Happened to me once when I was younger, I met this guy when I worked as a traveling salesperson, crossed paths in accounts. Went on a date with him, he was abnormally hurried in trying to close the deal (if you know what I mean)
I called to let him know I was going to be late on our second date, looked up his home number, and a woman answered the phone. Bless her heart, she barely spoke english but I did find out she was living with him, and told her what was going on.
He called and I laid into him... he said it was my fault for not asking.
This was prior to being scared by infidelity and I felt like CRAP about myself for being used by this guy and by being part of the pain inflicted on his girlfriend or wife.
I understand how you feel... we know it is not our fault, but it feels horrible to know some douchebag could get to know us and then try to use us that way, and even though we did not intentionally deliver pain to the betrayed, there is no joy in being the vessel of delivery.
[This message edited by why2008 at 11:36 PM, January 21st (Tuesday)]