I’ll try as best as possible to explain why I think my boyfriend doesn’t cheat on me.
We have been in a relationship for a long time, nearly ten years, and we have spent a good portion of that time living together. Because of that, I’ve grown to know well his likes/dislikes, his routines, and so forth. He isn’t, for example, remotely interested in pornography; he doesn’t have any gay friends that he sees without me; he doesn’t use his computer for anything other than his work (he is a freelancer); he basically has shown, time and time again, that he is still very much in love with me.
On the other hand, I’ve shown all the classic symptoms of someone ready to cheat: behaving in a distant manner; deleting my cookies so he won’t find the websites I’ve visited; buying porn and keeping it hidden from him; going to the gym/swimming pool and behaving as if my body is ready for anonymous sex instead of a night of passion with my boyfriend. The list goes on.
The bottom line is that I intuitively know. That’s not to say he would never cheat on me – there might come a day when he will catch me out and feel the need to hurt me back; or perhaps we’ll just naturally gravitate, later in our lives, to a more open relationship. Who knows? I would be surprised if I found out he cruised toilets, for example, but I wouldn’t be shocked. I know people can be very surprising, even the ones you have known all your life. I’d like to believe that one day I’ll be capable of opening myself to him – sharing all my fantasies – and he’ll do the same for me. I’m working towards that day.