My best friend cheated on me.

I have many good male friends, and one of them is especially close; we see each other almost every day and have a few drinks together. My wife is very beautiful, with a large bust. Because she's very upright and can't stand anyone swearing, I never worry about her cheating. For a while, this friend of mine got drunk and told me he'd slept with another woman, even describing the details of their sex life. The more I listened, the more it sounded like my wife, so I paid attention. He talked about it frequently afterward, and I secretly observed my wife's physical characteristics and sexual movements; they matched his description perfectly. Considering the several times my wife hadn't been home, I suspected she'd slept with him. I was furious and heartbroken, but I also fantasized that they hadn't. I questioned my wife many times, but she firmly denied it, saying it was all nonsense and that she had never done anything with him. This suspicion and argument continued until our son was born. One day, after our son's one-month celebration, some friends were drinking at my house. After dinner, everyone else left, but my husband and I were still drinking. Suddenly, my wife ran out and said to my friend, "He keeps suspecting we've had sex. Tell him if we did or not." I was incredibly embarrassed and instantly believed it was over. I tried to stop my wife, but my friend's words stunned me. I don't know if he didn't understand or was doing it on purpose, but he said, "We've only done it a few times. Once, she slept at my house and we didn't have sex." I was furious. I kicked him out, smashed all the furniture, and even hit my wife when she tried to stop me. I said I felt like I had nothing left. My wife cried and said, "You still have our son," which calmed me down. Life went on, but this incident was like a thorn in my heart. We often argued about it, and my wife wouldn't back down, saying, "Let's get a divorce." But I couldn't bear to leave my child and wife, so we made do for many years. Then many things happened, and I felt like I was about to break down. I finally saw a therapist. The therapist asked me if I loved her, and I said yes! The therapist asked if I wanted a divorce, and I said no! The therapist asked if I would accept it if my wife used sex toys to masturbate, and I said of course. The therapist asked what if my wife had sex with our pet dog? I thought for a long time and said I could accept that too. It's not about feelings; she's just using it as a tool! The doctor said, "Yes, you see those people as tools, tools to make your wife feel good. But your wife still loves you. If you love your wife, make her comfortable. True love is about being open-minded and loving." I was thoughtful but still couldn't accept it. I kept going to the therapist, and gradually I stopped being angry. I developed a cuckold's mentality.

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