So, I'm recently in this position as well. 20 years ago, I had been married to my high school girlfriend (and still current wife) for less than 2 years and we had been together for 9 years total (with the exception of one "break" during college) when my wife started traveling for work. She was 23 at this time. She had an older coworker, a more experienced guy in their job that would travel with her on occasion, but it was a family business that she worked for, so the couple that owned the business and their daughter traveled on these trips as well.
On one of these many out of state trips, I got my phone call where she told me that she was back at the hotel having finished work for the day. She was rooming with the owner's daughter, so I thought nothing of it. Well, hours later, I got a call from Mary, the owner's daughter. She was worried that my wife was not back in the room yet and that she had heard that she was at an industry party, dancing "inappropriately" with Luis, the coworker. She used the word "grinding" to describe the dancing, though to be fair, she was not at the party. Mary was upset and worried and I started trying to call my wife without success. I got super pissed and left at least one angry voice message. Hours went by and I started to consider divorce for the first time.
Well, eventually, late into the night, I got a phone call from my wife, telling me that she was back in the room with Mary and that "nothing" had happened at the party. I held off to discuss this upon her return. Well, when she got back, we had it out. She was a bit fiery in her denials, blaming her lack of response to my calls to a bad signal (she did all her calls to me on a hotel land line) but she had no great explanation for staying out so late. She just denied the grinding or "anything" happening. I was sure that she had fucked Luis, probably for hours and came back late to call me after. I planned on leaving her, but she set up counseling and I went with her.
The counselor was a man and she held her denials 100% in counseling. "Nothing" had happened according to her. I Knew Luis and his smug behavior said otherwise, but we had session after session where she steadfastly denied everything.
I was close with her employers and they were pitying me, believing their daughter's version of the event. I felt like a cuck, and Luis was still working with Jess, my wife.
These counseling weeks stretched out and then my wife was fired from that job (months after "the night"), forcing us to move away from everybody involved. I never believed anything except for visions of Jess giving everything she had to Luis that night, but she didn't budge and the counselor seemed to think I was paranoid. Somehow, we stayed together - likely do to how busy I was, inertia and our move.
Fast forward to this year, I would make reference to her infidelity on occasion and she had quit denying it. I would even joke about her weakness for Puerto Ricans etc, trying to get her to open up.
Finally, I just couldn't tolerate the lie that stood between us and we had a heart to heart. I told her that I knew that she wasn't the same 23 year old that disappeared with Luis that night, but that I couldn't carry on with this lack of honesty, and she told me the story.
She says that after work, her employers, Luis and her buddy, and another couple sat around discussing the industry party that night, where she downed 2 beers and decided to go, Loading up with Luis and his friend while another couple she knew followed in another car. The owners and Mary didn't go. She say, that when she arrived, Luis' friend gave her a third and final beer. After that she started "salsa or bachata style dancing" with several men, at least 3 for what sounds like a lot of dancing. She says there was touching, spinning but denies "grinding". Interestingly she says she was sober as well. We had a lot of mutual friends among her industry coworkers at this event. One of these scandalized people called Mary here to report this scene, I believe and this is the info that she passed on to me.
Well, Jess says, after her last dance with Luis, he took her by the hand and told her that she had "something to show me" leading her to the nearby trees. (it was an outdoor party)
"As soon as we were out of sight he turned to me and started kissing me. I reciprocated, a willing participant.. He tried to escalate it by moving down to kissing my neck. I freaked out" "I pushed him away, told him to "Stop". He was incredulous, but acquiesced. I asked him to take me home. "
At this point she says that his friend didn't want to leave the party so she and Luis then left the party, just the two of them to head back to the hotel. (our mutual friends seeing them passionately dancing, holding hands, walking to the woods, then driving off together)
She then told me the rest "On the way home Luis asked me if I regretted kissing him. I told him yes, that I was married. That is when I reminded him that he was also married, and he should also feel guilty. I do not remember his exact response, but it was basically that he did not feel guilty. After that, we were silent back to the hotel. I got out of the truck and went to mine and Mary's room, where she was in a snit and said you'd been calling, and that I needed to call you."
My problem with this story is the timeline I guess the dancing could have gone on until super late, she was out in the country so the cell phone contact thing could be explained. She did get impassioned with the guy and made out with him for "30 seconds" before speeding away with him. No wonder I and her employers thought they had fucked. I feel like I can read her well, and as unlikely as her story sounds she looked truthful, the story came out without hesitation and she was emotional about it's telling, looking like she was unburdening her soul.
Even if her telling is true, it was a pretty big public humiliation for me, a virtual newlywed for her to dance like that, hold hands and make out with the guy. I doubt anybody who saw her leave with him thought that they would part ways in the hotel parking lot.. She says that she has had sex only with me and the boyfriend that she had during our college "break". (They break was all my doing). I'm working on believing her story, though being sure that she had serviced him in bed for the night for the last 20 years is hard to shake. Again, she looked truthful in the telling, and was not happy with admitting the make out session. It's nice to imagine that the truth may be out there, finally.