I suppose the relationship took off during one of those trips. When my friend confronted me with the truth, I was stunned. 'I met Ian for a drink shortly after one of those trips. He told me he'd been sleeping with my wife and they were going to set up home together. I ran out of the pub and sat in the car crying. It felt like a double betrayal: my best friend sleeping with my wife. I wanted to hit him, but I knew an angry scene would only leave me feeling worse. I wanted to act as a gentleman and not as a hard man.
I didn't return home for three days. Finally, when I had the strength to return, Ian answered the door of my home. I was devastated. While I'd been away, I'd thought a lot about whether I could forgive Lucy, but it was too dreadful when I saw him in my house. I went to stay with friends. In the end, I found it IMPOSSIBLE to forgive Lucy. And in addition to losing my wife and family, her unfaithfulness impacted my feelings of masculinity and self-worth. It took me 2 years before I started dating again. I'm now in a good second marriage. Sadly, Lucy and I still don't speak. Thoughts or comments?