Wife's Emails

I’ve been married to my wife for almost twenty years, and we have two daughters. She’s a gorgeous brunette and had been a brilliant wife and mother.

About ten years ago, our marriage did hit a rough patch. We were both working too much, not making time for each other, and general life did get in the way. This resulted in me moving out of our home for six months. Thankfully, over those months, we still talked due to our responsibilities with the girls. Slowly the relationship healed and now has never been better; I had always assumed that nobody else was involved.

Last weekend she and the girls were away visiting their grandparent’s; I was feeling under the weather, so I had stayed at home. During the trip, she stopped by the police for having no car insurance. Long story short, the police wouldn’t let her continue the journey without seeing proof the car was insured, so she rang me asking that I go into her emails and find the insurance document and send it over to her phone. She gave me her email code and a quick search brought the document attachment, which I took a screenshot of and sent to her via WhatsApp. All sorted, the insurance company hadn’t registered the insurance correctly.

Having her email open and little else to do, I started to read her emails; I know this is a terrible invasion of privacy. Most were from friends and all very innocent. I noticed that she never deletes anything and went back to when we had separated to see what she had said to her friends at the time. I can’t explain why I wanted to know, but I was in bed and bored.

You’ve probably guessed that I discovered she was having an affair. Well, you are correct; she had an affair with her then-manager at work. The relationship dated back almost a year before our separation. This threw a very different light on those events, and I now suspect the reason our marriage was failing was due to the affair.

Along with emails from her boss that were love letters and describing their lovemaking, there were also pictures he had taken of her and some pictures he’d taken of his body parts. The images shook me up as they were very graphic. Several of her were naked on various hotel beds, somewhere she was spreading her pussy for the photographer. Others with her in doggy position with her bosses cock in her pussy. His cock in her mouth, in the shower, exposing her clit and pulling her tongue out. Mouth open and a pool of cum on her tongue just fucked pussy with an enormous cream pie dripping out of it. Then there were various ones in lingerie posing in hotels, restaurants and our old family home.

I’ve taken copies of all the pictures and emails. I have no idea what to do next; we had been happy, but trust is now totally blown apart. She knows there is something wrong as I have been cold and distant since she came home.