I've been with my husband for many years. Throughout the relationship, we've had our share of problems. Recently, I found out he was cheating with someone I knew of but didn't have a friendship with. The thought alone was killing me. So, I did like anyone in my position would do, I shut down. Then I found myself wanting to do things, go places, but not with him. Well, to make a long story short, I went out with some friends. They met these guys the first time. I wasn't feeling the vibe. Well, we went out to the same club two weeks later. The guy my girl had met was there and he was with another guy. I tried having a conversation with him, but he turned me off. So, I ignored him for the remainder of the night. The next day, my girl was blowing up my phone telling me dude boy wants to holler at me. At first, I was like, “Hell no! He’s corny.” But for some strange reason, I told her to give him my number. He called later that day. We hooked up that night. We didn't get into it sexually, but the attraction was definitely there. We set something up for the following week, and we've been kicking it ever since. The only thing is he has a nice piece, but this dude can't pump to save his life. I like him. He's cool, funny, and he knows how to treat a lady. But, needless to say, he doesn't make this sacrifice worth while.