Marcus -"I love you baby, I will see you when you get back"
Me- " I love you too daddy, I will be missing you until then" *smiling*
Marcus and I have been together for almost two years now. We have a child together and by our standards we have a very good relationship. I love me some Marcus and Marcus loves him some me. The only problem that our relationship faces is that Marcus has been married for the past three and a half years. (I can hear the questions forming in your brains)....Yes, I did know he was married before hand. We started this relationship while he and his wife were seperated. Honestly, this was supposed to be something to do in the mean tim in between time. He was looking for something while he and his wife dealt with their problems, and I was looking for, well a new person to fuck. I was in a relationship where I was not being appreciated...(blah blah blah same song different tune...the only way to get over someone is to get under someone else.) So there you have it...we went out a couple of times and then we fucked. That very first time, we both realized that it would be a dangerous thing for us to continue to sleep together. Yeah, that shit was the TRUTH!!!!! Well despite our better judgement we continued to sleep together. Eventually he went back home to his wife. I called myself trying to be the moral human being I was raised to be, so I cut him off. I told him that it was fun while it lasted but since he was going home to work it out with his wife, he should really work on it. We both agreed and that was that. We didnt talk on the phone, email, im, facebook....etc. We cut off all communication. Problem was he lived so close to me that we still had to see each other everyday. We were able to stay away from each other for about a month. That entire month I felt like I had lost a part of me. I was tripping. I would come outside when I knew he was coming from or leaving for work just so I could see him. I would go places I knew he would be,trust me this was some crazy shit.Then one day out of the blue he called me. He told me that he had been doing the same crazy things I had been doing and that he NEEDED to see me. It didnt take much convincing for me to agree to meet him. We hugged, kissed, and professed to each other how much we missed each other and how hard this was for us. We didnt sleep together because we were both trying to do the "right" thing. His birthday was the following week, and he made me promise that I would spend "his" day with him. His birthday came and I kept my promise. We went out to lunch and then he came back to my house. We told ourselves we were strong enough to resist the urge to be together but that proved to be some bullshit. That day, on his birthday, Marcus and I made love for the first time. We started communicating again everyday, but we didnt sleep together again for the rest of that month. The next month I found out I was pregnant............
Disclaimer: I believe that nothing in life happens by chance. I believe that all things were predestined before the foundations of the earth. With this being said I believe that it was already designed that Marcus and I would meet, I would be pregnant by him etc. Also let me also put this out there: There is no such thing as a home wrecker. If you have a SOLID foundation(home) it will withstand ANY storm. If your home can not sustain a storm it was NOT a SOLID foundation.
