My husband and I had been separated, but living under the same roof for almost a year, waiting for our senior in high school to complete the school year before he moved out. Ours was a very amicable separation and we agreed to start dating. My husband started dating a woman he knew almost immediately and I foraged into the dating scene on a well-known online dating service.
I met several eligible prospects for coffee before agreeing to meet “Dick,” a good-looking, ‘Currently Separated’ professional for lunch. Our email exchange had been brief and neither of us had posted pictures, but he had sent me his in a private email before we met. I was somewhat intrigued, but not especially in a rush to meet. After a couple of email exchanges, our lunch date was planned spur-of-the-moment; he emailed me on a Monday morning and agreed to meet at noon. It was a beautiful spring day and I was immediately taken with his looks and demeanor. He was tall and fair and there was something familiar about him. Lunch went well and we agreed that we would meet again. He walked me to my car he tried to kiss me, but I out-maneuvered him and caught his cheek instead. As I drove back to town he texted me, inviting me to meet him for drinks after work, which I agreed to. Why not?
That evening over drinks the conversation was again easy and comfortable. At the restaurant he told me that he and his wife had been separated just before she had gotten ill and he had stayed on to take care of her. Admirable quality I thought, but the right thing to do. He walked me to my car and this time we kissed. It was amazing and I was really turned on. We met after work on Tuesday and Wednesday and flirted over emails, phone calls, text messages and IMs. I was in fast and deep. Thursday we met at a Starbucks and talked about families and aspirations taking our drinks to the car. We kissed for several minutes and I noticed a woman watching us. He glanced in her direction and froze. I immediately knew something was very wrong and asked him what was going on. He said he thought he recognized her as a neighbor and the wife of a colleague. I knew immediately that his wife was unaware that he was dating and he admitted it. Oh, god! I was crushed—mortified. I was the “other woman” who could ruin his career, his marriage, and his relationship with his family. I was miserable. I had finally found a charming and wonderful guy who was telling me that he was falling for me and he was married … Ugh.
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