I really do not care for drama but it seems I cannot avoid it. My husband's name is Dustin. Dustin and I have known each other since middle school. We have dated on and off through the years.
During high school, Dustin and I both met another man named Lance. Lance and I got along well but Lance and Dustin did not. Lance would be around us for years to come.
In college, Lance began to date my roommate, a girl named Amanda. They had a whirlwind romance that was full of passion and then quickly burnt out.
As Lance and I were still friends, he started venting to me about everything that had gone wrong with Amanda. The truth being that Amanda was just not into commitment. This brought Lance and I close together and we started dating.
Lance and I were both in college and loved to party so things quickly became sexual. Often Lance spent the night at my apartment. We would have sex and then just fall asleep. He hated going back to his home due to some issues so I just told him to live with me and he accepted.
During this time, Dustin and I would see each other every day at college. I knew he did not like Lance so I never brought up that we were dating or living together. There was no reason I could not be friends with both men.
Dustin began to flirt with me more and more and I flirted back as we had a long history. One day Dustin came right out and told me, he wanted to date me again. I did tell him no, that I was seeing someone else at the time. He of course asked who and I just said someone I was working with. Dustin was convinced he could win though and told me he would not give up.
The next few months were somewhat tricky as I saw Dustin and he always asked if I was ready to start dating again and I had to tell him no. I still wanted him to be my friend so I did not want to take things to a harsh level. After college, I would go home to Lance.