{"id":4134,"date":"2024-12-05T19:30:00","date_gmt":"2024-12-05T19:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/closer\/?p=4134"},"modified":"2024-12-05T17:33:32","modified_gmt":"2024-12-05T17:33:32","slug":"i-watched-as-my-boyfriend-had-sex-with-his-ex-heres-why-i-didnt-stop-him","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/closer\/2024\/12\/05\/i-watched-as-my-boyfriend-had-sex-with-his-ex-heres-why-i-didnt-stop-him\/","title":{"rendered":"\u2018I watched as my boyfriend had sex with his ex \u2013 here’s why I didn’t stop him’"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u2018I watched as my boyfriend had sex with his ex \u2013 here’s why I didn’t stop him’<\/h1>\n

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I\u2019d gone away without my man but then I woke up in a cold sweat – surely what I\u2019d dreamt couldn\u2019t possibly be true? By Marisa Salvador, 36<\/p>\n

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Maria’s dream turned out to be a heartbreaking reality…<\/p>\n

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After a hard day\u2019s work, we piled into the pub for a well-deserved drink.
\u2018What are you having?\u2019 my boss Stewart asked with a grin.
I barely gave him a second glance at the parcel delivery place where we worked, but off duty he was a different bloke.
Funny, easy-going and now flirting with me. I flirted right back and soon we\u2019d set up a date.
Next day, I told my workmates on our tea break.
\u2018Honestly, I think he\u2019s my dream man,\u2019 I said.
They almost spat out their cuppas with laughing.
\u2018Is that the beer goggles talking?\u2019 my friend hooted.
\u2018I didn\u2019t have that much to drink,\u2019 I replied. \u2018I really like him!\u2019
I really did and six months later, Stewart asked me to move in with him.
\u2018Are you sure it won\u2019t be too much, living and working together?\u2019 I asked.
Stewart just rolled his eyes and pulled me close.
\u2018You could never be too much,\u2019 he whispered. \u2018I can\u2019t get enough of you.\u2019
So I went to live with Stewart \u2014 and his Rottweiler, Roxy. She looked fierce but was a complete softie, curling up with us on the sofa.<\/p>\n

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Maria with her dirty dog. (No, not the gorgeous rottie, we mean the one on the right!)<\/p>\n

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I was blissfully happy, until a few days after Valentine\u2019s Day when I saw a message from a woman on Stewart\u2019s phone, asking to see him.
\u2018Er, who\u2019s that?\u2019 I asked.
\u2018It\u2019s my ex,\u2019 Stewart replied with a shrug. \u2018She just gets jealous sometimes and I have to calm her down.\u2019
That\u2019s a weird answer, I thought.
Stewart was with me now, so why did he have to keep his old girlfriend happy?
But I pushed my unease aside and soon after, I told Stewart: \u2018I love you.\u2019
\u2018I love you, too,\u2019 he replied.
We had a lot of fun, going to the seaside and Center Parcs. One weekend we dressed up as Baby and Johnny from Dirty Dancing for a music festival.<\/p>\n

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When he wasn’t Dirty Dancing with Maria, Stewart was doing the dirty…<\/p>\n

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After two years together, things were getting serious and we began talking about the future and where we wanted to live.
But before we made any decisions, I booked a trip home to Portugal to see my family and get a bit of winter sunshine.
Only as it approached, I was in two minds about it.
\u2018I don\u2019t want to go,\u2019 I fretted to Stewart.
\u2018Don\u2019t be silly!\u2019 he said, laughing.
So I packed my bags and Stewart took me to the airport.
\u2018I\u2019ll pick you up when you get back,\u2019 he promised.
\u2018Thanks, babe,\u2019 I said, enjoying a last smooch before I boarded the plane.
When I stepped off again at the other end, the warm sun felt lovely on my skin and my sister threw her arms around me as soon as we met.
I missed my man but catching up with my loved ones made up for it.
When it was time to pack to go home, I thought of Stewart waiting for me. And I couldn\u2019t wait to run into his arms next day.
I hugged my sister and headed off to bed.
But in the middle of the night I woke up in a cold sweat, struggling to breathe.
I\u2019d had a nightmare that left me gasping for air.
In my dream, I stood helplessly by as Stewart had sex with his ex!
It was like I\u2019d witnessed him cheating and I lay there in the dark, trying to shake off the horrible images in my head of Stewart bonking someone else.
I watched it grow light, then picked up the phone and called him.
\u2018I had this awful dream\u2026\u2019 I cried, then told him the sleazy details.
But Stewart laughed off my panic.<\/p>\n

