Last week was quite the week

Last week was definitely an interesting week. The SRO's wife served him divorce papers as she - surprisingly enough - reached out to me to find a good divorce attorney. He signed them that Sunday morning (a week ago yesterday), she submitted them to her attorney and she emailed me everything mid morning on Monday. We had a great talk; he’s had only emotional affairs before and I’m the only one he had a physical affair with. She doesn’t hold me fully accountable; she does her soon to be ex husband.

On Monday after work, I ran home, showered and did chores around the house as the SRO was due to be over around 5:30 pm. He brought dinner from my favorite diner, we caught the news, I moved the laundry along and then we stayed up until 1:30 in the morning talking.

The rest of the week, we took turns hosting every other night. We had our routine of having dinner while we watched the news then spending the rest of the night getting to know each other and of course, having sex. We had so fun getting to know each other. It wasn't everything all at once but it was tidbits here and there (like our boundaries, food likes/dislikes, any food allergies, etc. how important family/friends are to us) however we didn't discuss his marriage nor divorce and we didn't discuss Vince. I didn't want to hear that I was part of the cause of the divorce as I already knew and the wife didn't fully blame me (although I could tell when she reached out to me that she did place **some** blame on me); I didn't want to hear about the kids that they had together. He asked about Vince but I didn't talk much about him other than that I always find myself back in his arms when things don't work out. 

He - the SRO office - seems to be wanting more as he's been talking about taking me out on future dates. I keep shutting that down as I don't see a future with him. He asked me one time about it and only one time.

"Why don't you see something long term with me?" he asked me. "I see us together for a long time.""

"Seriously?" I asked incredulously. "You're really asking me why I don't see us long term?"

"Yeah," he said. "I'm curious."

"Wow," I said. "Let's talk this through, ok? We met about a month ago. You're wife knew about us from the get go and then she reached out to me for a divorce attorney. The said divorce papers are now been on a judge's desk for almost a full business week. Lastly, we both know that you and I were both part of the divorce. The side chick - which is me in this case - hardly stays with the man she slept with as he one, tries to get his wife back and two, will move onto another woman or multiple women if he can't get back with his wife."

"Oh," he said.

"I've been down this road a few times," I said. "I didn't want to go down this road again but yet, I did."

He was a bit dejected but understood a bit more. The whole conversation put a big damper on our time together so soon afterwards, I packed up my stuff and left, leaving his spare key that he gave me. He'd texted and called a few times to try to get me to come back to his place. I said that if he had actually respected me, he'd respect the boundaries that I'd set. Since then, he left me alone for the most part.

Until today. I minded my own business, doing what I needed to do, take care of the students that I am assigned to and only interacted him with when needed. One of the teachers that I directly work with had asked me to make copies of something - which I did - the SRO followed me into the copy room.

"Hey, beautiful," he said. "I've missed you."

"I'm sure you did," I said kinda sarcastically as I internally rolled my eyes into another dimension. "I'm sure that you've said that to the woman who kept your bed warm after I left."

"How did you....?" he began.

"I see all and know all," I said. "I am the great and powerful Oz!"

He chuckled. I turned to him to tell him that moving forward that we are to be nothing but professional towards each other, there won't be any 'sleepovers' nor coming to me unless it was work related, that kinda thing. He nodded and then left the copy room.

I haven't heard much from Vince since the weekend before. He has reached out to me to say hi, asked how I was doing and that he misses me. I said that I was fine and that I hope he is well. I know he misses me as much as I miss him - I just won't admit to him how much I miss him. 

I don't know if Vince and I will ever be together like we once were or if we need to permanently stay apart from each other. It is true that I do go to him when things don't end the way I sometimes want/expect with certain men and he has ALWAYS welcomed me back with open arms. What I do know that deep down inside, we both have immense love for each other.