From the outside, my life looks perfect. I live in a beautiful home, married to a handsome man. My marriage is blessed with two children and a German Shepherd who is very much a part of the family as my kids are. We are quite religious. We try not to miss church on Sundays, and we donate to the church’s charitable events often. My husband is into real estate and I work as a public servant.
My husband is an identical twin, but that is where the resemblance ends for him and his brother. My husband is the extremely outgoing ‘life-of-the-party’ type and his brother is very reserved. When we were courting my friends warned me about the risks of marrying rich handsome men who were flirty and outgoing. But I was in love, and I would lie if I didn’t tell you that I was drawn to his wealth. We have been married for five years and I have already seen enough evidence to incriminate him of cheating. He frequents nightclubs and comes home very late, smelling of alcohol and other strong perfumes which are definitely from the many women he hooks up with.
I have read his chats, seen the sexually explicit images he sends to his mistresses. I have confronted him several times concerning this, and we have had very heated arguments. He knows I know he cheats and it hurts because when I was single, I used to say that I will divorce my future husband if I ever find him cheating. But marriage is much more complicated than that. We have become a power couple to the outside world. Our church and community see us as a shining light and a good example. I have made a name for myself because I am his wife and I cannot even imagine what a divorce will do to me or to our kids. I am sure he knows all of these and therefore does not care about my feelings.
I started opening up to his twin brother. At a point, our conversations were becoming prolonged and intimate. He was visiting to see his niece and nephew frequently, especially after my husband started travelling often claiming they were all work-related. It was during these visits that I saw his actual personality. Now, I wish time will reverse because I have fallen in love with his brother. He is understanding, calm and gentle. He is always here for me. He can tell if I am not okay just by looking at me. Something my husband cannot even do. It didn’t take long for me to fall in love with him. Infact, I fell strongly in love even to the point of anticipating his visits. The more he visited, the more I regretted marrying his brother. Until one day, he slept over when my husband was away. I would say that was the day that cemented my guilt. I had married the wrong twin.
My brother-in-law didn’t plan to stay. It just happened. We started binge-watching a captivating Netflix series and it run late into the night. His brother was away and after we switched off the TV, we were not sleepy so we started discussing the movie. Our chat went past midnight and we opened up about our childhood and secrets. The conversation turned intimate and we had sex right there in the living room. The kids were asleep in their rooms. It was the best sex I have ever had in my entire life. He took his time to explore my body and I experienced multiple orgasms. I always faked orgams with my husband, but with his twin, I easily orgasmed multiple times.
In short, my brother-In-law has my husband’s face with a better personality, and I don’t know why I didn’t notice it before I married my husband. He was in a relationship at that time and my husband was very romantic when he was wooing me. Now I have sex with my brother-in-law very often. Every sexual encounter is just magical. With my husband, it seems that he is always in a hurry to get it over and done with. My husband’s twin literally feels like a better version of my husband and I don’t know why I was so blind to marry the wrong twin.