I am married, have a child, and everything is the best with us. And I hope, due to my own life circumstances, I will never have to write here. She would never be able to forgive betrayal - under any circumstances. And I'm not going to change either. But, oddly enough, in life I still had to constantly deal with this in the face of relatives and friends.

The first story happened long before I met my husband. I talked to a large group of people whom I had known for many years. And there was a guy among us who took care of one of my girlfriends for 3 desperate years. They once met, but something did not work out. And since then, the thought has not left him that she is his one and only, beloved woman. She was skeptical of him, closer than a meter, even as a friend she did not let him. And everyone was sure that there would never be anything between them again.

But one day I found out that he still achieved his goal. They almost immediately began to live together, in the house of her parents. Everything was fine, it developed rapidly, and after some six months he proposed to her. She agreed, but they decided to postpone the marriage a little. Every time we met with them, the smile never left their faces, they constantly looked at each other and held hands. Just the perfect love story.

Then one fine day she had to leave for Kyiv for the weekend. He couldn't go with her. And what do you think? This seemingly deeply in love and the most devoted person in the world got drunk like a beast that same day in the evening, and by some stupid accident I was left alone with him in a closed car. We were going to visit as a group. We still did not have time to approach, but by chance we met with him and his friend, whose car was, met earlier. This unfortunate driver locked us in a wheelbarrow, and he went home, supposedly for 10 minutes, to take some things.

I knew that nothing bad could happen. I have known this man for a very long time, and we have always had friendly relations. We drank a glass of beer, talked on various topics, and in the conversation I didn’t even notice how he threw his hand on my waist and leaned on his elbow. What followed was a nightmare. He molested me so fiercely, and in a state of shock I jumped all over the car from him and only shouted: “Julia (the fictitious name of his girlfriend) will find out about everything.” And he could only answer: “But Yulia is not here!”

I couldn't get out of the car. It only remained to threaten him that now I would start shouting very loudly: “Help, they are raping!”. And some company of women with children and a couple of men were sitting not far from the car, it was already dark. He, without thinking twice, seemed to calm down. Thank God the driver came very soon after that. I immediately jumped out of the car and, saying goodbye to them, ran home. I didn’t tell his girlfriend about anything, although now I understand what was needed. However, shortly after this incident, they still broke up. He was very ill, and she cooled down. “Well, serve him right,” I thought then)))

The second story was also a long time ago. On February 23, a friend invited me and my friend to visit her boyfriend. A friend then only recently broke up with a man with whom she lived for 2 years in a civil marriage. To say that Masha (a fictitious name) was very bad is to say nothing, and we just had to go to visit where her ex-husband lived not far away. In general, they drank, ate, talked. There were acquaintances and not. The last to come were two guys we didn't know, friends of the owner of the house.

One of them was a very arrogant and impudent type (let's call him Maxim). My fairly tipsy Masha almost immediately fell into a skirmish with him. They argued long and tediously with and without censorship. Somewhere in that moment I had to urgently run home, and I learned everything that followed from the words of Masha. In general, having drunk very much, she went to wash herself with cold water in order to somehow come to her senses. Without any warning, this same Maxim went into her bathroom - supposedly to talk. In general, he began to harass her, she resisted at first, and then succumbed. They had sex in another room, and by the time they finished, everyone had already left, except for the owner of the house and, accordingly, his girlfriend.

Masha and our friend went to the balcony to smoke. And then she tells Masha that this same Maxim is married, and now his wife is giving birth to his first child in the hospital, and here she is somersaulting with him. After this conversation, the two of them were “kicked out” into the street under the pretext that it was already 7 am, and no one had slept yet. We must disperse. This couple, leaving the house, went to drink a bottle of beer and talk. It turned out that he also knows Masha's ex-husband. Communicated before. As a result, this Maxim admitted himself that he was married, and said that he had never cheated on his wife in his life and was not going to. However, he would like her to become his mistress. She refused, condemning his act, and left. After, as I know, this Maxim tried to find her, to communicate. And searched through me. But nothing came of it. Here is such a vile person caught.

The third story will be shorter. About my cousin (Anya, suppose), who could not decide between the two men she fell in love with. She met both of them almost in the same month. With one she talked for a very long time, corresponded. And with another, a relationship began, and soon she moved in with him. She never stopped communicating with the first, and the second simply did not know about it.

