I almost cheated on my Live-In Boyfriend once. It was toward the end of our relationship; we’d fought several times (mostly about my unwillingness to support his gaming habits monetarily) but I was too soft-hearted to kick him out because he didn’t have a job. We were still sleeping together, but in a one-bedroom apartment one doesn’t have much choice.
I had finally managed to meet one of my friends that I’d known online for 3 years. Turns out that in real life, not only was he the charming, witty, and brilliant person I knew online, he was also a Total Hottie. My knees went weak just seeing him.
A little background; my L.I.B. knew I was not the monogamous type by nature. When I had met him, I was married in an open marriage, and perfectly happy that way. Things ended up that my marriage broke up and I was living with him, and he asked me to be monogamous for his emotional health, and I agreed.
That day with the T.H., I struggled through every excuse in the book. I wanted to sneak away with him and do naughty things. All the naughty things. I wanted to run off with him. I wanted to tell my L.I.B. that he would just have to get over it. The only problem was…I’d have to break my word to do it.
Turned out that I would feel WORSE about breaking my promise, even to a total jerk, compared to feeling better because having an afternoon of naughtiness would be so much fun. So I didn’t do anything with the T.H.
As it turned out, my L.I.B. decided to feel threatened merely because I had been attracted to the T.H., and decided that he would indulge in a bout of name-calling and nastiness. Since the L.I.B. was a virgin when I met him, he felt perfectly justified (don’t ask me about this logic) in calling me a filthy slut whenever the mood struck him in an argument. This, of course, resulted in my packing his stuff and kicking him out of my apartment, about a month later. (There’s only one name that you don’t call me, and that’s it.)
The end of this story is a little sad, at least for now. Due to transportation and schedule problems, the T.H. and I have never seen each other again. I still don’t think I’ll ever cheat on someone I’ve made a promise to, but hopefully I’ll have better taste in the people I make those promises to in the future.
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