I was on an amazing trip with my older man, Mr. Brown, and my two kids. But now we were headed back from Hilton Head—back to work and everyday life. Mr. Brown and I had smoothed things over from our rocky fight on the vacation and my girls had given my older lover, who was also my boss, the seal of approval. After everything that had happened with my boss on that vacation, I knew there were some issues at home that I had been trying to forget, mostly ones involving my ex-husband and Mr. Brown’s wife, who was currently on her last leg, healthwise.
His wife was well aware of our situation and had given us the go-ahead to date, but the biggest thing I had been forgetting to mention was that my ex had no knowledge of the fact that me and my boss had started dating. Me and the girls picked up our car from the airport and I told Mr. Brown that I was going to go home to unpack and straighten things up. He had to head to the office anyways to get some things ready for the upcoming week. I told him I would see him a little later and we went our separate ways.
When I pulled up to the house, I didn’t anticipate what I was about to see—my ex-husband parked in my driveway, with a look of sheer confusion on his face. I pulled up and me and the girls started to get out of the car. Immediately, he asked why we weren’t home; we were supposed to have been home from the airport awhile ago, he yelled. The girls were excited to see him, but I could tell that they were afraid to say anything to him at that moment. I could see in his car that he had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine. He wanted to talk; I could tell he was here to try to reconcile.
He assumed he knew my financial situation was not the best, and I knew he was curious as to how I was making the house payments on such a large, beautiful home—this was the first time he had been to our new address. I could see in his eyes that things just weren’t adding up for him. I could tell he was on the verge of some sort of discovery, but couldn’t quite put his finger on it. I had just fought with my new lover on vacation, and this was not what I wanted to come home to!
Before he could get anything out of his mouth, I invited him inside. I told him that we should go inside with the kids and we could talk about things. I hadn’t realized that my phone was going off in my pocket, but I knew by the situation I was in that it was going to be an awkward phone call if it was Mr. Brown, what with my ex standing right there.
We went into the house and the kids ran to their rooms. I knew it was time to come clean to my ex-husband about my relationship with my boss…