Cheating brides and fiancees

I was shopping last year and saw the ex-husband of my wife's best friend. We talked for a few minutes and then he confessed knowing something about my wife. He said he felt badly not telling me but didn't want to anger his (then) wife. I wanted to know. He said ten years ago when the girls flew to Las Vegas for their friend's bachelorette weekend, my wife spent the night with some men she'd met at the hotel. "How do you know this?" Carl said, "Because my wife was there, too." I could feel my heart pound in anger. Carl continued to tell me how our wives found a bachelor party. And the men were all black. His wife confessed to kissing one of the men and claims she left after he reached up her dress. My wife, on the other hand opted to stay. I asked Carl how many men were there. He shrugged and said he didn't know. I could tell he was holding back and I stared until he replied. "A few." In other words, a lot . "Yes, more than a few." I was seething but held back and thanked him for telling me. We parted ways and I rehearsed my lines when I confront my wife. I remember she was badly bruised when she returned from that trip. It wasn't from getting fall-down drunk as she claimed. She'd been manhandled. By the time I got home I'd decided it was water under the bridge. I had nothing to say. She could admit it and then what? Case closed
 
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