Jun 08

The Envious Friend/Learning To Forgive The Cheating Husband

I volunteered to work night shift to get some overtime. Three months into pulling those extra hours and not enough time for my husband, I soon learned my husband was having an affair on me. Everybody has one. Yes, the envious friend. I always had a hunch that my friend wanted to sleep with my husband. She never failed to mention how attracted to him she was. Without thinking, I felt flattered when she made sexy comments about my husband . What my husband did was very low! You can have an affair with anyone except the best friend! And the way I learned of this affair was not the way any woman wants to hear this kind of thing. It turns out, Her boyfriend was angry about my husband calling her on multiple occasions when she was with her boyfriend. Apparently they texted frequently also. So when he got pissed off, He called me. I was informed of my worst nightmare!
When I got home the next morning after working all night, I went straight for the computer. I arrived to the website and quickly checked our cell phone records. Right away I could see! The proof. My husband and my friend stayed connected more than just friends leading me to the truth. At that moment I confirmed the information I received from a mutual friend was very true and my pain became very real! Thinking back, I remembered not being able to reach him at times when I called his phone. It was making sense. I had so many images and thoughts inside my head.

Feeling very heated, I ran upstairs and went straight to my husband shouting and pushing him. You can imagine what I felt that day. I jerked all of our family photos down off our walls and threw them across the room! The glass from the frames shattered into little pieces covering the floor. My husband stood quietly gazing at me during my tantrum. He had no idea he would get caught. I have never checked phone records before in my life. I have never been the type of wife to display insecurity or jealousy. When my friend’s boyfriend called me at work that night, Something told me he was not lying. He really had no reason to lie.

Finally after the destructive process of my temper, I sat on the sofa crying. I didn’t need my husband to tell me what I already knew was true. Everything in our house was silent. He slowly walked into the living room where I was sitting. He sat down beside me. He put his hand on my back as if he was offering his compassion. It was the most devastating pain I believe I had ever felt.

I began to ask him details. Where?… was my first question. Where did you have sex with her? My worst fear would have been him telling me she came to my house and had sex in my bed while I was away working. He whispered in my ear while holding me, “The park.” He said they had met at our local County Park in our city on two occasions. He said she kept telling him if he would not agree to meet her then she would tell his wife how close they had become and that really freaked him out. She kept luring him in with her tricks and bribes. So he did agree to meet her on two different occasions. Finally I had a confession from him. I needed to hear him own his mistakes! He admitted to meeting up with her and having sex with her in the back seat of her SUV, he said. He also said she was a bit aggressive or forceful during sex. She told him he deserved to have this affair because she knew so much dirt on his wife. He said he went along with her and he could not tell her “No” because he knew she was crazy about him. They had already made it to the point where she was straddling him naked before he knew it. He felt responsible and he thought that she could become suicidal. He explained that he somehow felt obligated in some sick way to go through with it since he had already gotten her hopes up by befriending her. She translated their communications wrong. But what was he to do? He just kept getting in deeper and deeper with her. He was confused.

I know the excuses sound very weak on his part. In his defense, My husband and I were aware of her mood swings during the eight years I knew her. She carries a history of depression and becoming suicidal. We both knew she always struggled to be a happy person.

Embracing as we cried together, I soaked in every detail. I thought deeply about this. I know what he did was very wrong. But sitting there with him in shock, Deep down I knew I was beginning to forgive him. Isn’t that crazy.

I wandered if this was her plot. She always envied me. I didn’t know the harm in “Envy” until I experienced this end of it. In the beginning, I figured it was flattering for a friend to mimic or want to be just like me. So maybe she really thought she could try to manipulate my husband and steal my life. I went from thinking I was going to divorce him to forgiving him under 45 minutes… FOR CHEATING! Unbelievable.

The next thing I did… I MADE HIM CALL HER! On speaker phone so I could hear the conversation, He told her he admitted to his wife he was having an affair with her. He firmly but politely told her their relationship was over and he would appreciate it if she would never call him again! She went silent. I suppose she was shocked by his rejection. She quietly hung up.

He cried to me and swore he never intended to hurt me. I know what you are thinking. He was just trying to save his ass after getting caught… I know! But I somehow I believed him because I was very aware of what my friend was capable of. She is very destructive to herself and to her loved ones. Mostly the reason I became friends with her to begin with. I wanted to reach out to her. She had been going through a rough time. Her husband left her for a younger woman. Being that I have such a big heart, This is what I do best. I fix broken people. From the beginning of our friendship I think she could sense I was a pushover. She took advantage of me the same way she took advantage of my husband when she knew I was away working the extra night shifts.

My husband was very sincere. He promised he would do whatever it takes to get us through this. My husband got up and grabbed a trash can and the broom from our kitchen. Together, we began to pick up the pieces of the glass on the floor and our broken relationship. Later that night we invented a new “us.” Something told me we would make it through this!

Hopelessly In Love

I am the blogger of http://myscarletroom.com I am a fun girl who loves to write sexy stories. I love to hear confessions from others about a romantic encounter. I love romance stories. I am a fun person and I love to meet new people.

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