We never argued...never. We had a wonderful friendship. In the beginning I explained to him that I was slow opening my heart to "love forever","marriage" all that good stuff but I never held back letting him know I loved him. I flirted with him every chance I could. I not once turned him down sexually and I was always there for him as he was for me. I trusted him one hundred percent...enough to be ok with him going to the local bar to play pool with some of his buds. I never felt the need to worry that he would cheat for several reasons, one: at the risk of sounding conceited, I am not...but I tend to turn a lot of heads...so much so that I almost hate it. My looks have never got me anywhere in life...I never used them to get something.  As a matter of fact all they have gotten me was this kind of misery because a man can't get past that and see me from the inside out. The biggest part of me is I am a good, faithful, independent woman. Sooo...why?

About 18 months into our relationship, I noticed a few odd things, but being the trusting person I am...I saw it with a grain of salt. At one point I thought he was hiding his phone from me...his phone was always glued to his hip. After a week or so of him leaving it in his truck I asked if he was hiding it...he said no baby and I was satisfied. I have to say I was still a little uneasy but he didn't seem the type to cheat. A week or so later he  needed a new phone...his old one was messed up. He asked me if I would box up and send his old one back for him. I gladly accepted this chore. When I got home with the old phone...just for kicks and grins, I looked in the text section...it all looked good. There were many from me in the inbox...except for one...it read "where do you want me?". My heart dropped. So I looked in the outbox and I found that after he left my home that morning...I mean the dirt from my driveway was still on his tires and he texted her..."call when you can". I'm assuming she called him, there were no more texts till 11:45...lunch time...he texted  "where you at Prissy"...and this is where the "where do you want me" came in. His next text was "next to me". There were no more texts until 2:17 and he texted "It's your fault, you make me that way"...and then "and don't you 4get it". Then he texted "you're a Heinz 57 lol". I realized that he deleted all her texts in the inbox except for that one but the dumb A-- forgot to delete the outbox and figured because I had asked a few questions whether something was wrong...he wanted me to send his phone back knowing I'd look and see only my texts in there. He messed up. He sneaked around with this married woman for 5 months under my nose and I didn't have a clue. How stupid is that? 

Long story short...I got a hold of her husband and he divorced her within a month. I for some reason gave Herbert another chance. He swore he didn't sleep with her...yeah right...lol what do you think? I know he did but he won't admit it. Well, I hung in there for 2 more years with him trying to forget, repair and all that good stuff, but then the arguing began...this ruined our friendship. I just could not trust him no matter how hard I tried. 3 days ago, I set him free. I found that this is what he does...he's a sneak and he lurks in the bushes until a man goes to work...then he services his wife. He turned out to be a loser and I didn't want to be around to see something happen to him when a husband catches him. And even though I hurt...I feel good in a sense that I got rid of him before he gives me something I can't wash off. He's just no good...a real wolf in sheep's clothing. I've come to the conclusion that If I take up with another man...there are no secrets if we're sleeping together...starting with his phone, email or vehicle...right down to his underwear. I insist on being the only woman in my man's life. I'm good enough. I will not hold against any man I meet what has been done to me, but I have become a whole sh*t-load smarter when looking at what appears to be a "good man". He was real good at this wasted time in my life as he made sure I had no room to meet anyone else...talk about cake and eat it too. I'm just writing to get this off my chest. I had devoted much of my life to him and do not have any friends to really talk to now...Thanks for listening.