You’ve told your wife all about her, right? Right? So, take your wife with you to the coffee shop. Introduce her to your old flame.
That’s what I’ve done, when this happens. Your wife is entitled to know the competition.
I vote for “don’t go”, too.
Ok. Everyone that thinks the Bus Wife should meet this one, raise your hand.
Now pay attention to the story of the first time BW met an old flame. At my 20th HS reunion, she met my senior prom date, Dawn.
I was bruised on my rib cage for three weeks because once - ONCE she claims to have caught me staring across the room before Dawn came to ME and asked me to dance, and it wasn’t like I told the DJ to play Colour My World at that moment so it had to be a slow dance, ok? So there was no cause to punch me like that later the same night.
Now lower your hands and shush.
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If she has nothing to worry about, don’t give her any reason to worry. Put it this way: if she found out you went out for coffee with this old flame, what would she do to you?
And wives have a really uncanny way of figuring out just where you went that one afternoon you thought she wouldn’t suspect a thing. It’s a little spooky. I do it, too. I don’t know how. But I’ve already caught two cheaters, who thought they got away with it clean. Yes, yes, I know, it’s just coffee, but you yourself said, prom date, ribs. I’d look out for number one, here. It’s safer. 
No, that was Incubus. Imagine a Greyhound competitor named Incu Bus. Talk about a hell of a ride…
Mr Bus Guy: I add my voice to the “just say no to a meeting” chorus. If you meet for coffee, the beverage won’t be the only hot thing in the room – it’ll be joined by the flames from the torches you and Susan are still carrying for each other, and those flames could all too easily get out of control and burn innocent people.
I know. And I like things the way they are now.
Nice memories, trouble ahead though is what it would be.
Don’t bring Mrs Bus Guy - Don’t even bring a best buddy. DON’T GO. Be honest with “Susan” (I’m assuming that’s a ‘nom-de-board’), she deserves that. Tell her you’re flattered as all get out, but you are happily married and you don’t want to do anything either to hurt Mrs BG or to mislead “Susan”. Hell, be honest with yourself. AND FOR OG’S SAKE, NEVER TELL MRS BG!
Let us know what happens
Sorry Bus Guy, adding another “do not meet with her” to the din.
It’s one thing if all your feelings for her were gone, but you seem to have some kind of ember in your heart for her. I think it will only lead to someone getting hurt.
Nah, go for the meeting, but take your wife. After a couple of minutes, excuse yourself to go to the gents but head for the nearest bomb shelter. 
Mr Bus Guy, don’t bring your wife to the coffee shop. Bring a picture of her.
Take the opportunity early to show off the picture and wax eloquent about how happy the two of you are. Don’t show any doubt in your marriage, or say, “well, we fight sometimes, you know how it is.” If you show any signs that your marriage is unhappy, you’re begging her to try to break it apart.
It would be better if you told Bus Wife about this in advance, in my view, but telling her afterward that you told Old Flame how wonderful she (your wife) could be a distant second.
Unless, of course, you really do want to encourage her. Going out on a date with her is a good start.
She punched you for dancing with your old prom date at your HS reunion? It’s sad that you’re putting up with that crap.
Hearing that makes me wonder if you should explore this other option. Sounds like Susan’s available, and if you’re in an abusive, controlling relationship, maybe you should become available, too.
From the bottom of my heart: Whatever you decide, please be careful, Mr Bus Guy. This is dangerous shit.
I think you’re reading *way * too much into that prom story. I doubt **BusWife ** meant to do any real harm (or am I wrong?)
This is like reading a prequel to a sad Dear Abby letter. I wouldn’t go. It just doesn’t seem like a good idea.
Ribs aren’t bruised for three weeks from playful love-taps.
Don’t. Go.
I think you already know the answer of whether or not you should go, Mr Bus Guy. But if you feel you must, I would definitely recommend telling the missus first. If she refuses to accept that you had a life before you met her, then perhaps a little therapy is in order. I don’t mean that to be insulting, but it’s that type of personality that usually results in someone feeling smothered and “over-loved” to the point of needing to escape (like squeezing a Nerf ball so hard it pops out of your hand).
In any case, I would tell your wife what happened, and let her know that you feel terrible about it because you thought this chapter of your life was closed (and indeed, it was). No matter how poorly she reacts, isn’t a punch in the ribs better than a potential affair? A little physical pain is nothing compared to years of guilt, self-loathing, and divorce.
Oh, and tell your wife to stop hitting you.
I have a question for those of you who think **Mr BusGuy ** should take the meeting. Are you currently in a relationship? If so, is it a happy one (no, I didn’t say perfect)? Or are you looking for something on the side yourself? If you’re pondering your own adventure, stop a minute and think about the person you’ve made whatever committment to. How would you react if that person suddenly had a date (no matter how innocuous at first) with someone from her/his past? Someone who, had circumstances been otherwise, your SO would have been with, and therefore never connected with you. We all like to think we’d be open and trusting enough to allow our SO to have a past, but in reality, sometimes the past intrudes itself on the present in very disasterous ways
If this happened to me: I’d go, not with the intention of starting anything, but just to see how things are for her. And I wouldn’t tell the missus.
But keep in mind I’m a total idiot.
Get a wig and a fake beard and go check her out incognito. Then you can see if she’s fat without being tempted into a room at the No Tell Motel.