by Grace Rolyat

Created on: April 20, 2009   Last Updated: June 19, 2009

This may be the most challenging article; I've ever felt compelled to write. I started to write about a wonderful thing that happened to me in a horrible circumstance. Then for a brief moment I found myself wanting to defend my actions, but I have always stood by my decision and will just tell my story and share my opinion as only I can.

The "other women" what a controversial title to have and position to hold. I was in a relationship, with a married man, and it was something I will never forget. I am by no means giving my consent to this type of activity nor am I trying to sell a dream. The only thing I can do is tell it from my perspective and give a view from the "other" side.

Dave and I went into this relationship with our eyes and hearts wide open. We are both planners who live in realistic world. He's in an unhappy marriage and was never looking to start something one with someone else. I was single and am very independent and was not looking for a relationship either. We had worked together and become friends, we have a very physical job in a secluded sub-cultured environment where cheating and affairs are as regular as church on Sundays.

The last thing we both wanted was to end up as another water cooler story, but we were falling for one another and falling fast. This relationship lasted almost a year and a half and ended abruptly. Let me start off by saying we went five months before our first "official" date. We discussed our expectations and set up some ground rules. Consisting of an underlying trust between the two of us, and at any time if the stress became too much for one of us to handle, we could walk away no questions asked. Thirdly, we agreed that as long as we could love each other for a while and stand true to our rules then there would be no ill-feelings between us.

Both seeming a touch hesitant at first about each others motives, we shared a lot of things and asked many questions trying to understand why the other was there. After a while we were spending more and more time together and I found myself thinking of him and us more and more. Knowing that a girl in my situation never ends up the winner, I was skeptical about the future and thought, worse come to worse I would just gain a special friend. So I opened my heart to hear his thoughts and opinions. He was often shocked that I genuinely wanted to know about what he had to say and I him.

He is by no means perfect and neither am I. We would often tell one another things that the other had

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