The husband is 29 years old, and I am 26.
The husband works in sales for a major food manufacturer, and I am a public servant in a dual-income marriage.
We are in our second year of marriage and have been living happily together.
However, our ordinary life started to change little by little a year ago.
We always take the same train together, with the husband getting off first, and I get off about 30 minutes later. One day, as we boarded the train, a man approached the husband and started talking to him.
"Long time no see!"
The husband was surprised!
"Is that you, John? Weren't you in Chicago?"
"I got transferred back here. I'll be around for a while, so let's catch up!"
He was someone who attended our wedding, so I greeted him, and from then on, our commute changed from two to three people.
It turns out he lives near us and gets off at the same station as I do, which was a bit surprising!
However, I am not very outgoing and tend to be shy and quiet, so I didn't talk much. Mostly, the husband and John would chat about their favorite soccer team or some trivial matters, and after the husband got off, I would occasionally engage in small talk.
One day, I found myself sandwiched between the husband and John, who were talking over me.
I occasionally felt a strange sensation on my backside, as if someone was touching me!
John was behind me, but I thought it might be a misunderstanding, and he was the husband's friend...
I felt awkward and couldn't say anything, so I endured it.
Eventually, it became clear that I was being groped.
(What should I do? If I say "Stop it!" he's the husband's friend, and it would be awkward.)
While I was thinking about this, we arrived at the husband's station, where passengers exchanged places. The husband waved lightly and got off, and new passengers boarded.
At that moment, John took my hand and led me to the far end of the train.
I followed him without saying anything.
Once we settled, John and I were facing each other, embracing, with his hands on my back and bottom, holding me tightly.
I was so embarrassed that I couldn't say anything!
What should I do!
From the outside, it must have looked like a couple embracing!
His hand on my bottom was gently caressing, and for some reason, it felt good...
From then on, it became a daily routine. After the husband got off, John and I would move to the back and embrace until I got off...
It was just a light affair on the train!
I started to think of it that way when I discovered the husband's infidelity.
The trigger was the husband's late returns and increased nights saying, "I missed the train, so I'm staying at a colleague's house." One day, when the husband came home quite drunk, I peeked at his smartphone.
It was fingerprint-locked, so I used his finger while he was asleep to unlock it!
Inside, I found erotic messages exchanged with a woman and photos taken at a hotel!
I transferred what I could to my phone and thought about what to do, but since I had evidence, I decided to wait and see for a while.
The next day's train.
After the husband got off and it was just John and me, he usually only touched me over my skirt, but I was upset about the husband's infidelity and wanted him to touch me properly today. I discreetly lifted my skirt and guided John's hand inside.
When John's hand slipped inside my underwear, I shivered, thinking, (If the husband is cheating, then I can too!) I was half in a reckless mood.
From that day on, we started meeting after work and embracing at a hotel more often.
I told the husband it was a "girls' night out with colleagues," and he didn't seem suspicious.
A month ago, the husband was assigned to a long-term business trip to China, and he is there now.
He will return in two months, and sometimes he calls, but since we don't have a landline, he calls my smartphone.
Naturally, I am staying at John's house.
I come home early every day, and we make love every night.
Then, the other day, while John was inside me, the husband called...
John said with a grin, "Why don't you answer?"
I tried to keep calm while talking, but when John moved occasionally, I would gasp and feel nervous.
John is a bit of a pervert and likes to shave down there, licking all over, even my backside, which I initially found embarrassing and disliked, but now I love it!
It's an incredible sensation, and I feel like I should return the favor sometimes, which makes him very happy.
"When your husband comes back, this life will end, right?"
While we were talking about that, I showed John the evidence of the husband's infidelity.
He was quite surprised and got angry, saying, "I can't believe he cheated!" and then proposed, "Let's get married!"
"With this, you can get a divorce, and then we can live happily together!" he said, and I was torn.
It was about 70% in favor of breaking up and 30% in favor of enduring.
Then John said, "I want a child, so please have one. Let's make a child together!" and I made up my mind.
"As long as you don't grope anyone else but me, it's fine!" I replied with a laugh.
Actually, we are not using contraception now.
I decided to get a divorce and talked to the husband through a lawyer.
The husband reluctantly agreed to the divorce, and I called my parents, saying, "I'm staying at a friend's house for now, but please pretend I'm with you," and moved my belongings to John's house.
It was a sudden turn of events, but now we are working hard together, saying, "We want a child soon!"
I hope we can be happy!
