OK, finally read the rest of the fred. Crikey, the condom removers! Yes, that's assault, and I think it's technically rape, as well (certainly the sex you consented to wasn't the sex you had).
Here's more of mine. Sorry, not as much fun as the car hire thing, and not as juicy as some of the other affairs stories, but it's not at all uncommon to have a "leaving affair". I was in an abusive relationship (EA and FA) and that's how I made my emotional distance.
Shagged 1. a co-worker, 2. a thesis partner, then, after then- D H had dragged me to some place he'd knew would make me desperately unhappy (he claimed it was his only post-degree job offer: I call bullshit), I went on singles websites and met a few men, but didn't manage to DTD. I also, at this time, went "car shopping". No, literally, used to just go out and test-drive cars that had manual transmission (unlike 95% of the cars in that crappy stupid country).
He found one of my print-offs from the singles website and that argument led to me leaving him. I don't think I could have just upped and left with "no" reason. I'd had loads of print-offs, then destroyed most, then I damn-near left this particular one sticking out of my bag. I'm sure he'd gone snooping anyway.
So, the irony (and secret) is that I got away with a couple of years of shagging, but left because of evidence of the shagging I didn't do.
And, you know, I actually hope he reads this. The stupid misogynistic shit. It's near-15 years, and I've been happily in a loving, wonder (and open!) relationship with DP for 11 years now, and I still hate ex's fucking guts.