Is it foolish to voluntarily go to the house of the other woman? I didn’t go there to confront her but was invited by my husband since she was having a party. I was not a kid or even a young adult; I was 31 years old. To this day, I don’t know why I did it, but I will let you decide if this was a good choice or a foolish one.Let me set the scene for you.I was returning home from a work trip and texted my husband that I was heading home. He had left me about a week prior. I wanted to talk with him and try to save our marriage. He cheated on me with a married co-worker and held to the dream that she would also leave her husband for him. At this point, she was still with her husband, so this gave me hope. He let me know that she was having a party at her house, and if I wanted to stop by, I could. I weighed my options for the hour and a half drive and felt that I could be an adult and show him that I was willing to work with him. When I pulled into the driveway, I was a nervous wreck.Evan, my husband, was standing outside the opened garage talking with a young brunette. She had long straight hair and was petite like me. Anyone was short standing next to Evan’s 6-foot 4-inch height.I took a deep breath and got out of the car, thinking, ‘I’m here. I might as well meet her.”If that’s her, I’m screwed,’ I thought as I walked toward him.”Hi, Evan,” I said, ignoring the young brunette.”Lainey,” he said, sounding surprised.I smiled at his surprise and noticed the daggers shooting me from the blue eyes of the brunette. Just from her look, it let me know that she was the other woman, Ivy.”Um, Lainey, ah,” he stammered, “This is Ivy. Ivy, this is Lainey.””Hi,” she said with a definite chill to her voice.”Hi,” I said back in my own frozen tone.”How was the drive?” he asked.”Same as always, just with less conversation. It’s been a while since I have gone out of town without you,” I said. “I stopped at our usual spot out of habit, but without you, it was just not as fun.”I watched his face change color and shot a grin at Ivy. Her lips drew into a sharp line as she caught the innuendo. She looked up at Evan, huffed as she turned on her heels and walked away. I couldn’t contain my smile.”That was mean, Lainey,” Evan finally said.”Oh really, that was mean. You slept with her and probably are still sleeping with her. She and I will not Ankara escort like each other no matter what your mind tells you.””You don’t have to be petty,” he said sharply.”If I were to being petty, I would have told her how I felt about her,” I paused, “and you. Instead, I answered your question politely. I never wanted to talk to you here. Me being here was your idea.”He sighed, “Yeah, I know. I’m rethinking that idea.””I bet you are.”We stood there in silence for a few minutes; all I could think about was how I was going to try to get him to leave. Every scenario I thought up didn’t seem like it would work. I was finally out of ideas and tired of the silence.”Are we gonna stand like this all night?” I asked abruptly.”No,” he barked. “Let me introduce you to some of the others.”As Evan introduced me to a few people noticed that they were looking at me strangely. It finally dawned on me that they all knew about Evan and Ivy. I wondered if he had lied to me about the duration of the affair. After making it around the small group, Evan asked if I was going to leave. I told him I was there to talk with him then offered to go somewhere else to talk. Evan told me he didn’t want to talk then left to find Ivy. As he walked away, I shook my head and sighed.’Ass,’ I thought. ‘I really do not like you right now.'”Hello.” I jumped out of my thought and spun around.Still clutching my chest, I squeaked out, “Hello.””Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” the smiling man said.”It’s fine. I was just thinking too hard.”“I’m Jeff,” he said, offering his hand. “Ivy is my wife. I thought I should meet you.”“Hi, I’m Lainey,” I said, taking his hand, “the other woman.”Jeff smiled and said, “Good, I was wondering if you knew about them.”“I’ve known for about a week, you?”“I think I knew before she told me, but I’ve officially known for about a week too.”“I’m not giving up on him. I don’t know why I’m not since he just left me with strangers to find her,” I rolled my eyes as I said ‘her.’Jeff laughed and said, “I know the feeling. Let me show you around.”We walked into the garage, then the house talking about Evan and Ivy and what we had each done when we found out. When we entered the house, he gave me a quick tour of the upstairs. At his office, he stated that he had emails between Ivy and Evan and asked Ankara escort bayan if I wanted to see them. I declined. We ended up back downstairs.