When I got home my husband was up and angry and had been drinking of course and was drunk. He demanded to know where I'd been and didn't believe that I was out with my girl friends. He was convinced I'd cheated on him. When I tried to get into bed he was really angry and grabbed me and kept yelling at me that I was cheating on him. He held me down and tried to pull my panties aside. I kept my legs closed while we struggled. He kept saying "I want to see, I want to see." Then he yelled "I know his cum is in there, I know it." He finally managed to get my panties aside and started yelling that he could "see it" and that he "knew it."

I struggled and finally got away from him. I locked myself in the basement and spent a sleepless night down there. The next morning he barely remembered anything and thought that we had argued over his being really drunk. I didn't say anything about his accusations or our wrestling match.

I feel bad because he was right. I had cheated on him and had allowed a man to cum inside me. I don't think my husband really saw any cum while we were wrestling but I'm not 100% sure. Maybe he did. I just know that I'm going to cool it for awhile.