One day they met with the first one, they just decided to chat live. We found a lot in common, liked each other, at least as people. They did not stop talking, despite the fact that she had a boyfriend (or common-law husband, if you like), and he, as it turned out, had a wife and two children. There was nothing between them until the moment when she seriously quarreled with the guy and asked this married man for a little help in order to meet and just chat. It was night, he called her a taxi to his work. And he rented a two-story office in the city center for work.

They met, talked, cried at their betrothed-mummers to each other and, in the end, slept. He was ashamed, disgusted, mentally ill after that, and so was she. Nevertheless, their meetings became more frequent and continued for at least a year. He did not want to leave his family, because he said that he loved children very much and was afraid that his wife would take them and leave. And she did not want to part with her common-law husband, as she said that she loved him. She said she loved both. In the end, it's all over. They, apparently, gathered their brains somewhere and mutually decided to stop such communication. I don’t know about his wife, but her husband never found out about anything, and now they are still together. True, the relationship in any way is not the same.

The fourth story is about my friend who changed men like gloves and cheated on each of them with her subsequent man, and all this was always explained by the fact that she really fell in love! She fell in love like this every 2-6 months. But once she came across a man (military), from whom she publicly snatched good ones in the city ... you know what. It was he who found out that when he was on business trips (short - from a week to a month), she cheated on him every time. And at least 3 people confirmed it. He was already thinking about the wedding and children with her, collecting money ... And then this!

In general, the result: publicly in the evening on an alley in the city center, he humiliated her with insults (“you are not a woman, but a fucking slut, an animal”), broke her phone, in which he found confirmation of betrayal at the same time, tore her clothes, in who she was, and pulled out a couple of hairs (he didn’t want to dirty his hands on her with a beating, but she hit him a couple of times and tried to run away, so he stopped her).

These are my life stories. Don't change your loved ones. Peace and love to all)

Recently I came across a site where people write their cheating stories. I sat there all evening and decided to collect a few that I especially liked. And if you want more stories (or want to share your own), check out this site. I warn you, you will get stuck!

“I cheated on my husband with his older brother. As a result, I divorced the younger one and became the wife of the older one. True, for this we had to move to another country.

“I recently got married and work as an accountant at a factory. One day my boss called me to his place, locked the door, forced me to drink cognac and forcibly fucked me. I'm ashamed, I don't know what to say to my husband.

“I somehow came to help my friend to help change the pipes, taking a vial with me. A friend drove off for details, and I stayed with his wife, the godmother of my children. We continued to drink, and at some point my hands were under her dressing gown. It all ended with a blowjob.



“I once cheated on my girlfriend with my cousin! Her husband called me and asked me to pick her up drunk from the bar and bring her home. There she attacked me, and I could not resist.

Sergey, 27

“My boyfriend is very jealous, because of this we constantly quarreled and almost broke up on the New Year. Then he got drunk and called me a whore. I got tired of it, and I took a bottle of whiskey and went to a friend. We reconciled the next day."

“I cheated on my boyfriend on vacation in Italy. It would seem a banal holiday romance. But the whole horror is that during the betrayal, my boyfriend was in the next room.

“The fact that I cheated on my husband after 10 years of marriage, I let slip in a dream. Apparently, in such colors she said that in the end we got divorced.

“My husband wants me to cheat on him myself. He himself chooses partners for me and we leave for the country, where he spies on us. I understand that I'm a pervert, but I love it!

“And my husband left me for another man. I don't know how to feel now."

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Cheating is always seen in a negative way, no matter what circumstances precede it. This is not surprising, because it implies lies, resentment and betrayal, destroys relationships, breaks destinies, changes the characters of people. The betrayals of the representatives of the beautiful half of humanity are especially acutely perceived - they cause contempt, misunderstanding, and condemnation. When visiting forums with women's stories about cheating on her husband, you immediately come across uncompromising accusations and insults against the author of the post. Let's leave today all the prejudices, sighs and values ​​​​familiar to us, and try to rationally look at the motives and possible consequences of adultery.

Arina Veselova, psychotherapist, family psychologist, shares real stories from her own practice about female infidelity.

