I've been married to a lovely man for 3 years, after a very bad previous relationship where I was cheated on more than once by a charming and plausible liar and philanderer who I thought had permanently broken my heart and put me off men forever. My DH is, as far as can tell, absolutely trustworthy. Unlike my ex, he never 'guards' his phone (iyswim), he leaves the laptop logged into his FB account and hides nothing and even let me know his username and password for FB and his email account etc, in other words he's completely open about everything. He loves me and cares for me, we share housework equally, he's kind and there are no red flags at all.
We both got iPhones a couple of months ago and we both downloaded the 'find my iPhone' app in case they were ever lost or stolen so we could track them down. So far so normal, but then I discovered that if I logged into 'Find my iPhone' using his apple id information instead of mine, (I know his because I'm a bit more technically minded than him and downloaded stuff from the App Store for his phone) I could see exactly where he was when he has his phone with him.
And now I'm addicted. When I'm at work I keep logging on and checking he's where he's supposed to be, at work himself. When he's out with mates (which he does rarely), I check to make sure his location matches where he said he was going to be. He always is.
I feel really nasty doing this, but I can't make myself stop. I'd have killed for something like this with the ex as I could have saved myself a lot of heartache because I could've seen where the rat really was rather than where he told me he was going to be.
The thing is sometimes the location thing has glitches. I nearly choked with fear one day when I checked and instead of being at work, the location showed as in some woods about 2 miles from his office. The ex used to meet up with women in car parks in the day sometimes and have sex, so I was in bits. Anyway I called DH immediately at work and guess what - he picked up the phone straight away, he was at his desk all the time. he wondered what the matter was because I sounded upset!
I want to stop this and I know I should. DH deserves better and I feel incredibly grubby. It's just so addicting.
Sorry this was so long and I'm expecting a (deserved) roasting.