My Wife Is an Offline Sleep Therapist, Helping Insomniacs Fall Asleep
Chapter 2
In that moment, my sanity crumbled. Every nerve felt like it was on fire.
A deafening ringing in my ears made it impossible to think. Every inch of my anger was mixed with humiliation - I'd been made a cuckold!
I scoured the video but still couldn't make out the other man's face.
But the evidence of my wife's infidelity was irrefutable.
How else could I explain her wanton, debauched behavior in the video? That enthusiastic, frenzied performance.
I had to find this man. I decided to start by contacting the person who posted the video.
I created a new account and sent him a friend request.
Luckily, he accepted quickly.
To avoid suspicion, I pretended to be a sleazy guy thinking with his lower half. I eagerly asked: "Bro, where'd you get this video? It's got me all worked up, I can't take it."
He was silent for a few seconds, seemingly testing me: "Why do you want to know?"
I could tell he was wary, so I gritted my teeth and sent a big cash gift, saying: "Come on man, this sexy lady's got me going crazy. I can't help myself, please!"
After getting the money, he loosened up and became friendly: "Well since you're so sincere, I'd hate to leave a brother hanging."
Then he sent me several more videos, each one more explicit and graphic than the last. The man and woman's faces were still hidden, but the body, the movements... every detail confirmed it was my wife.
My mind went blank, filled with endless humiliation. It felt like countless little people were mocking me.
I felt both ridiculous and pathetic.
In all our years of marriage, my wife had never been this passionate with me. She was always cold in bed, hardly ever initiating.
Whenever I tried to initiate, she'd always say she was too tired or change the subject. Even when she agreed, she'd just lie there like a dead fish in our dark bedroom.
I always thought she was just shy or not that interested in sex.
But now, the truth before my eyes told me otherwise - she wasn't frigid or reserved. She just couldn't let loose with me. With another man, she could be this uninhibited, like a completely different person.
I silently lit a cigarette, trying to calm myself down.
Even though it was all hard to accept, the most important thing now was finding out who the other man was.