Tatyana, 22 years old, married for 2 years, husband 26 years old, no children. “My husband is perfect - he will help with cleaning, he will take him to the cinema, and he will cook dinner. Fulfills all my whims, with him I'm definitely married. Sometimes he is too calm, but with my mind I understand that this is the best fit for family life (I have seen enough of passionate relationships from the outside, where you can raise your hand to your wife and offend - I definitely don’t want this). I'm graduating from college and I needed to make a big presentation of my project on the computer. I am not very friendly with technology (shame in the 21st century) at this level, so we started looking for a person who will help in this matter. The choice fell on his friend - a programmer. He has a girlfriend, I have a husband, so we all agreed to this freelance training without a shadow of a doubt. Anton (the name of the client's husband - psychologist's note) worked until late, and Kostya and I sat either with us or with him, and then my husband would join us after work. Once I came to Kostya, and he asked if I would drink beer with him, otherwise he was very tired. I agreed, but inquired just in case, maybe you need to come tomorrow, and let him rest today. He refused, assured that he just wanted to relax a little, besides, the contract is more valuable than money. We fiddled for about 20 minutes at the computer, then he began to show his pictures, turned on the music, and we started talking. On that day, the project did not go to the head, and the beer did its job. Suddenly Kostya asked if we watch adult films with Anton. I honestly answered that yes, it happens. Then he, without a second's hesitation, opened the folder and launched a video of intimate content. He just offered me, as if to his old friend, to check out the figure of a porn actress ... I did not dare to say anything and sat silently, watching the banal plot. Kostya was looking at me, I was looking at the monitor, but I could feel his breath directly. In general, the stars were so formed that everything happened to us with him. It was wild, passionate, I don't know what liberated me so - beer, film, secrecy or his assertiveness. That was our last meeting, in the case he practically did not help, but he filled me with some kind of strength, madness, fire. I feel uncomfortable in front of my beloved, but I'm not going to tell him anything. Our relationship with my spouse has strengthened, although maybe I'm just trying to make amends (I haven't figured it out yet). Would I do it again? Probably, yes, that's why that meeting was the last.

Victoria, 36 years old, married for 15 years, has two sons. “I work as a teacher, so I always devote a lot of time to my appearance. Igor (husband) approves of my desire for grooming, because I am the face of my class and I am not ashamed to become an example for growing girls. My husband is excellent - his money is in the family, I can spend my money as I like. And in everyday life an assistant, and in bed a lion, and as a father, no complaints. I never thought about betrayal, because I have no time, and I don’t want to spend energy on getting into contact, hiding what is happening. We met Vladimir in a restaurant when we celebrated the christening of the daughter of a good friend with a large company. Oh, it was hard to look away from him - big, self-confident, dressed to the nines, arrogant, but gallant. He came to dinner alone, in an expensive car, so it's no wonder that everyone devoured him with a look. Even then, the thought flashed through me that, probably, I would have changed with this, if I had considered such a prospect at all. After 2 weeks, I went on business and went to a cozy cafe in the city to drink coffee. Vova was sitting with a friend at dinner. He recognized me, immediately approached and behaved as if we had known him for a long time. He told me not to go anywhere, he would be right back. They left, but after 10 minutes he fulfilled his promise and arrived alone. We sat at a table and chatted for a long time. Volodya is a very interesting interlocutor, besides, he did not spare compliments addressed to me. I had to leave, and he directly asked when we would see each other again. I objected, because it’s one thing if the meeting happened suddenly, and the planned dates are not included in my plans, I’m still a married lady. He said “okay”, and even somewhere deep down I was upset. Two days later we ran into each other in a shopping center (I doubt it was an accident, although our town is really small). He came close to me, so that I could not breathe from his passion, and offered to leave for another city. For a day, on a business trip ... I agreed and immediately got scared! Why, why did I agree, how will I explain this to my husband and I do realize WHY I'm going there ?! “I can leave at any moment,” this thought calmed and gave strength. My husband took the news calmly, I often dangled to the regional center on business. I didn’t take the car, I said that I was going with colleagues. Yes, it was the most unforgettable 10 hours of my life. Vova has a big apartment there, so we enjoyed each other everywhere. I was fascinated and frightened by his strength and experience, such men only exist in books! He wanted to take me away from Igor, but I was not going to ruin anything. Yes, I am terribly pleased to be in the center of the universe (I feel exactly that way with him), but I cannot betray my family. Sometimes I want to tell my spouse, but I can't afford to hurt him. What about sons? They don't understand me at all...

