If you read my other GWstories posts, you’ll get a bit of a sense for history, but to sum it up, about 7 years ago I got caught after cheating on my wife. It was an absolutely destructive time and there was a lot of work to do. About six months after everything came out, we went on a family vacation with my sister’s family and my mother to a little surf town near Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. My mother, in a fit of generosity, VRBO’d a house that was like something out of Beyonce’s instagram account. I’ve never stayed somewhere so incredible. Open air, with an infinity pool right next to the kitchen overlooking the ocean. It was bougie, we’ll just leave it at that.
As a little backstory, my wife and I had a decent sex life. It was nothing wild and crazy, and certainly didn’t hold a candle to some of the stories here in this subreddit. But it was just fine. Once our kids came along, it seemed like the list of things that were off limits expanded. Doggystyle? out. Nipples and breasts? out. Anal? Definitely out (it always has been). Deep kissing? out. Fingering? out. Oral? Out. You get the picture, things were enjoyable if not pretty vanilla. And while it’s not an excuse in any way, shape, or form, I think the vanilla-ness didn’t help when it came to me cheating. (again, not making excuses!)