This past June, my husband and this Donna Oppolo bitch exchanged 263 texts in the matter of 3 weeks. Included in these texts were several multi-media texts (I’ll leave those to your imagination) There was also a 10 minute phone conversation. When I confronted him about the texts, my intelligence was insulted by him (the Infidel, aka Ben Flores) telling me it was a”party line” manned by several people who send Chicago concert information to over 30,000 people. After doing a bit of”research” (snooping) I found out the number belonged to 1 person and 1 person only, Donna Oppolo. When I confronted the Infidel, he said they were only friends and claimed she’s a lesbian. He removed her from his Facebook friends and twitter, as well as a whole slew of other various assorted websites they were on together, as he promised he would. Of course, this can’t be the end of it that would be too simple. || He had plans to go out of town over Labor Day weekend to see his daughter, who just happens to live in a suburb of Chicago. This man, who is usually anally meticulous about traveling plans had no definite plans about when he was leaving, where he was going to be or even when he was going to be home. He said his daughter would not be home until Saturday evening, yet he left at noon on Saturday. I was taking a nap when he left. He didn’t wake me up to say Bye or anything. So when I woke up at 2:30pm, I texted him and asked him where he was. He replied, and I quote,”In Hammond with Scott and Steve from old old Diablos softball team. Battery going dead so…..”. Throughout the rest of Saturday and all of Sunday he would not answer any of my texts, or phone calls. I sent his daughter 2 texts and asked her of her dad ever made it to her house, she wouldn’t reply to me either. I ended up sending both him and his daughter a text saying I was going to call the police and file a missing persons report as it had been over 24 hours since I had heard from him. Lo and behold, 10 minutes later, he replied saying”Be home tomorrow”. When he came home Monday afternoon, he had none of the usual”happenings” stories about things that happened while he was gone. He had no stories about Scott n Steve who he hadn’t seen in over 30 years. No pictures, nothing. When I asked him why even his daughter wouldn’t answer any of my texts, he said, and again I quote”probably because she didn’t want to bust me out”. I said if you weren’t doing anything wrong, why would she be busting you out?? He wouldn’t answer that. I had a gut feeling Saturday that he was with the Homewrecking bitch, and I believe he spent the whole weekend with her. || On October 10th, I did more”research”. I found a video that he had sent to Ms Homewrecker at 5am that morning in email. There was a video attachment to that email. The subject of the email said”weather or not :)…..” The video starts with his laptop webcam pointed at the TV and on the TV is our local 24 hour weather channel (we don’t live in Chicago, we live (I, now) in a small North Central Indiana town). After about a minute of the weather, he pans the camera around to himself, and in a very soft voice he says”man cave” then smiles slightly. Then he tells her,”Man, I really wanna talk to you” smiles, then waves bye. The end. The look on his face in this video when he says he wants to talk to her is the same exact look he had when he said his wedding vows to me 18 years ago. It’s the”I am so in love with you look”. (Our 18th anniversary was 7th btw, which he forgot for the first time ever) I was so pissed off after watching that I was shaking. I sent him a text at work, told him I saw the video, told him I want him out of this house and 20 minutes later he was here packing his stuff. I asked him why he was doing this to me, he said because he didn’t love me anymore. I asked him if he was in love with her and he said”not yet”. I asked him if he was moving in with her, he said he”hadn’t answered her yet”. YES. THAT GUTTER SNIPE ASKED A MARRIED MAN TO MOVE IN WITH HER!!! I told him I was going to start divorce proceedings, he told me to wait on that and let’s just be separated and see how it goes. Are you fucking kidding me?? I’m supposed to sit around here and wait while he plays house and if it doesn’t work out, he’s going to come back. That’s what it sounds like to me. Fuck that! The whole time he was packing, I was freakishly calm. NO yelling, screaming, crying, nothing. HE on the other hand, had an attitude like I did this to HIM. || He left here on Thursday the 10th, and on Saturday the 12th he sent me a text saying he was moving in with her. I have sent him 30 texts the past week about things concerning all the past due bills he left me with, the divorce, what he’s done to the grandchild that lives here in this house, and he doesn’t reply to anything. He has a victim attitude, and HE’S NOT THE VICTIM. The fact that he moved in with her so fast tells me that I was right about Labor Day, and this has been going on way longer than June. Nobody in their right mind would move in with some internet tramp without actually spending a lot of time with them IN PERSON. || I called her a bimbo when he was packing; he said she’s hardly a bimbo. I said she’s fucking around with a married man. That makes her a bimbo in my book. He’s a fucking pig man whore and she’s just a homewrecking slut.