I have previously written about how my wife came home early from the family Christmas things for work and to spend some time with her boyfriend.

So this is about how it went after I got home.

When i got home she came outside and hugged the kids, when it got to me I reached out to her and I hugged her, but she didn't hug back. I have to admit it made me panic. But kids around we couldn't talk.

Over the evening she relaxed a bit and we were all joking around.

Once the kids were down for the night I sat next to her and asked her what was going on, fearing the worst, that she couldn't do this and was leaving me again.

She felt guilty. Guilty that she loves me but isn't attracted to me. Guilty that we were trying to work through everything but the instant she had a moment to her self that she was back with him. Guilty that we couldn't be "just a normal couple"

I assured her that I loved her and it was okay, I knew what I was signing up for, and that I just wanted her to be happy.

Not long after we went to bed, I made a joke about the fact she had changed the sheets. I was looking forward to sleeping on the sheets that they had been fucking on all weekend. She laughed and assured me it wasn't all weekend, she did come home early for work, and he could only get away from his wife for a short time.

We went to bed with her still being a bit distant and me assuring her that it was okay.

She told me she wasn't comfortable giving me details like I was wanting, but to give her time to get more comfortable with that idea.

I cuddled her all night long, after she was asleep I rolled over and delt with the pent up frustration that I hadn't been game to deal with all the time we were apart. Afterwards I rolled back and felt the exact same way, there was no post nut clarity. I loved her and knew that we were in a good spot.

So today I'm going out to get her something to commemorate our new lifestyle, thinking a necklace with an opal pendant, always been her favourite.