Where to begin...
It's quite intimidating getting started on this writing project! Even though I stopped feeling guilty a long time ago, I suppose I'm overwhelmed by the amount of information I will need to cover, in order to tell you everything.
Starting at the very beginning seems to make the most sense, but first I'll introduce myself, then we will get right into it. My name is Kristen (alias), and I have been happily married to my husband Rob (alias) for fifteen years. This series will be the only place that I ever confess publicly, that I've been cheating on Rob for around 20 years, for the entire duration of our relationship. I strongly believe that nobody who knows us IRL is ever going to find out about this, and I'd like to keep it that way, I'm good at keeping a secret. All names I provide will be aliases and I will also be keeping our location information vague, but I will provide you as much information as I can.
Rob and I are currently both 39 years old, and he is the only long-term relationship that I've ever had. I've always thought that it's nice to be with someone the same age as me, he understands all of my jokes and references, we are great together. Rob was my highschool sweetheart, he was the first man I ever dated seriously, besides the usual innocent early experimenting like kissing someone on a dare lol.
We were dating before this, but, things took a bit of a turn the year after we graduated high school. Rob had just turned 19 and I was 18 at the time (sounds cliche but it's true), my birthday was later in the year. Rob and I had been having sex less frequently in the months leading up to our graduation, I remember that during the summer of that year, the most recent time I had sex with Rob was on our two year anniversary which was in March, so it would have been at least three months that had passed since then. In those three months there had been a lot of opportunities for us to be intimate that had been missed, in my opinion, and I was feeling disappointed.
The first of these missed opportunities was at Rob's birthday (late April), it had already been a month since we fucked on our anniversary and I was hoping that having some fun with friends was going to rekindle the spark. We spent a long weekend evening at a friend's house party which he had organized for Rob as a surprise (I had been tasked with making sure he didn't make other plans that evening). Everyone was having a lot of fun but at the end of the night Rob was asleep early, he claimed he was stressed and overworked preparing for our exams, which made sense.