Update to this thread: tuscl.net
Went to planned parenthood today for the STD tests since I've been having symptoms for about a week. Nurse is pretty sure I have chlamydia or gonorrhea. I tend to agree but I'm really hoping it's some form of non-std urethritis or a UTI.
Fuck, man... I just ruined my life for a few seconds of weird, awkward intercourse. I had sex with my wife 4 days after the stripper so she might be at risk. I have to come clean. I have to tell her. I wasn't even trying to get laid. If she had asked I would have said no, free or otherwise. If I wanted sex I would have gone to a massage parlor. I'm not saying I didn't like it but I would not have consented given the chance - it just happened.
So I have to ruin my wife's life too. How do you even have this conversation? "I fucked a stripper. You probably have chlamydia. Please pass the potatoes."
No test results yet, but my dick hurts... is there really doubt? Should I tell her before the results? I don't want a divorce. I'm so fucked.


Oh yeah. Some people in the other thread seemed to be concerned that I might be a dad. I've had a vasectomy so I'm not worried.
Coincidentally, after the dance when I was freaking out on the stripper about how we should have at least used a condom, she was like "Don't worry. I'm on the pill." and "I already have a man." which was a nice touch. I'm sure he's thrilled.
So much regret.