Would love to hear weird breakup stories. This is an excuse to share mine so ... I will start. Was dating an attractive woman. We were both in our early 40s. She was a mom with 2 kids and incredible in bed. We got along great but, she wanted to get married ASAP. I felt rushed and was always putting on the brakes it seems. I was definitely thinking about marrying her but, was a little uncomfortable about how fast things were going. I sometimes got the feeling that she wanted a Dad for her kids more than anything. When things slowed down, she tended to start seeing other guys on the side ... I think to get me jealous. One weekend I asked her to go see a show in town but, she said she was spending the weekend visiting her parents. Well, I woke up Sunday morning with a bunch of voicemails from her. It seemed that she instead had gone off to a resort for the weekend with another guy. She had accidentally butt-dialed me on her cell phone while I was asleep and her late dinner conversations with her guy went right to my voicemail. Each message timed out and a new one was created so, there was a whole bunch of messages of them chatting and having a good old time. It was most enlightening! Loooots of interesting things she said. After she got back from "seeing her parents". I spilled the beans and I broke up with her. She was mortified and tried for months to get us back together. I was pretty upset at the time. Now I just chuckle over it. I think I dodged a bullet ! : )
I'd share, but I really don't have a breakup story. I've never broken up with a woman, and I've never been broken up with. When I was a teenager I wasn't allowed to date, and when I went to college I had awful luck with women. I married the only girlfriend I've ever had. I could share plenty of stories about the times I've TRIED to start a relationship, but I'm not ready to share things like that.
I think you was lucky there. It appears you were already suspicious of her intentions and as a relationship goes I don't think it would have worked as trust is a key issue and she was breaking that .
I've had a lot of breakup experiences, but none of them are crazy in any way. Honestly, there's nothing crazy about your story of catching someone in a lie and breaking up. As far as your phones being involved, technology is becoming the rule rather than the exception. In one recent year in the US, about one third of all divorce filings included the word "Facebook." One of my brothers left his wife/children and is a serial chaser of women. He loves the chase, and breaks up with them for the most specious of reasons. He broke up with one girlfriend because a friend of hers broke a chair that was of no importance to him. He broke up with another girlfriend because he didn't like a sweater she gave him as a gift. It isn't "crazy" because his motivation for dating these women was clear to me - the thrill of the chase. He's a jerk, but not mentally ill. However, they didn't know this about him (that he has pursued, dated, and had sex with hundreds of women), so the breakups for such flimsy reasons generally seem crazy to the women on the receiving end of the breakup news.
I've had a lot of breakup experiences, but none of them are crazy in any way. Honestly, there's nothing crazy about your story of catching someone in a lie and breaking up. As far as your phones being involved, technology is becoming the rule rather than the exception. In one recent year in the US, about one third of all divorce filings included the word "Facebook." One of my brothers left his wife/children and is a serial chaser of women. He loves the chase, and breaks up with them for the most specious of reasons. He broke up with one girlfriend because a friend of hers broke a chair that was of no importance to him. He broke up with another girlfriend because he didn't like a sweater she gave him as a gift. It isn't "crazy" because his motivation for dating these women was clear to me - the thrill of the chase. He's a jerk, but not mentally ill. However, they didn't know this about him (that he has pursued, dated, and had sex with hundreds of women), so the breakups for such flimsy reasons generally seem crazy to the women on the receiving end of the breakup news.
When I broke it off with my first sex partner there was a little revenge in play. We got together nearly a year earlier and she provided me with a learning experience from the get go. She was eight years older, going through a divorce, and became the first woman I had sex with. Becoming my mentor she taught me a lot in those months we were together. One thing about our relationship, I rarely ejaculated into her vagina when we had sex. She refused to be on the pill so the only times I did were few and far apart usually when she was menstruating. What I didn't know was she had other "friends" that would visit from time to time for a little romp between the sheets. I was informed by a mutual friend that my mentor was in play. The comment went right past me and she then told me bluntly that my mentor was fucking several other men. Especially while I was traveling for my company. My first thoughts were denial as I thought we were exclusive. It wasn't until I noticed a strange vehicle in her extra parking place one afternoon (the complex assigned 2 spaces per unit) that I believed the information. I quietly unlocked the door and eased into the apartment. No one was downstairs but I heard a shuffling upstairs. Creeping up the stairs I recognized the sounds of two lovers in quiet conversation. After listening a moment I snuck back out and left to contemplate my next move. I had known for a wile it was time to move on. I came up with a plan and called my mentor telling her I wanted to see her. She agreed and we set a time at the apartment. Right before then I hooked up with my future spouse and we ended up in my bed. After we had sex I met up with my mentor while not taking the time to clean up after the fucking. I arrived, she was ready for me, and we retired to the bedroom. Once we were engaged in intercourse I whispered in her ear that I had just fucked another woman. I softly told her what we had done and that her secretions were still on my cock. This turned up the heat and she began to fuck me aggressively. I then asked if she had fucked anyone besides me naming a couple that I knew might had been intimate with her. As we continued to fuck away she remained mum on the subject but I persisted. Soon she couldn't take it anymore and blurted out that she had. I prodded her for more details and she confirmed she was fucking an off duty fireman. Keeping up the pace I quietly told her we were through, that I couldn't keep on since she had other men in her life. Knowing that she didn't want me to ejaculate into her I held myself in as deep as I could and let go. She was pinned under me while I whispered I was coming holding her in my arms while I completed the deal. In a bit of a panic, as I'm sure she felt my semen coating her insides, she scrambled to the bathroom to clean as much of me as she could out of her pussy. I said goodbye through the door, dressed, and left. Sad to say I never saw her again. Today, I kind of regret doing that to her but I was young, dumb, and pissed. She never became pregnant but until she menstruated the thought was there.
After my wife passed away I dated a few women. One that turned out to have a rather big issue that I was unaware of. She was on a cocktail of different medications, All to balance her mentally Which I was not aware off. We were dating for about 7 months and she , unknown to me , decided to go off of her meds because she was " feeling really good and totally in love with me" Well she spent the weekend with me at my house. Friday evening, All day Saturday. And Sunday morning. Just after lunch on Sunday she snapped. Out of no where she started to scream at me, Curse at me ( I do not curse and would never do that in front of her or at any time, and she knew that ) When she walked into the kitchen area and started to empty the knife block by throwing the knives at me. The situation escalated very quickly. Using a seat cushion I was batting the knives away. After she emptied the knife block she cursed me out again and ran out the door. Jumped in her car and drove like a true ass leaving the house. Days later she made up an excuse for it all. Saying that I talked her into stop taking her meds. The ones that I did not know anything about ! Well I came to learn that I was not the first one that she had flip out on. The sister who she refused to talk to anymore. Filled me in on her sisters past history with men. It was a true eye opening experience for me. It was quite a while before I dated again
