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I was married and considering leaving the marriage. I met my MM through work. He had been married for2 years. I had been married for 5 years. This was my second marriage. We became instant best friends. For a long time we would talk to each other every day and sometimes meet for dinner or a drink. His wife found out about our friendship, which is all it was at the time. She came over and confronted me and asked me to s seeing her husband. Funny thing was her and I started talking and became friends as well.

Eventually I got out of my marriage. Over time MM's wife told me that their marriage was in name only for the sake of their two children. MM and I continued to see each other and eventually became intimate. MM and I felt like true soulmates. With him I was happier than I had ever been before. His wife knew what was going on and accepted it because she did not want to break up their children's home. She was/is seeing a MM of her own. Her MM will never divorce his wife, my MM's wife was content with the situation as it was. MM was happy with it as well. I wanted more, myself. I talked to both MM and wife about what they were teaching their children by continuing the relationship as it was. After a lot of soul searching and pain, they decided to get the divorce. They both had a hard time with it, feelings of failure and such. The divorce was handled very well by both parties and was relatively easy for both of them - no fighting or anything. I was very happy that my relationship with M could finally be out in the open. That wasn't to last long. My first ex husband and his wife ended up causing a lot of trouble. They went to M's employer and told all sorts of lies about infidelities going on during the work day. They went to M's volunteer work and did the same thing. They told my children so may horrible things. It became too much for me to bear. I couldn't stand that my children were being fed lies about me breaking up a marriage and that their mother was nothing but a slut. My children were only 8 years old (they are twins). I also couldn't bear the pain that the man I loved was going through because of me. It sounds like the chicken or easy way out to get out of the situation. It wasn't. It was the hardest thing I have ever done. My two marriages were horrible mistakes (other than the kids). It has now been two years since I ended this relationship. We are still friends, but I keep wishing things could be the way they used to be.