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My wife has a long-time best friend that we go on double dates and have summer BBQs with fairly often. So I'll see her and her husband a decent amount. They have a seemingly perfect marriage with perfect kids, great jobs and a nice house.

After one of our gettogethers with them, my wife and I are in bed and my wife says to me, "If I tell you a secret about (her friend), do you promise you'll never tell anybody?" Obviously now I want to know what the secret is and agree to not tell anyone. So my wife tells me a story about a secret she knows about her friend.

My wife and her friend went out for drinks just the two of them. And at some point in the evening my wife's friend broke down and started crying. And then she tells my wife that she's been having an affair with a younger guy who works at her work. And it wasn't so much a mutual affair, as much as her giving him blowjobs on their lunch break.

This had been going on for two years when my wife's friend told my wife about it. The guy was about 28 years old, and my wife's friend in her early 40s. He is apparently really good-looking, extremely fit and has a huge one down there. Which is why my wife's friend told my wife she can't say 'no' to him when he asks.

They had this system where he would email her on their personal burner email accounts and ask if she would want to meet for lunch. Then she would drive about 10 minutes away to some crappy, extended stay style motel. It would always be the same room. She would walk up and knock on the door. He would answer and they'd go over to the couch in the motel room. She'd unbuckle his belt and pants and suck him off until he came - which usually would only take 5-10 minutes usually. Then she'd leave and drive back to work.

When she broke down crying and telling this all to my wife, she said she wanted to quit doing it and felt really guilty about it, but that she was powerless to tell turn the guy down whenever he asked. And that whenever she's walking up to the motel, she feels so gross and dirty.

Ever since my wife told me all this, it's impossible for me to look at her without thinking about this secret I know about her. She doesn't know that I know, so I try my best to act like I have no clue and as if I always acted around her. But it's not an easy thing.