Both Cheated
Language: en
My husband and I both cheated. He was for real. I was too. The only difference was, he did it willingly. I was forced. The night his affair with his little ingenue was exposed, he got me drunk, stripped me naked, and placed me in a stranger’s bed. He arranged my body in a series of humiliating positions, all to stage the perfect photo of my “infidelity.” Our respective “cheating” photos were leaked back-to-back. His a sordid affair, mine a scandalous betrayal. The public outcry over his mistress was instantly neutralized. A wave of nausea so profound it made me gag. My skin was covered in…