husband is having sex with our childminder.He swears nothing is going on. Yet I come home from work and can see our bed has been messed up.
I find long hairs on the pillow and used tissues in the bin.He says I’m paranoid and going mad. He rants that the hairs are obviously mine and the tissues are because of his hay fever.The other day a business meeting ended early, so I returned home without phoning first…I waved at my kids playing in next door’s garden and let myself in.
I called out but no-one answered. I went upstairs and realised that my bloke and my childminder were locked in the bathroom – together.
I could hear running water and giggling.I banged on the door for ages, demanding to know what they were doing.Eventually he snorted that they were having problems with the stopcock.
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