So our relationship took a huge turn. We decided in order to feed our inner selves, our souls, our cravings and desires, that we, as a couple, would become a poly couple. We did research-which is funny to think about really. When you think you have a new identity, do you find yourself researching what that could be and mean? I do.
So we read a book, I looked at some articles. It all made sense. I wanted to be with women. I wanted to be with my husband. But it's not all about me. He needed some fun too. And so a new relationship-after 13 years-was born.
We both started out slow, not meeting anyone. Then we both met someone and connected with them a few times. Dare I say, we hooked up too. Then with both almost at the same time-do they know each other and is this a joke?-they fell out of our lives. Small communications, but nothing like it was the first few dates. There are no dates with them anymore.
But what worked out, is soon after we both found other people who we connected with even more. This is so strange. Right now, after I got home from work, he got a text from his girl, and off he goes to spend some hours with her. I kissed him goodbye and gave him a smile. I told him to give her a kiss for me, sensually. With this relationship, there is more to the story. We all had some fun, and are now shared. We are a triad. Funny.
Triad. I love that he is happy and that he is getting what he needs from me and his others. I am his primary, and he is mine. We are so happy. Why did it take so long for this to happen? Our sex live is 100x more and intense and real than it has ever been.
There is something to this happily non-monogamous thing. It really works.
Of course I wouldn't be human if there was no small pings of jealousy sometimes. But I remember that I am loved unconditionally, and that I asked for this, and that he is probably feeling the same way when I tell him I am going out on a date or to my girls house,
strange webs and fascinating worlds
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