Being in a loving relationship with the woman of my dreams was the best thing to have ever happened to me but somehow I started to feel ‘trapped‘ maybe because I knew this was heading towards the ultimate objective, marriage!

The first time that the feeling of being ‘trapped’ came into my head, was in fact put forward from friends who reminded me of all the pleasures that single life has to offer, boozy nights out with friends which according to my fiancé I was too old and mature to do, even though I was only 25.

Although I was always at her flat we didn’t live together, I rented a flat with my brother but I spent most of the time at her’s. Whenever I went to my flat to spend time with my brother she understood, later that was going to become my alibi.

When I wasn’t with her she wanted me to text and call her all the time, had I forgotten to text her on any occasion I knew I would have to endure a long session of her telling me off. Her behaviour was making me feel more and more trapped, but I knew she was controlling me because she loved me.

The first person I cheated on my fiancée with was the girl that made me re-discover the feeling of excitement and danger. Katherine was a new employee at my firm, having to give her a tour of the work place made me notice how flirtatious and cute she was. This new ray of excitement unfortunately was in a similar relationship to mine as she told me, but to my surprise Katherine said the ‘it didn’t stop her having her fun’ .

The thought of becoming a love-rat didn’t even cross my mind until one night the following week me and fiancé asks me if I had cheated on her, shocked and puzzled I replied with a firm NO! the more she asked me the more I started to plot it in my head.

Katherine was an easy bet, knowing that she liked me I asked her out for drinks, she said she would enjoy it and gave me her number. Now my fiancé checked my phone regularly and she would have realised if there was a new number in my phone so I saved her number under the name of a existing male contact on my phone.

The day we had settle on meeting up I told my fiancé that I would spend sometime with my brother that evening and one hour before meeting Katherine I gave Melody a call wishing her goodnight and telling her that I was going to the movies with my brother, this slashed the chances of her calling me in the next 3 hours and knowing that she would be asleep in a couple of hours gave me the green light to a steamy night.

It would seem that I had stopped loving my fiancé but to the contrary I was more and more in love with her. We had decided to spend 5 days together from Thursday to Monday and the other two days we would spend with family and friends allowing us time to miss each other and avoid being one of those couples that argue all the time.

Little did she know that instead of spending the time with friends and family I was doing the dirt behind her back.