Distorted Southern Hospitality
Part Two of When I Crossed the Line
Previously, we left off on Part One of the Eric story where I moved back to Florida from California. The three years abstaining from infidelity in San Diego were soon history by the end of 2003. There’s something to be said about feeling desired so much that you are willing to risk everything. However, you might come to the same conclusion I did at the end of this story: that my affair really posed no threat to my marriage.
I don’t know if it was my husband’s guilt from having a child with another woman while we were married, or the adversity to starting over with someone new that allowed him to ignore what I did with Eric; because that’s essentially what he did: ignore that I slept with his coworker and friend. It still sounds awful to me even as I write this, but at the time, I honestly didn’t allow ethics to play a role in my impulses.
I’ll pick up where we left off…
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