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Looks like another bird has been pulled…<\/p>\n

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\u2018It was just a dream,\u2019 he soothed. \u2018It doesn\u2019t mean anything!\u2019
\u2018Well, you swap texts with her when I\u2019m there,\u2019 I said, still reeling from the dream.
Stewart sighed wearily and said: \u2018We\u2019ll talk about it when I pick you up later.\u2019
\u2018Don\u2019t bother,\u2019 I huffed. \u2018I\u2019ll make my own way home.\u2019
As I travelled back, I couldn\u2019t stop the sordid dreamscape playing on a loop in my head.
I touched down in the early hours and got a taxi back home to Hertfordshire.
\u2018Thanks,\u2019 I yawned, tapping my card to pay my fare then climbing out with my case.
But while my car was where I\u2019d left it, Stewart\u2019s was nowhere to be seen.
If he wasn\u2019t picking me up, he should be waiting up for me.
Pulling out my phone, I tapped out a text.
I\u2019m home, where are you? I wrote.
There was no answer and I just fell asleep, exhausted. But next morning, there was still no Stewart.
I groped for my phone. There were no missed calls \u2014 and no reply to my text.
Now I really was on high alert. The images from my dream came flooding back and my stomach twisted in a knot of foreboding.
I couldn\u2019t shake off the feeling that Stewart was playing away and I felt sick. It\u2019s not called gut instinct for nothing.
Two whole days passed before he finally messaged me back. Then it was another week before I actually clapped eyes on him.
\u2018Did you have a good time?\u2019 he asked, a bit too breezily.
\u2018Yes, apart from the dream I had,\u2019 I said, glowering.
I watched him bristle, ready to tell me I was being silly again. But his nerve failed him.
He saw my face and knew I knew. Shifting from foot to foot, he couldn\u2019t meet my eyes.
\u2018Come on, out with it,\u2019 I demanded. \u2018What have you been up to?\u2019
He stared at the ground shiftily and admitted he\u2019d slept with his ex \u2014 just like in my dream.
\u2018I knew it!\u2019 I spat.
My sleeping mind and my gut were right. Stewart couldn\u2019t be trusted and he\u2019d grabbed his chance to cheat while I was away.<\/p>\n

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The couple in happier times – before her pornographic premonition came true<\/p>\n

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It still hit me like a ton of bricks, though.
\u2018I\u2019ve never done it before!\u2019 Stewart whined. \u2018It was only that one time!\u2019
As it all came tumbling out, he admitted that when I\u2019d refused a lift home from the airport he\u2019d simply gone to another one \u2014 where his ex was returning from her trip.
He\u2019d taken her home and they\u2019d dived into bed together. What a chancer!
All that guff about having to \u2018calm her down\u2019 was just a cover for her being his bit on the side.
And I\u2019d seen it all play out in my dream \u2014 like a pornographic prophesy!
\u2018I\u2019m so sorry,\u2019 Stewart muttered, hanging his head.
The whole thing left me feeling so hurt and confused that I didn\u2019t just dump him.
Instead, we limped on for a few more months until the on again, off again relationship was making me too miserable.
The trust was all gone and there was no hope for us. Stewart had shown what he was capable of and proved he didn\u2019t love me after all.
Now I\u2019m thinking of moving back to Portugal for a fresh start, far away from the man who betrayed me in his ex\u2019s bed\u2026 and my dreaming head.
I thought Stewart was the man of my dreams, it turns out he was more of a nightmare.<\/p>\n

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PHOTOS: GETTY<\/strong><\/p>\n

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