aburns

The incident with our friend couple was not an affair - it was a very extensive lie to avoid getting in trouble. I don't think he's the type to have affairs - my suspicions were always something more in the order of one night stands. I suppose now I indeed have to accept, like Hands said, that my husband either sees escorts occasionally or has the desire to see escorts and has thought seriously about it.

Now comes the hard part of deciding what to do about it. Marriage looks much easier in sitcoms.

Thanks for all the advice, everyone.

FormerlyCareFree

My very best friend who I just recently had a falling out with is a phone girl for an escort service at a NYC location, and agencies charge the man's/clients credit card under an innocent business name. It's an old trick. I would check every single charge on the card, and call each and every company and make sure they are a LEGIT business. If you call a suspicious number and the person on the phone won't give you info, have a male friend of your call from a different number to ask questions. This happened to me with an ex-boyfriend who used to be an IT. I called this mysterious number, a girl picked up and very freshly refused to give me information. I had my friend allen call, and although they gave him a hard time because he couldn't reference where exactly he got their number from, it turned out to be an escort service indeed. I went through my exes house, found all his porn mags and cdroms and destroyed them all. Then I took a big chunk of raw red meat out of the freezer and put it in his oven (leaving the oven off, it was july) and left it there to rot. Since he never cooked, I doubt he would have found it right away. I also went into his closet and very carefully and stratigically cut the thread of his favorite work slacks from front to back. I later found out he actually wore those pants to work.

It may sound like a funny story, but I was livid. To make a long story short. We broke up. Months later gave him another chance. The first week we were together he lied to me and broke a promise. His friend was getting married and I told him i did not want him at a stip bar. he swore and promise he wouldn't go no matter what. He even asked me to wait for him at his house because he promised to be home by 9pm. but 9 came and went and nothing. called his cell phone repeatedly..forwarded to voice mail each time. He finally got home at 1 or 2 am. I waited for him to get there so I could give him a piece of my mind. Of course he admitted that with peer pressure he went to a strip joint. He tried to stop me and I bit him on the arm, a scar he still has till this day as far as i know. I left and never looked back. Till this day he seeks me through friends, but i'm married now, and he's a loser.

Sorry I went off on a rant. it's once of those stories that once you start telling it you have to keep going with it. Hope it helped in some weird way.