My husband is a gentleman. I haven’t doubted that for a single moment. He comes from a good home. They are all well-learned academics. His father is a professor, his mother is a retired customs officer. Three out of his five siblings are lawyers, including my husband. The other is a chatered accountant and their last born is in medical school. Their family is very respected and they are very close-knit and reserved. I met him at school, we were both studying information studies. But even then, he wouldn’t shut up about his plans of pursuing law after his first degree. I urged him on because I knew he was very capable and he didn’t disappoint. After his LLB at Legon, we got married before he went to Makola law school.
Our marriage has been great. We handle our misunderstandings very maturely and for most of the time, we have been happy. We have committed ourselves to date nights and quarterly vacations with our two kids. All of these foster love and committment. I am deeply in love with him and all the small things he does to spice up our marriage. My husband is very busy and when he is working, I try my best not to bother him at all. Even the kids know this and so anytime he locks himself up in his personal library we don’t bother him until he comes out for food or I have to tell him something important. He has two laptops. One is solely for work as he says and the other is for other things. I had never gone through the laptop meant purposefully for work because he says they contain his client information and therefore he doesn’t even leave it lying around.
But recently he was working in our bedroom and he slept off, so when I entered the bedroom, I saw the laptop almost falling from his chest down as he was asleep so I went over and held it just in time. He was indeed reading some case files but when I closed the files, I saw a folder on the desktop named ‘joyce’. Joyce is my husband’s ex. I know her very well although we were never friends. Curiosity got the best of me and I opened the folder. It contained a lot of adult videos. I mean so much that I had to scroll down several times. I was so shocked and curious at the same time so I took the laptop to the washroom, locked the door, plucked in my earpiece and started watching. This was not ordinary p*rn. This was so extreme I was disgusted. There were some videos where men were doing the do with children. Then there were videos with so many people doing it at the same time. Men and men doing it, women and women, men and women. I mean it was all so messed up.
I had to gather myself, close the folder and return the laptop to my husband’s library. As I share this story, it’s 2:00am in the midnight and he is sleeping peacefully by me. I don’t know how to ask him or confront him with it when he wakes up. Our intimate life has been very traditional. He doesn’t even like it when we try different positions. He likes to stick with the normal him being on top of me all the time until we are done. So how can such a man have such wild material on his laptop? Should I even ask him? What if he is practicing them with someone else and I don’t even know?
