question you might have had, feel free to leave it in the comments and I’ll do my best to answer. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading as much as I’ve enjoyed sharing. Thanks!

Over the next seven months, things between Kaley and I escalated quickly while my marriage with Andrea started to decay. Now that the non-profit I dealt with partnered with another organization in the city, it was easy to go there without suspicion, and I began traveling to see Kaley on a more regular basis. Despite knowing the consequences of our actions and the inevitable outcome, it didn’t stop us from moving forward. Kaley and I were fully engaged in an extramarital relationship.

Like a newly discovered drug, Kaley had me hooked the moment she entered my system, and I now found her more attractive than I ever had previously. It wasn’t just her physical appearance, although I was quite attracted to that too; it was the life she brought with her that kept me engaged. Each time we met, our connection would deepen and what started as lustful desire morphed into more complex emotions that tasted a different life—a life unlike the one I had been living.

Growing up in a suburban community with career-oriented parents set me up for much of the same cut and dry life. My parents didn’t believe in risk or dreams, only what was guaranteed. Which is part of the reason why I married Andrea so quickly after I graduated college. She was a safe choice. A model trophy wife who was on her way to becoming a successful medical professional and what my parents imagined and expected their only son to marry. Much like my parents, Andrea didn’t believe in anything that wasn’t tangible. I guess that’s the mind of a surgeon—if they can’t cut it open, dissect it and examine any and all potential weaknesses, then it isn’t real. Although I do believe Andrea loved me, I was her safe choice—an aspiring lawyer who could provide enough to support her while she finished medical school and her residency.

Kaley represented everything I was raised to be against. Aside from her job as a registered nurse, nothing about her life was cut and dry. She had no routine and was the very definition of spontaneous. Having found her place among a group of urban millennials who sought after the next new and exciting thing, she introduced me to a life I never knew before. She was progressive, organic, and represented everything new to me. She was a breath of fresh air.

It was the definitive reasoning behind my need for her. It wasn’t the fantastic sex we had, but the change in my mundane, routine life that I craved. The night I confessed all of this to Kaley was the first time she begged me to leave Andrea and move to the city with her. It was at that moment I knew we had passed the point of a simple affair, and a choice had to be made between the two lives I was now living. My heart and mind knew I had already chosen Kaley. Even if I decided on Andrea, our marriage was over the moment she found out about the affair which would happen sooner or later. Kaley, at least, represented a different life and an opportunity to start over.

Over those seven months, Andrea and I became more and more distant from one another. I was no longer going out of my way to show her affection and me being away from home as much as I was took its toll on her. When I was home, our conversations were short and often included unnecessary friction between us. Hating the new dynamic in our relationship, I thought of just spontaneously telling her I was cheating on multiple occasions but ultimately shied away from the idea knowing the devastation it would bring.

In the end, the choice was made for me–sixteen months after the first encounter with Kaley.

While visiting Kaley, I received a call from my client requesting that I come in to be part of a series of meetings they were having the next day. I couldn’t refuse, and although I had planned to stay with Kaley for another night, I reluctantly made the three-hour drive back to my hometown. Since it was all last minute, I hadn’t told Andrea that I was on my way back. I didn’t think it would make much of a difference given the nature of our relationship recently.

It was dark when I arrived home, and only a few lights were left on in the house. The dishwasher was running in the background, drowning out any other sounds in the house. My initial thought was that Andrea must have already gone to bed since there didn’t seem to be any additional signs of activity. I took my things and started toward the bedroom. As I approached, I noticed there was still light coming from under the door so I knew she had to be awake; but as I neared the entry, that’s when I heard the first soft, faint moan come from the other side.

My heart sunk and a wave of bewilderment swept over me. I tried not to jump to any conclusions, but my mind knew better as I now found myself in the same situation I had been trying to avoid with Andrea. My initial thought was one of disbelief. It couldn’t be what I thought—Andrea wouldn’t do something like this. Then again, who was I to do decide what she was capable of? Who was I to question her morality?

I placed my hand on the doorknob. I hesitated to turn it, not wanting to face what was on the other side. There was a small entry that divided the door from the rest of the room and blocked the entrance from the view of the bed, making it easy to open the door without being noticed. Immediately, the intense sounds of my wife being fucked filled the air as the door crept open. I froze at the initial confirmation of my suspicions. I couldn’t believe it to be true, let alone unfolding in this way. Knowing I had protection from view, I quietly entered and closed the door behind me. I leaned against the wall and listened as a stranger’s body slammed against my wife. I contemplated the irony of the situation in which I now found myself.

At that moment, I felt nothing. There was no anger, sadness, or disappointment. In fact, I couldn’t be angry at Andrea, nor could I be sad or disappointed. I couldn’t blame her for what was happening. It was on me. All of it was on me. I wasn’t going to confront her, not now; and if I did, it would be with me coming clean about Kaley. As I was about to turn and leave, Andrea and her partner stopped, and for the first time, I heard his voice followed by her laugh. At that moment, curiosity got the best of me. I needed to see who it was she replaced me with. I waited until it sounded like they started again before I carefully began to peek around the divide.

