Posting this in VIP so our creepy friend doesn't take over the thread. Welcome to the Circle Jerk I guess. Lol.
I've been married to my 2nd wife for 15 years. We still love each other in our own way, but it's far from a traditional relationship. We have separate residences. She lives in a house and I mostly stay at our old condo we had before we bought the house. I never even moved into the house. I have a drawer and a closet with some extra clothes. We get together on weekends at her place and always have a good time. I keep my Harley in her garage. It's a long story.
Okay, so maybe a year after we got married I started a new management job. It was something I was qualified for, but in an industry I knew nothing about. Very challenging for me career-wise. I needed to build professional relationships with people who could show me the ropes.
We had a week long training program for some new initiative the company was taking on, and it was mandatory that all managers attend, at the Mohegan Sun casino resort in Connecticut, about a 3 hour drive from where I lived and worked. I had formed a completely professional and platonic relationship with a female manager that had tons of experience at the company, was well respected, and also very married. She asked if I could drive her up there, and I agreed. Seemed like a good networking opportunity.
When I told my wife I'd be driving her to the training, she seemed uncomfortable but didn't say much. As luck would have it, my wife and I happened to run into this woman at a supermarket check-out counter a few days before we were scheduled to leave for the training. I'm not shitting you, my wife was a TOTAL FOX and this other woman was a Plain Jane. Even worse, she had a body like a tree stump and a face that, at best, wasn't ugly. The next few days were nearly unbearable for me. Wife flat out said I was a jerk for "going on vacation" with another woman. WTF?
We had a lot of laughs on the drive, but the first two days of training I never even saw the woman. We were in different groups and real busy. The third night we all had some time off and I hit the blackjack tables all alone, which is how I like to play. Out of nowhere she sidled up next to me. I was doing well and had a good amount of chips in front of me. We were both pretty drunk and she starts complementing me on my gambling abilities and hanging on my arm - totally superficial approach but it worked. We ended up going back to her room, and she fucked the hell out of me that night... and every night thereafter until we left.
We drove home together, and except for a really passionate kissing session when I dropped her off, we never spoke of it again. Went back to the professional relationship we had before. My wife never found out about it. I swear, if my wife hadn't been so ridiculously jealous about me sharing a ride with my co-worker, I'm sure I would have resisted her advances. I wasn't even attracted to her except for my wife being jealous about it.
By the way, I ended up winning about $2,000 at blackjack and spent almost all of it buying gifts for my wife. She was still pissed off.
Am I the asshole?

