I’m Cheating on My Husband Because He Refuses to Go Down on Me. Here’s My Truth

As told to Taylor Andrews
Photo credit: MICHAEL DONOVAN

From Cosmopolitan

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I sit and wait for him in our usual corner of the hotel bar, wondering about the orgasms he’ll give me tonight. Will there be a long buildup to something super deep and satisfying? Or will we get straight to the fast, pulsating releases he knows I love?

My eyes stay low, intentionally avoiding the heavy diamond on my left finger. When he shows up, he breathes a sweet “hello” into the back of my neck. Ugh, if only this happened more often than twice a month...if only he were my husband.

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Until recently, I took my vows seriously. My husband has been “it” for me since we met in college. There weren’t crazy sparks, but he was my first boyfriend-my first everything-and he was persistent. So when he proposed two weeks before I graduated, I said yes.

Five years later, we have two toddlers and a terribly vanilla, one-sided sex life. Foreplay, experimentation, throw-me-against-the-wall passion? There is none. And the kicker: He’s never gone down on me. Not once.

“Why don’t you try?” I asked him in bed one night. “That’s a hard no for me,” he replied. “I don’t like it.” After that, he told me he’d rather I not ask again. So that night, sex ended with his orgasm, and I was left lying there, unsatisfied.

Not long after, I noticed a hot guy hovering near me at the grocery store. Eventually, he walked up and said, “Bless the lucky guy who put a ring on that finger.” I remember thinking, I don’t think the lucky guy gets it.

Something about that quick conversation woke me up. That night, I downloaded Ashley Madison-the online dating service for people already in committed relationships-hoping to find someone who would. Soon, I connected with Jared*. He seemed handsome, kind, and adventurous, and after discreetly messaging for two weeks, we decided to meet up in person.

That night, I was nervous as hell. Even as a married woman, I was still pretty inexperienced sexually. I also felt guilty, of course, wondering if I’d tried everything I could have with my husband. But then I thought of all the compromises I’d offered that he’d rejected (including something involving Saran Wrap that my therapist suggested...). Oral was a nonnegotiable for him, so I decided that instead of denying myself this experience, I’d just have to get it somewhere else.

So I did it. I cheated. Jared knew I hadn’t experienced oral sex before, and he was more than willing to go there. No one had ever considered my pleasure the way he did.


Now, I try to see Jared as often as I can, and we text daily on a private messaging app.

But I know what you’re thinking: Why don’t I leave my husband? It’s simple: We have kids and they’re my priority-and my husband is a great father. Maybe it’s unrealistic of me to expect him to be all the things I need. And maybe it’s unrealistic for my husband not to expect me to need more.


*Name has been changed.

As told to Taylor Andrews. Follow her on Instagram here.

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