Well, my weekend was interesting.
Sunday, at 6am, my wife burst into the room yelling, "who the [bleep] is [name withheld]?!"
seems she found the number on my cell phone. And called her.
Now, I don't know the exact words that were exchanged, but all I can say is, god doesn't want me dead yet.
Well, she asked me who this woman was. I told her I knew her from an old job and we had lunches together. A few more questions, and she stormed out of the house.
Of course, I immediately called the woman and asked her what was said. As usual, this woman is completely hostile (at least this time, with good reason) and yells and curses me for the entire time i'm on the phone. But, when I asked what she told my wife, by the grace of the almighty, she told her exactly what I had said, old job, lunches...! Our stories corroborated! For the moment, I was spared.
Then, a few more curses and unpleasantries hurled at my wife and myself, and the woman hangs up the phone on me as i'm trying to tell her we need to go to the doctor. A mystery on hold, still.
This woman has me by the tenders. She could've screwed me over right there, but didn't. Why? I can understand not wanting to invite any "baby mama drama", but really, this move simply has me baffled.
So, as you guys suggested, i'm laying low for a few months. I'm talking sub-low. Maybe sometime in aug-sep, i'll try to talk to this woman again. It appears that right now, she really wants nothing more than for me to leave her alone, which I will gladly oblige. Last thing I need is police at my door with a restraining order or some trumped-up harassment charge. I just hope she doesn't come looking for me later on.
A friend of mine joked, "start saving your money. She'll come calling for that child support sooner or later, and you're going to have to get used to supporting two families by yourself".
Though my wife heard it from the horse's mouth that nothing was going on, she remains suspicious. She knows all my female friends, and now she runs across one whom I seem to have known for awhile, but never mentioned. And if we only did lunch, why does she have my cell number? How come she's never called the house to speak with me? I managed to put a band-aid on those questions, but they can come unglued at any time. It just takes one more phone call from either my wife or this woman.
So now, the trust is gone. Yet, she remains in surprisingly good spirits. I guess for the moment, she's satisfied, and as long as she never sees that number or hear this woman's name again, this episode will quietly slither into the "archive" regions of her memory.
Monday was a beautiful day. We were closer than we had been for some time, and when we were intimate later that day, I really put my all into it. It's funny, i've been making love to my wife for 12 years with utmost control (our baby was planned, right down to the time of year), and then I meet this woman and slip. Now i'm a fugitive in my own home.
Well, I guess this little drama is over for awhile. I hope you guys are still here when I try to talk to this woman again.