Andrea’s back was to me, and all I could see was her ass riding his cock as her hair flowed with each movement across her tan, bare back. She blocked my view of him, keeping me from finding out who the mystery lover was. I stood with my head barely around the corner and watched as my wife fucked another man. The feeling of watching your wife be with another man is an indescribable feeling, especially for me as I had no justified reason to be angry and upset. What was even more strange was how aroused I felt watching them. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of them—off of her. She leaned down and covered him up and engaged in a kiss, and doing so exposed more of her ass and her pussy as his penis slid in and out of her. My eyes couldn’t break away from the sight.

The one thing I didn’t anticipate was the mirror behind our bed, and as Andrea raised up once more, she froze midway. Her lover quickly realized her pause and asked what was wrong. She didn’t respond to his initial inquiry, but as he asked again, she snapped back to him and quickly said, “nothing,” as she continued to move her hips. At that point, I looked into the mirror to see Andrea staring back at me. Getting lost in the moment, I neglected to keep myself adequately hidden.

Immediately, I felt cold as Andrea’s piercing blue eyes made contact with mine. But she didn’t react to my presence. Instead, she stared at me as she continued to ride her lover. Her moans were now louder and more dramatic and her face animated in response to her pleasure; yet, she continued to look my direction. It was then I realized that she wanted me to watch. She wanted me to see her get fucked by another man. And then I realized why: she knew about the affair.

I didn’t stay to watch them finish. Feeling empty, yet relieved, I ventured out of the room and left the house. I got in my car and sat for a moment and questioned if what I had seen was real. Was I dreaming? It all felt so surreal. I couldn’t shake the image of Andrea’s face staring back at me through the mirror. It was hard knowing that this was the end. In a way, I felt broken. In another, immense relief. I started my car and drove away.

In the days and week following, the details of the affair on both our ends came to light. To this day, I don’t know how Andrea initially found out. She claimed someone tipped her off, but would never say who it was. I had my suspicions, up to and including Kaley, but nothing was ever confirmed. She said she knew not long after I began frequenting the city, but never had the courage to confront me. Instead, she found solace in someone at the hospital, who was the mystery man she was with that night. She had been seeing him for two months prior. When I asked why she didn’t stop that night when she saw me standing in the bedroom, she replied: “Because I wanted you to know what it felt like to be on the other side.”

The divorce was relatively mild and happened quickly. We were both ready to move on with our lives. Andrea finished her residency out in the same hospital, but eventually moved to another state to pursue a better job opportunity where last I heard, she was engaged to another surgeon. I haven’t seen or spoken to her since we finalized the divorce.

The emotional toll of the discovery and divorce affected all of us, including Kaley. Once everything came out, Kaley felt an extreme about of guilt and even distanced herself from me as a result. I ended up moving to the city anyway since Andrea took the house, and I didn’t give up on Kaley. As horrible as the affair was, I knew that she was the one I wanted to be with, and a few months later, Kaley came back around, and we ended up moving in together not long after. We’re still happily together today.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8cupeg/the_affair_with_my_wifes_best_friend_part_4

38 comments on “The Affair With My Wife’s Best Friend Part 4 (Ending) [MF] [cheating]

  1. Wow. I didn’t expect it to end this way. I guess this is real life. Good luck man.

  2. Gotta say man, probably the best series I’ve ever read on this sub. Nice to see some talent here!

  3. It sounds sad how it ended but you know in your heart Kaley was who you were gonna be with. So it was for the better, but damn its crazy how women always know something, even if you’re super careful.

  4. Really good story, I liked that you dwelled a bit on the emotional side and not all sex from start to finish.

    But two questions, do you think that she really knew about your affair? The reason I’m asking is that if she wanted you to find out she would have had the guy over the night that you were supposed to arrive back at home, not the night before and; did she let on that she was seeing somebody in the two months prior to you catching her?

    I’m wondering if you didn’t just good old fashioned caught her in the act and when you confessed your affair she seized it to justify her affair.

    I don’t think my wife would wait 7 months before confronting me with a supposed illicit affair. She’d be all over me like a bad rash straight away. Claiming that she knew about it for 7 months without saying anything about it…

  5. Sorry for how things turned out the way they did but great story, I knew I’d like it since part 1

  6. Obviously Andrea and Kayley were no longer friends after the fact. But did Andrea ever confront or just talk to Kayley about why or how it had happened? Or did she just not want anything to do with her?

  7. Best thing I have read here since the guy with the bitchy roommate or the vegas trip with Shelby.

  8. Sorry how things turned out. you write very well, kept me hooked….at least you didn’t have kids that just makes things more difficult.

    do you and Kayley still talk or was the thrill gone after the risk was gone?

  9. I still believe this is fiction. I hope so. Regardless, it’s very well written and had an interesting twist.

  10. Considering how aroused you felt seeing Andrea with another guy, have you ever explored sharing with Kaley?

  11. HOW LONg have you been with kayley? Great story !!!!it was so deep and real!!!

  12. Truly this was an amazing story. I had seen your first post pop up the other day and made a reminder to read it when I finally got some downtime, and tonight I was able to read it all to the end.

    It’s one of the best-written stories I’ve encountered here, and in the end I’m so happy you ended up with Kaley. It really seemed as though she was whom you were destined to be with. It’s just too bad that you had to go through a divorce in order to find that out.

    Thank you so much for sharing this with us.

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