I have a cheating spouse in a motel story.
My parents managed motels when I was a teenager. We'd been in one place for maybe a year, very small property in a high tourist town.
Mom was checking in a couple and the guy looked very familiar to my mom. She tells him he looks familiar but he insists he doesn't. By the end of the transaction, as she's giving them the room key, she thinks she's pretty sure of who he is and mentions a mutual acquaintance that he would have known.
Nope, not him, he insisted. (either the name was no help or he didn't use his real name, I don't remember)
They had asked for restaurant recomendations and by the time they were leaving for dinner my mom was positive who he was and actually walked out to where they were getting in the car and dropped another name.
Nope, not him.
By this time she's pretty sure it's him and thought it was odd that he was insisting otherwise. The woman she remembered him marrying wasn't the woman who checked in with him but people get divorced and she hadn't seen this couple for years.
Sure enough, they get back from dinner, pack up their suitcases and leave without staying the night.
At that point she knows damn well who it was and what's going on. That isn't the funny part though. About a month later my parents go to a friends church one sunday monrning a few towns down the coast. There, in the pulpit, is the guy. He wasn't the preacher but Mom said they made eye contact and his pause was obvious. He was also still married to the friend mom remembered and they stayed after service and had a nice talk. He went straight to the car.
Mom never told her but I'm sure he never cheated so close to home again.

My parents managed motels when I was a teenager. We'd been in one place for maybe a year, very small property in a high tourist town.
Mom was checking in a couple and the guy looked very familiar to my mom. She tells him he looks familiar but he insists he doesn't. By the end of the transaction, as she's giving them the room key, she thinks she's pretty sure of who he is and mentions a mutual acquaintance that he would have known.
Nope, not him, he insisted. (either the name was no help or he didn't use his real name, I don't remember)
They had asked for restaurant recomendations and by the time they were leaving for dinner my mom was positive who he was and actually walked out to where they were getting in the car and dropped another name.
Nope, not him.
By this time she's pretty sure it's him and thought it was odd that he was insisting otherwise. The woman she remembered him marrying wasn't the woman who checked in with him but people get divorced and she hadn't seen this couple for years.
Sure enough, they get back from dinner, pack up their suitcases and leave without staying the night.
At that point she knows damn well who it was and what's going on. That isn't the funny part though. About a month later my parents go to a friends church one sunday monrning a few towns down the coast. There, in the pulpit, is the guy. He wasn't the preacher but Mom said they made eye contact and his pause was obvious. He was also still married to the friend mom remembered and they stayed after service and had a nice talk. He went straight to the car.
Mom never told her but I'm sure he never cheated so close to home again.
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