Anya, 26 years old, married for 1 year. “My husband, Vitalik, practically does not put me in anything. Either I didn’t cook what he wanted, then in bed he wants more, then I need to gain a little weight. Infuriates! When I ask why he needs me like that, he says that he loves me very much, and there is nothing wrong with criticism. Allegedly, it is always necessary to accept comments from a loved one and a loved one with understanding, because he only wants the best for me! One evening his friends came, and he began to make fun of me in their presence. He said that I could feed sour borscht or fall asleep after the first glass of wine. It's a shame - it's not enough to say. I was so angry that I was ready to burst into tears. As a result, they got drunk, Vitalya trudged off to watch TV, and after 2 minutes he began to snore. One guy immediately went home, and the second lingered under the pretext of charging a little phone. He was so gentle, holding my hand and whispering that he would always appreciate a companion like me. We had sex right in the kitchen. I didn’t think about anything, neither about my husband, nor about betrayal, I just enjoyed it. The comrade left, and for a long time I could not sleep, I remembered his caresses. Before Vitalik, I'm not ashamed, it's my own fault. After a while (he again poked me at something), I told about what had happened, he was taken aback and did not even scream, as I expected. What will happen next, we have not yet discussed, we just parted.

Human nature is boundless in the knowledge of the unknown. Female adultery in three different variations had its own thread and led to a logical outcome. What can be said about these cases?

Different fates - different betrayals

It was not in vain that I gave examples of real betrayals of absolutely different wives - with different characters, status and attitudes of the faithful towards them. Based on the above, is it possible to conclude that betrayal occurs only when the marriage is bursting at the seams? Absolutely not!

In the first story, where the wife cheated on her husband, the suppression of hidden desires and the girl's infantilism can be traced. She is comfortable with a calm spouse, but she is secretly ready to go on an adventure with any (reliable!) passionate man. She could leave when the person said he was tired and would drink beer, or when they were distracted from the project after 20 minutes, and, of course, she should have been indignant when a friend turned on the adult video. It was not alcohol that pushed her to have rough sex with a friend of a legal companion, he only “pulled out” everything that she lacked in her own marriage to the surface. From the woman's story about her betrayal, it becomes clear that this incident brought them closer to her husband, but, nevertheless, the wrong one does not exclude the fact of a second incident. In this key wording lies the wrong attitude of Tatiana to the family. What was the provoking factor - an unsuccessful parental example, the distortion of family values ​​​​through authoritative people / books / films, previous bitter experience, is still unknown, but it is obvious that relationships in such torment will not last long.

Infantilism lies precisely in ignoring or hushing up their problems. The replacement of unsatisfied desires will never bring true pleasure. Learn to speak out your desires, overcome barriers and get rid of existing clamps.

The story, where an adult woman cheated on her husband with an influential person, only says that she loves to be in the spotlight, to feel that he is ready to put the whole world at her feet. Of course, each of us likes it, we love with our eyes and appreciate people by their actions. But after all, the husband also did things - he helped, drove to restaurants, was a wonderful lover and a caring father. Why did he fade into the background?

We all need a second wind sometimes. Who and where finds it depends only on our inner content. Apparently for Victoria, Vladimir just became that very second wind, youth, flirting, unbridledness. But with her mind, she understood that the family, the system that had been created for a long time, should not be destroyed. In such cases, a serious intrapersonal conflict develops, which, if not resolved, will end in severe depression, which can develop into chronic neurasthenia.

Tip: In the case of a conflicting desired and actual, you need to understand yourself in order to understand and accept your true motives. Do not be afraid to seek help from a specialist, so you will have a chance to remain not only happy, but also a psychologically healthy person.

As for the story where the wife tells her husband about how she cheated on him, everything is obvious there - the girl is ruled by unwillingness to continue further relationships. This can be veiled by various subtexts - click on his nose (they say, look, you make fun of me, and someone caresses), hurt (you like this, and I like this for you), etc. But the main idea of ​​​​this story - Awareness of a failed marriage. I, as a specialist, usually fight for my family, if there is something to save. In this story, where the wife gave herself to another with her husband (even if sleeping), there is, unfortunately, nothing to fight for. Incompatibility of temperaments, disrespect, frustration, disagreement, mismatch of moral values, unwillingness to accept oneself and each other, work on oneself, deny one's mistakes, and so on - a bad basis for a happy union.

