She lies

"Well, there was a knock at the door, and this... man is there. He said he heard about my... problem and he was there to help."

You knew that couldn't be exactly right; you had only found out yesterday.

"I thanked him, because I was starting to feel a bit... light headed. Then I called you to ask if it was ok."

You stopped your pacing. "Then why was his dick on your face?"

"Oh, yeah, I mean, that happened before. Well, first he pushed me down and got his cock out, and then I told him I had to ask you first." You just listened. "...He said I should send a picture, to make sure it was ok."

"So he just **** you down?"

"No, I... first I got down on my knees. Then he came over because he thought I was ready, and I remembered I had to text you."

"Ok..."

"So you said to have him jerk off in my mouth, and that was cool with him, so he did."

"He was fine with that?"

"Yeah, I mean, he wanted a blowjob, but he was cool."

"Ok, so that's it? You didn't help him out at all?"

"No, honey, I never touched him."

"Did you show him any skin? Nothing?"

"Right, yeah, I did show him my tits."

"Your tits?"

"...and my ass. That's all, we never touched."

"Hm, ok. Then he just left?"

"Yeah."

"What was his name?"

"Huh, I don't know," said Michelle.

"Well, alright honey. Thanks for being open about this. I know it's hard on both of us. I love you."

"I love you too John, bye."

It all seemed straightforward, and as uncomfortable as it was, maybe it worked out fine. Maybe you two could find a way to make this whole situation more safe and... chaste. At the same time you knew Michelle had a tendency to soften the blow of bad news. You wouldn't put it past her to spare you some details.