Tuesday afternoon now. The weekend away was full of little bits and pieces of drama but was okay. Hubby ended up breaking up with C on Saturday night. She was blown away and angry and it was not good. I came home Sunday night. I had stayed out of any contact with her for the whole weekend. Hubby was very sad and down and withdrawn. I tried to comfort but couldn't.
Monday morning, I received a long voice mail from C saying how sorry she was and that she had never meant to cause all this grief in all of our lives. I listened to it twice.
I responded with a long email on my take of the whole story. How she had seduced me, then falling in love with my husband and that I had never signed up for that. That is not what we were looking for. I am sorry that they had fallen in love, but choices had been made.
She called me after she read the email. I didn't answer. Then, she called again. Still I didn't answer. On the third time, I answered, she said that she was at my front door. I went and let her in and she hugged me and cried and said sorry and more sorry. She lit a cigerette and smoked. We shared it. She told me how she did love me and how she just didn't know what to do with me when the whole thing started. She didn't want to be in love with a girl, yet she had strong feelings for me. I poured a couple of drinks - Irish Whiskey. She said, let's go get drunk and talk. Really talk. Hubby wasn't home yet, but I txted him and he said, 'sure, go, have fun.' I guess he knows how the thought of losing this friend scares the shit out of me.
So off we went to the bar and we talked and talked and drank and got more drunk - you can see what is coming right? We went outside to the car for a cigerette, and I leaned toward her a bit and she kissed me, long and wonderful. I pulled back and said, we cannot go there. This is insane. We went back in and had another drink. Then paid up and left. As we got into the car, she touched me and turned to me, and came closer....another kiss. A really really hot kiss. We sat there and said, "No, we cannot do this". AND we just couldn't contain ourselves. We did. I broke all the rules. I fucked up badly. I tried to stop, but the wanting to hold her and be with her was so strong. No doubt fueled by booze. We were both quite drunk. ON a fricking Monday night.
Afterwards, she said to me, 'so that was close to making up with all three of us right?' AND I am like, 'what? No, it is over for all 3. I don't know what that was, just lust I think.' 'So you treated me like a toy and now you will dispose of me again?' I said, 'C, it was a mistake'. We made a big mistake.
I took a cab home and told hubby when I arrived - it was at 11 PM. I tested the waters first by saying that it was just a kiss. He moved to the couch. Today, he is not talking to me. We have had a few texts back and forth and he is so so angry. I finally came clean in one of the texts and said that we had had sex, as much as two women can have sex.
He asked me to go to a hotel tonight which I will do.
I know that this whole mess is so complicated. Both of them being forced to break up because of me. Because of my inability to deal with them being in love. Then me to break the boundaries that I made. What a moron I am! There are a ton of other dynamics of play. One that I keep thinking about is why did C come to my house? Did she want to seduce me again - afterall, I am a very ez mark - in hopes of getting back together?
I am hoping that a little time and space can help everyone out in this mess....but we were playing with fire and I think that we got burned bad. Maybe even costing our marriage.
Any thoughts or advice is welcome.
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