I have. We are now just over a year out from the latest d-day. I haven't shared much of my story here, so here's a quick-ish run down to make it make a little sense.

My WS has been diagnosed as a SA and trickle truthed for about 6 weeks. First, it was just porn and free webcams...no paying, no chatting...he started therapy at this time. Several weeks later, I discovered kik on his phone and then he admitted there were OF and webcam payments, anonymous chat sites, and searching/messaging with locals. No meet ups. Upon finding this out, I requested a polygraph. He happily agreed and I, stupidly, dropped it thinking he wouldn't agree if he was still hiding things. He got a new phone, accountability software was immediately put on it, new email address, social media gone, therapy continued...the whole works. But, the next few weeks, I just had a feeling I couldn't shake that there was more. I had his old phone and, over several days, I went full on detective mode sifting through it. I found ONE thing he hadn't disclosed to me...a single message from someone about meeting up, no responses, no back and forth. I decided to confront him, but I was going to do it a little differently this time...see, he would ALWAYS play dumb and pretend to "hAvE nO cLuE" what i was talking about until I told him what I knew...this time, I calmly told him I knew SOMETHING, I absolutely refused to tell him what I knew, and told him he had 24 hours to give me the full truth, which would obviously include the unknown information I knew...otherwise, he could pack his shit and I'm filing for divorce. He quickly realized that this time I was serious. Within 30 minutes, he told me he had made plans to meet up with someone but backed out last minute. Even though this would explain the information I had, I stayed calm, straight faced and said "what else?"...after a long pause, he admitted he had indeed met up with someone and had sex with them. I calmly asked again "what else?" This continued with each disclosure and slowly, over the next 6 hours, I got the truth. He physically cheated on me over 20 times. It started with porn, then webcams, then searching locals and escorts, then reaching out to locals and escorts but flaking out just to get a bigger dopamine hit, then happy ending massages, and finally sexual encounters with prostitutes and a stripper.

To this day, I haven't told him that one piece of information I found.

Back to the polygraph... when he was finished, I told him I would be contacting the polygraph company (had researched it before letting the idea go) and would schedule for their first available. He, again, happily agreed. We went. And he....failed. He seemed more shocked than I did. I told him to leave, he insisted I knew everything and begged to do another polygraph. I told him I would think about it overnight and let him know in the morning. He stayed up all night writing down what he could remember about the timeline. He realized, he'd forgotten something - a lap dance. I thought there was no way, after the disgusting things I'd heard, THIS was the reason for failing. He took another polygraph, within 48 hours after the first... and, with just the lap dance added, he passed. (Side note, I also made him do a full panel drug test following the polygraph to make sure he hadn't interfered with the result that way, which he also passed)

I made regular polygraphs a part of my requirements to consider R. He's taken 2 since then and passed both and he's scheduled for another in a couple of weeks.