Chapter 1: The Perfect Husband

Last weekend, a woman performed oral sex on my husband within the privacy of our home. Through the window of our guest room I watched as Eric repeatedly thrust his… penis… in and out of the kneeling woman’s parted red lips. It didn’t seem real, as if I was performing in some sordid pornographic movie in which I was cast in a minor role.

My husband’s betrayal devastated me. It came as such a terrible shock, even more so because I trusted him completely. We were happily married, or so I thought, for over nine years. Eric was by my side when I gave birth to our two children. He’s always been a wonderful Father to our girls and a good husband to me. How could this happen? Why did he do this to our family?

As far as I knew Eric had been faithful to me throughout college, medical school and during his years of residency. When he was hired at UCLA as an attending physician after finishing his fellowship we were both so excited. With the increase in salary we were able to buy a lovely property in Bel Air just north of the university to raise our children in a nice neighborhood and in the best school district. I thought we were happy in our new home. Our family and friends always considered Eric to be the perfect husband. Every day he tells me how much he loves me.

I didn’t think we were having any problems in our sexual relationship. I know sex is a very important, perhaps for all men but especially for Eric. It’s hard to find time to be intimate with our children needing so much of our attention, but I thought we were doing fine in that department. When we did manage to be alone we were very passionate with each other, as husband and wife. Up until the moment I caught him cheating, Eric had always been an extremely honest person. I had no idea why he would suddenly decide to ruin the sanctity of our home and the life we’d built together. Never in my life had I thought he would ever be unfaithful. It was as though my husband had taken one of his scalpels and cut me deep inside. As I’m sure you can understand I was upset and hurt by what I saw, not to mention very angry at Eric.

I stood outside the window watching through the blinds in stunned silence as the woman sucked and sucked on his penis. I wanted to run back into the house, but like driving by a car wreck, I couldn’t look away. Eventually Eric could no longer hold back and… ejaculated… inside the woman’s mouth. Then, immediately after the woman swallowed his semen, something else… something even more unspeakable happened. Eric picked up a sharp surgical instrument on the bedside table and made a small incision on his bare chest right above his heart. The woman proceeded to kiss the area, voraciously licking and swallowing the droplets of blood as they dripped down his torso from the open wound.

Why would my husband, a respected physician, allow her to do such a perverted thing to him? Did the woman with the fake boobs have some kind of sick obsession with his blood? It was horrible and disgusting to watch, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the nude, slutty woman, licking and swallowing the blood from the fresh cut on my husband’s skin.

It’s hard for me to clearly convey what I felt at that particular moment. All I can say is watching the woman swallow the semen and then the blood of my husband… changed me, somehow. Of course it altered the course of my life and marriage, but that’s not what I mean. What I witnessed radically changed the chemistry of who I am… from the inside.

Until now, I’ve told no one about my husband’s infidelity. Perhaps it would’ve been best to take these secrets to the grave. I apologize in advance if what you are about to read offends you. It was never my intention to tell this story to anyone, but I feel compelled to reveal what has happened… what is happening… to me. The events which I am about to describe to you are true…