Confessions of a Wife Who Cheats Online

Confessions of a Wife Who Cheats Online
August 28 - 2025

 

 They say there are endless reasons why a wife cheats. Psychologists will talk about validation, attachment issues, novelty-seeking, narcissism, or a desperate attempt at self-discovery. Maybe all of those things are true for someone. For me, it’s simpler than that. I love my husband .. truly and deeply. But I’m not satisfied where it counts.

Our sex life has withered into almost nothing. Twice a month if I’m lucky, and that’s usually after I’ve begged. When it finally happens, it feels like he’s doing me a favor. The rest of the time I get the excuses: I’m tired. I’m not in the mood. Maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow rarely comes. Imagine craving touch so badly that your body aches, yet the man who swore to share his life with you barely notices. That ache doesn’t go away. It festers and it sharpens into something dangerous.

That’s how I ended up here again inside Second Life. Seven years ago, I deleted everything. My account, my history, the version of myself who lived so freely in this virtual world. I walked away thinking it was behind me. But hunger has a way of clawing through the walls you build. One quiet night, I downloaded the viewer again. Typed in a new name. Logged back into a world I swore I’d left forever.

I know he’s here too. My husband has an account. He insists it’s just for building and creating. Maybe that’s true. Maybe it isn’t. I know his name, but I won’t search for him. This isn’t about catching him or confronting him. This is about me. If we cross paths, then I’ll deal with it. Until then, my world is separate from his. My secrets stay mine.

And the truth is I like the danger of it. The thought of cheating on him, even if it’s through an avatar, makes me wet before anything even happens. There’s something intoxicating about knowing I’m breaking the rules of marriage, that I’m stepping into territory he’d never forgive. The thought of it...  the rush it gives me is real. I can’t fully explain it yet. All I know is that this kink ... this cheating wife fantasy ... has sunk its claws into me.

Starting this blog wasn’t the plan. On my first night back in Second Life, I wandered into a sim and noticed a board. Someone had pinned their own blog on the wall. I stood there, reading, completely transfixed. Their words unlocked something in me. I wanted that too. A place where I could write it down, confess it all, maybe even turn my sins into something more than a guilty secret. So here we are: Confessions of a Cheating Wife.

Will I ever share this blog with him? Probably not. As much as part of me craves the exposure, the reality is I love him too much to break him like that. But another part of me can’t stop thinking about what it would be like if he stumbled across it by accident. If he read about the things I’ve done, the men I’ve taken, the orgasms he hasn’t given me. Would he be angry? Hurt? Turned on? I’ll never know, unless fate decides otherwise.

So why am I here? Because marriage gave me love but not fulfillment. Because Second Life gives me a way to cheat without anyone seeing the bruises on my skin or the sweat on my sheets. Because I’ve discovered that the hottest thing in the world, for me, is infidelity even if it only happens in pixels.

This blog is my confession booth. My diary of betrayal. My secret record of a wife who cheats not because she stopped loving her husband, but because she started loving herself enough to stop being ignored. If you’re here reading, maybe you understand. Maybe you’re curious. Or maybe you’re judging me already.

Either way, I’ll keep writing. Because this is the only place I can tell the truth.

 -Aisling