I've been happily married for just over 29 years. We have 3 kids all grown and on their own. A healthy sex life through the whole marriage. I'm not saying things were the picture of perfection day in day out, but I considered my self extremely lucky for the life we had together.

About a year ago my wife changed jobs. Her new job would require some travel. Maybe once or twice a year for a couple of weeks at a time. Six months after she started she attended her first meeting in Milwaukee. It was actually kind of fun while she was gone. We did a little sexting at odd moments through the day and had some fun with Skype a few nights. It made the antipation of welcome home sex that much sweeter.

I was definately ready for the homecoming sex when I picked her up at the airport. My hopes were dashed when she informed me her period had just started, but she surprised me with some road head on the drive home. Which was a rare treat and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Life was good, or so I thought. A couple days after her return i get a series of texts from one of her coworkers. We've known this guy for years and he was partially responsible for her getting this job. The texts were a series of pictures starting with my wife making out with some guy in a bar and ending with a shot of them going into a hotel room. He apologized for springing this on me but thought I should know about it. I was mad as hell. I left work early and went home. By the time my wife got home from work. I had managed to calm myself down quite a bit and had decided if it was a one time thing I wasn't going to just end thirty years over one mistake. It all pretty much depended on her reaction when confronted.

So anyway, I printed out the pictures and left them on our bed and went downstairs to the family room and waited. She gets home from work and headed to the bedroom to change clothes just like she always does. I headed to the bed room and see her staring at the bed sobing. The ensuing conversation lasted for a few hours. The cliff notes version. My trust is gone, but I'm willing to work through it and as it turns out the most important part. No sex until she gets tested and comes back clean. She agreed and made a doctors appointment for a couple of weeks later.

Her first test came back negative (3 weeks after her indiscretion). The doctor told her most things would show up by now but not necessarily everything and she needed to come back in 3 months. Well she just got back her 3 month test results and found out she is HIV positive. We both went through a wide range of emotions and eventually I made a comment about being glad I stuck to my guns about not having sex until we were sure she was clean. She was wanting it after her first test came back fine. I insisted we wait (yes, partially out of spite) and I was internally patting myself on my back for that decision right up until my wife reminded me of the road head on the way home from the airport. I realize there's less of a chance of hiv being spread through a blow job when compared to sex, but there definately still a chance. So it was my turn to get tests done and fortunately so far I'm clean. I have to go back in a couple of months to get tested again at the six month mark just to be sure, but the doctor told me most of time hiv will be detectable within three months.

As for her piece of shit coworker that gave her hiv he's claiming he must of got from her even though he has a reputation of nailing anyone that will give him the time of day.

As for my marriage it's over and done. Just haven't made it official yet