Let me start by saying that I was faithful to my wife for all the years prior to our separation (and even for a couple of the years during our separation).
We were separated for several years, but we're back together now. Since our reunion, I have resisted the urge to cheat with women--even when the opportunity was, literally, right in my hand. I have, however, taken two opportunities to cheat with men. I believe that somehow I rationalized that a bj with another guy was not cheating (please, let's not talk about Clinton). My enjoyment was minimal (actually, the last time, which was this morning, I didn't enjoy at all) and am wondering if my sexual desire has down-shifted or if my conscience is getting the better of me. I really love my wife and I'm feeling like crap for what I've done.
Except for venting, I really don't know what I expect to get from this post. I would probably say that one is supposed to feel like crap after cheating on one's spouse. The bigger problem is this: even though I didn't really enjoy it, I feel like I would do it again (not necessarily with a man).
Well, I put myself out there, so I'm prepared for the attack.
We were separated for several years, but we're back together now. Since our reunion, I have resisted the urge to cheat with women--even when the opportunity was, literally, right in my hand. I have, however, taken two opportunities to cheat with men. I believe that somehow I rationalized that a bj with another guy was not cheating (please, let's not talk about Clinton). My enjoyment was minimal (actually, the last time, which was this morning, I didn't enjoy at all) and am wondering if my sexual desire has down-shifted or if my conscience is getting the better of me. I really love my wife and I'm feeling like crap for what I've done.
Except for venting, I really don't know what I expect to get from this post. I would probably say that one is supposed to feel like crap after cheating on one's spouse. The bigger problem is this: even though I didn't really enjoy it, I feel like I would do it again (not necessarily with a man).
Well, I put myself out there, so I'm prepared for the attack.