My mother married her third husband when I was 12. He was the one I would most likely think of as a Dad, at least the only one that really tried to be more than just a buddy. When I was a senior in High School, he cheated on my mom with some chick he was in a college class with. It then came out that that wasn't the first, he was also a volunteer fireman and had had a couple other flings while off at "training". The last time ended it for them, my mom moved away and he went off on his own too. When I graduated High School, I moved to KC where she was living. When I walked in the door, he was sitting there in the living room. I didn't talk to my mom for a few months after that day, but I finally accepted that if she was willing to forgive him, I suppose I should too. Four years later he was screwing a girl he worked with.
I guess the moral to all this is that it's damn hard to trust again. I don't really believe a person will cheat once and stop. I think that once they get away with it, caught or not, they will do it again. If they are willing to lie to someone they should care a great deal about, they are willing to lie to anyone about anything. I would seriously consider the idea that although this happened long ago and they may have made their amends about it, the sad truth may be that they have just gotten better about hiding their affairs.
I guess the moral to all this is that it's damn hard to trust again. I don't really believe a person will cheat once and stop. I think that once they get away with it, caught or not, they will do it again. If they are willing to lie to someone they should care a great deal about, they are willing to lie to anyone about anything. I would seriously consider the idea that although this happened long ago and they may have made their amends about it, the sad truth may be that they have just gotten better about hiding their affairs.