I guess I start with my story.
When I met my husband he was everything I ever wanted in a man. He was bold and exciting, fun to be around and everyone gravitated to him. He seemed invincible to me. At the time he was a competitive fighter and although a very nice person he had a habit ofstarting trouble when we would be out with friends drinking. Nothing tooserious but he liked to fight and I always found it a huge turn on. We spent a yeardating and then moved in together and soon after became pregnant with our firstof 2 sons. We were not in a great place financially when we had our first child as myhusband was still in university, but he promised me he would make a greatlife for us.
He did exactly as he said he would and worked very hard to build agreat career and very comfortable life for our family. 15 years later we livein a very nice neighbourhood with our children in great schools, able to playall the sports they would like and we lack for nothing. Our sex life was always very good and my husband continued to train in kickboxing so he was very sexyand fit. He was loving and attentive to me and did everything a woman couldever want from her man.
Our problem started when I began to feel bored with life. I was attending PTAmeetings and running our kids from school to sports practice and back again. Ihad been going out a few times a week with a group of moms from the kid’sschool and sports and we would have a few drinks and dance and have a goodtime. One of the moms who was recently divorced brought along a guy she wa sseeing and a few of his friends one night. All of these guys were bodybuilder type guys and t
hey were so brash and almost obnoxious, but they seemed so confident and edgy I just felt attracted almost immediately. Theywere so different than our safe and wholesome family life several of the womanmade comments and we joked about how sexy they were. One of them was being very attentive to me and we spent a long time talking that night and hegave me his number. I knew of course I was being foolish but I just didn't seethe danger. We began texting each other and as you can imagine it didn't takelong to go further.
We had sex 2 times in the following month and although the sex was better with my husband something about tawdry way my AP acted and treated me made me feel excited and naughty. I was such an idiot.
One night I was out with the moms group and had too much to drink when my AP and 1 of his friends showed up. I was thrilled to see him although we had strict rules about how we behaved in public as usual his attitude was thathe didn't care and because of the drinking I let my guard down and wasn't asad amant about no contact in public. He would keep slapping my butt when hethought no one was looking and touching me under the table where no one couldsee. Well people could see and we were not being as sneaky as we thought.
One of the moms from the group was leaving and her husband saw what was going on and called my husband.
I thought I was so clever telling the group we were with that he was just drivingme home along with his friend but I believe by now they were all aware of whatI was doing.
As we left the bar and walked to his car he started grabbing at memore and more and lifting my skirt right in front of his friends. In my intoxicated state I made a half-hearted attempt to tell him to stop but wasgiggling and playing along. I didn't realise at the time but my husband was walking just behind us and saw all of this.
When we reached his car he grabbed me and gave me adeep kiss that lasted a long time. As soon as we stopped kissing I realised hisfriend was talking to someone on the other side of the car. I looked over andmy heart fell. It was my husband of 15 years.
He was so calm looking but so angry at the same time. He told AP that I was his wife and to get his hands off. AP immediately puffed out hischest and told my husband that he would be smart to run away and forget what hesaw. I was so ashamed and for my husband to have to be a part of my APs taunts was something beyond terrible.
I could see AP’s friend already walking around behind my husband and I just knew they were going to hurt him.
My husband stood staring me in the eye with the most disappointment I could ever imagine insomeone, it absolutely broke my heart. My husband is who he is and to my disbelief AP and his friend did not hurt him much but rather after a few minutes struggle AP and his friend both lay on the ground bleeding an dbattered. I could hear AP whimpering and asking my husband to stop but he stoodover him hitting him again and again. I thought he was going to kill him and I yelled for him to please stop. He did stop immediately but again turned to look at me with that horrible disappointment in his eyes.
He told me later he saw myplea to stop as choosing AP over him.
Since that night he will not even talk to me about what happened. He has never askedme any questions and within a week had rented me a condo close by and moved meout of our family home.
Almost exactly a month after the incident he had me served divorce papers and refuses to speak to me about any of it. My children know what happened as of course so many people we know were there to witness andpeople always talk. There was some brief legal trouble for my husband becauseof the fight but I believe that has been resolved with little issue for himthank goodness. I am so ashamed of myself. I am so desperate for help here. Iknow I don’t deserve a second chance
but all I can think of is that I foolishlytraded in my lion for a chance to run with hyenas. Now I see that I had thereal tough guy/bad boy already and betrayed him with a pitiful pretender.
I see some much on here from BS about doing so much to try to R with WW and Ionly dream of that chance. How can I get him to give me a second chance when hewill not even talk to me? He seems like he has completely moved on already andit is such a difference from the man who I knew before, so cold and emotionlesswhen we talk. I know I am the bad guy here but I can’t tell you the level of despair and depression I have come to know. Please any advice anyone has to offer onhow I can even get him to talk to me about this. I know I am likely to be bashed here and I deserve that but please please anything that might help us to recover.