Dating married man wife found out
Here goes: When I was 20 years I met this guy at an event.I gave him my number and right after, a friend told me he was married but going through a divorce and this friend was actually talking to his wife so it didn't bother me he was married because they were done with, so I thought.We talked for about 6 months before we actually became intimate Everything was great, we didn't see each other often because he lived an hour away and we were just really busy.One day I called him and the wife answered and she asked why was I calling her husband.
He told me that he would wait until his kids graduate, and after that tell her it's over and then move out by August. Except his wife doesn't want to give up what they had.
That night he emailed me, “I don’t feel like pretending I didn’t feel something between us today.” Reading his words, I couldn’t believe he was so straightforward, and I was relieved. “Nope,” I said, pressing back against him, my eyes locked on his.
I didn’t feel like pretending either; I could pretend for years, wanting something more but subsisting on the pretense of a friendship with a subtext of sexual attraction, living indefinitely in an unfulfilling fantasy. Sitting across from him, he pressed his leg into mine under the table. “I should tell you,” I confessed, propping my elbows on the table and leaning forward, “I have this pattern with unavailable men.” I told him about the guy I had a fling with who lived with his girlfriend, and my ex I couldn’t get over, who was married when I met him.
“The balance is off,” I said, swirling a French fry in ketchup. Lunch lasted for three hours and turned into coffee at a café a few blocks away, and then a lingering walk through the Manhattan streets as the sun warmed us on that bright fall day.
“Tell me something personal about you.” “I’m sober,” he said. After I left David I was in a daze, dizzy from our effortless afternoon together.