“That is Alan’s room,” he said, pointing at the door just off the living room. “He’s our roommate and watches our daughter when we are at work. Let me show you the backyard before the sun goes down; plus, I want to check on the fire.”I followed him through the sliding glass doors and into the tree-lined yard. The fire was burning in a stone pit about 10 feet from the house. One man sat near it, prodding the wood with a sturdy branch.“Hey, Alan. How’s the fire coming?” Jeff asked.“It’s coming along nicely,” the man said, not taking his eyes off the fire.“This is Lainey,” Jeff said.“Hi,” the man said with a pronounced accent as he glanced at me.Right away, I knew he was military, the haircut, and that he was not local. I didn’t get to see much of him since the glance was so quick.“Daddy,” came screeching from the house.“Um, that’s my daughter,” Jeff said, looking toward the screech. “I better see what’s going on before it becomes a full-on yell.”“I’ll entertain her for you,” Alan said flatly.“Sounds good,” Jeff said with a nod toward him. “Lainey,” he said toward me and whispering, “I do want to talk to you later.”“Ok,” I replied, thinking it was strange that he was being so secretive. ‘Maybe Alan doesn’t know about Evan and Ivy,’ I thought.I watched Jeff return to the house then walked toward the seat next to Alan. Before I could sit, Alan looked up at me.“Wait,” he said sharply. I stood there confused as he brushed his hand along the base of the seat. “Glass,” he stated.“Oh, um,” I stammered, “thank you.”When he finished brushing off the seat and returned his gaze to the fire, I sat down. I watched him stoke the fire, and it was apparent he knew quite a bit about fires. It reminded me of watching my Dad build fires when we would go camping. I took this time to think about a conversation to have with this man I didn’t know.“Um, Alan,” I said, breaking the silence, “where are you from?”“Texas originally, but I’ve lived in several places lately.”“Are you in the Air Force?” I asked due to his haircut.“No,” he said, sounding offended.“Sorry,” I said quickly. “It’s the haircut, and well, there is a base close by.”“Well, darlin’,” he said, Escort Ankara looking toward me, “I was in the Army.”“Really?” I was delighted to have a topic now. “I was too, and so was Evan.”“I know Evan was in the military, but he doesn’t act like it. How do you know Evan?”“Evan is my husband,” I said with a bit of tension in my voice.“Then why are you here?” he asked.“I’m not sure I can answer that questions with any certainty.”He leaned closer to me and asked, “Do you know that he is cheating on you with Ivy?”I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, “Yes, I do.”“You are one strong woman, darlin’.”“I don’t know about strong. I feel more like a joke right now.”“The three of them are a joke,” he said mostly under his breath.“The three of them?” I asked, wondering what Jeff had to do with it.“Yea, the three of them,” he said, turning to me. “I met Jeff at a bar picking up a girl.”“Really,” I said, looking toward the house. ‘Now I definitely want to know what he wants to talk about later.’ I thought.After the revelation about Jeff, we talked about what he knew for a while. When I ran out of questions, Alan and I spoke of the town and things he had done and some things he should do. I loved his accent, and it was easy to talk with him. Our conversation spanned several topics from our families to the military to movies and books to general topics as the sun set below the trees and the fire burned higher. Others joined us around the fire, but they didn’t matter to me. I found this young man interesting.When I say young, I mean seven years my junior, yet he didn’t act his age. Alan never seemed his age. He was well-spoken and knowledgeable. The ultimate example of well-rounded, but I sensed a dark side to him. His ‘dark side’ is for another time.“What does Evan see in Ivy?” Alan asked.“I don’t know,” I replied. “She’s young and pretty.”“Pretty physically, but what she does makes her ugly. Young yes, and she acts even younger,” he said with an edge to his voice.“Do you think she will actually leave Jeff for Evan?” I asked, wanting his opinion.“Never,” he said, looking me in the eyes, “She’s using him for his money, and they have a daughter. She couldn’t live away from her daughter or the money Jeff makes.”I smiled, “Evan thinks she will leave Jeff for him.”“Well,” Alan grinned slightly, “he’s in for a shock. I don’t see why he’s with her when he has such a beautiful wife.”I blushed, looked away, and thanked him. I didn’t believe him, but it was nice to hear. I could see that the fire was smaller now. Alan had not added to it in a while, and I realized that we were alone again. I looked at Alan and let my mind wander.