'When I found the cheap lipstick in the car, I knew he'd done it again. A week later, I was in the arms of a hunk twice his size...' Women confess the unmatched thrill of their revenge affair: SEALED SECTION

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'When I found the cheap lipstick in the car, I knew he'd done it again. A week later, I was in the arms of a hunk twice his size...' Women confess the unmatched thrill of their revenge affair: SEALED SECTION
Published: Jan, 21 2025 13:26

I've done some things I'm not exactly proud of while navigating the wild and unpredictable world of modern dating. Like the time in my early 20s when I drove to my ex's house after he dumped me over the phone, stood at his front door crying and begging him to take me back - only to have his mum come out and tell me to go home.

 [Jana Hocking looks at three oh-so-relatable tales of revenge cheating - but not all of them ended badly (stock image)]
Image Credit: Mail Online [Jana Hocking looks at three oh-so-relatable tales of revenge cheating - but not all of them ended badly (stock image)]

Yes, he came running back a month later, but I still cringe. Then there was the time I snuck into an ex's house while he was sleeping to delete my nude selfies from his phone. Honestly? No regrets there. The world will only see my boobies when I decide - not when some bitter ex gets trigger-happy.

But the worst thing I ever did? Revenge cheated. Yep, I slept with a cheating boyfriend's best mate. And let me tell you, the aftermath wasn't pretty. Backstory: I had gone through my boyfriend's Facebook messages (a.k.a. the original DM slide) and 'stumbled' across his chats with another woman.

Turns out, while I thought he was just 'going to the loo' during a polo match, they were sneaking off for a cheeky smooch. Jana Hocking shares her own experience with revenge cheating, before throwing the question out to her followers - does it ever work?.

My gut had told me something was off when I met her that day, and sure enough, those flirty messages confirmed it. I was devastated. Heartbroken. But like the self-esteem-starved 25-year-old I was, I forgave him after a fight and tried to move on. Except... I didn't really move on. The grudge simmered, and it wasn't long before I turned the tables.

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