Can a husband be blamed for cheating on his wife? Indirectly, yes. But “I deceived you because you let me down” sounds somehow ridiculous, you must agree. Usually, I say that it’s good when such relationships end at a stage where the spouses still have nothing to share or the bitter realization has not come that you lived half your life somehow, not as you dreamed.

What can be said about female infidelity? Are they as weak, driven and defenseless as they seem? Of course not! We are endowed with natural strength, dexterity and intuition, we always know exactly where we are going and how our road will end. We are wise, therefore it would be wrong and incorrect to write off carnal pleasures on a combination of circumstances. Women are not hostages of the situation - that's a fact.

There are, for example, in my practice, and non-standard infidelity of the wife from the stories of eyewitnesses, where these eyewitnesses, in fact, are the husbands. It was with their consent that the sexual intercourse of the spouse and the person took place, which was carefully selected by the missus. Can this be called a change? No, it can rather be called the diversity of the sexual life of two adult, mature partners. Here, no one suppresses, does not force, does not blackmail anyone. Everyone saves their marriage and feeds their feelings exactly the way they want and feel. If this does not cause the other half of discomfort, moral trauma, pain and other negative emotions - why not?

In all the stories "How I cheated on my husband" you can see the unique story of each woman, not like the rest. There is only one conclusion to such stories - betrayal does not save from pain, does not rehabilitate relationships, does not glue families together, does not replace love. Cheating makes you feel guilty, corners, hurts, destroys. If you are experiencing dissatisfaction in marriage, do not rush to dive into the arms of another. I assure you, you will get a lot more problems than before! Someone else's bed nourishes illusions, but usually ends in emptiness. Be happy!

Girls, hello everyone. I'll tell you very briefly. I cheated on my husband, cheated, and even out loud it's scary to tell someone about it. The other day, a friend (she is family) invited her and her husband to visit her, her youngest son turned 5 years old. We gladly accepted the offer, bought a gift for the child and came. (My husband and I have no children). At the moment, her brother moved in with her friend (they have a 4-room apartment). I saw my brother for the second time in my life, but I knew him for more than a year. Brother, a pleasant, sociable person, we immediately found a common language with him. My husband talked more with the husband of a friend, and I chatted with my brother. Naturally, we drank, at the end of the evening, my husband completely relaxed (he rarely drinks) and we took him to bed, there were four of us, soon my friend's husband went to bed, and then she. My brother and I continued to communicate, drank, laughed, and then I notice that he is stroking my hand. I pulled back, went to the balcony, he followed me. I'll digress a little and say the main thing. My friend's brother is my type, every woman has her own type of men that she likes. I like tall brunettes with brown eyes. And the facial features are just the way I like them. In my youth, I had a serious affair with a guy, and my friend's brother turned out to be a copy of him, even in communication. My husband, in no way fits the type that I like, but he took me by his actions, and now for me the most dear person. And I betrayed him. So, back to the story, he followed me to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and hugged me. And I did not resist, I felt so good. So calm, so warm. And even the thought that her beloved husband was sleeping in the room did not prevent this. He kissed, I answered, it is so indescribable, like when you wait for something for a long time, and it happens. He smoked, we returned to the room, turned on the movie and continued to kiss. And then everything happened. Then he hugged me, I said that I needed to go to my husband's room, otherwise we would fall asleep. I spent the night in a room with my husband. Waking up in the morning, I recalled all the moments with a shudder in my body (and I still remember) and I was not even ashamed, but when my husband began to hug me and kiss me with such love, I burst into tears. He says: What are you? And I cry and I can’t answer, I referred to a headache. We left. The next day, we had to visit a friend on business (she and her husband don’t know anything), my brother wasn’t there, he came later, and the game of peepers began. He smiles enigmatically. Girls, you know what's the worst? I want him again (this is not uterine rabies), I just want this particular person, exactly his touch, not even sex, but just him. But I will not leave my husband in any case, even if there was an opportunity to be with my friend's brother. I won't tell my husband anything. I just want to hear an opinion, I thought this could not happen to me ...