I was 23 and he was a colleague, a couple of years older. He started at our company on the Monday after returning from honeymoon and he started pursuing me straight away. They had a six month old baby and he also had two more children from a previous relationship.
Since I was a teenager, I had often gone for guys who already had girlfriends. Looking back, I now think that I was competitive due to my low self esteem and enjoyed the idea of winning the man's affection and stealing him away from his relationship. I think I was also over sexualised from a very young age due to abuse. I'm not making excuses for my unforgivable behaviour, just trying to understand it.
When I met this chap I didn't even fancy him but I was in a long term relationship with a lovely man who took good care of me but there was no passion. I thought that was just what relationships were like after the first year or so and didn't realise what a properly happy relationship could be like.
Anyway, we would sneak off together for sex after work, before my partner got home. He would then pretend to his wife that he had been at the gym.
I begged him to leave her but he refused to mess up the child's life (as he percieved he had messed up his older kids' by splitting from their mum). So I found a new job and we never saw each other again.
It makes me sick to think about what I did to that woman. I have grown up a lot since then (20 or so yrs ago) and would never, ever do that to another woman now.
I enjoyed the illicit thrill of our clandestine meetings, loved that he was putting so much at risk to be with me, felt sexy and wanted and powerful.
I'm embarrassed to say that I looked him up on Facebook recently, out of curiosity, and, unbelievably, they are still married. I wonder how many others there have been.
Hope that sorry little tale has been of some use to you.