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Being 'The Other Woman'
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Being 'The Other Woman' When I was younger I was insecure and had preconceived notions about what life was about. Especially what love was about. This is typical, of course. The wisdom that comes with life experiences teaches us that much of what we want changes over time. Some of these preconceived notions were just silly: waiting until marriage to have sex, never date a divorced man because you don't believe in divorce, get married by 40 because the single 40-somethings you know are unhappy and on anti-depressants. Amazingly, I never had the notion of not engaging in sexual acts with multiple people -- at the same time. This makes me bust out laughing. The thing is, today, sitting here, I'm writing this post as a very happy single woman. Who lives the life that makes her happy. Without misconceptions (ok, yes I have the hangup about age, but younger men are what I absolutely find attractive), and by making up my own rules on what life and love should be about. We often find ourselves in situations we'd never believe to happen. Which is exactly what happened to me when I became 'the other woman' to a married man. I used to workout with this guy. When he saw me online on a swinger site, he messaged me. The thing is, he's really, really pretty. Smart and kicking ass. And we clicked. I immediately felt at home in his presence and I liked his dominant, alpha male nature. The weekend we met his wife was away on business, so for three days straight we hardly slept. We fucked for hours in the bed he shares with his wife. Who has had sex with him maybe three times in two years. I asked questions and listened to his frustrations. I took him to a CRAZY lifestyle party at a swinger club where he met no less than 40 of my dear friends. He'd never been to anything remotely close to this before. His seemingly virginal attributes were adored by my friends. At one point during the night, I crawled across the floor on my hands and knees in my black catsuit to rest where one of my incredibly gorgeous girlfriends was sitting. I ran my hands up her thighs, under her skirt and leaned up to french kiss her. She and I laughed playfully. I looked back at him. I have never seen a man with a bigger smile. On night three, completely spent from a weekend of no sleep, we had just finished fucking. I'm covered in cum and he said to me, "this is going to be hard to stop". We were hooked. I didn't want to take any spot in his life. I wanted his wife to appreciate him again. He is in love with her. But I really enjoyed the sex, so we continued to see each other. I would tell him, "Know that eventually I will leave you." We traveled to Dallas, setting up play sessions with women and men. We ate at a wonderful five star restaurant and laughed hysterically at men who would double take my way as we walked the streets (which, interestingly, became a fantasy and a blog post). We played during the day and talked of dirty fantasies. He never saw me in makeup or flattering lighting. We ventured to an orgy party watching 14 or more (I don't know, it was sooo many naked bodies) people fuck their little hearts out at this North Austin mansion. I liked him, but I liked much, much more that I was free to fuck others and do as I please. He loved and got off on the stories. I read articles online about being the other woman. I didn't feel shame. I didn't have remorse. Should I? I was just living my life as I wished. I knew there would be dire consequences if exposed, so I guarded the secret with my life. Two of my girlfriends knew and gave me some nasty eyes, so we talked little of it as the weeks and months rolled by. And then he spoke of remorse. And guilt. I hoped it meant that he and his wife were reconnecting. And then the day came where he didn't call, nor did he return my email. And I really hope that means that they're doing well again. I root for them! Would I enter into this type of situation again? I'm not sure. That level of comfort and connection is hard to find. Being in the lifestyle, I'm able to appreciate and understand my place as a sexual partner. I don't take away from others that have this or want this type of relationship. For many who aren't mentally healthy, it's a slippery slope. Would I rather have an open relationship with a single man who is able to hold my hand on the streets of Austin? For sure. Am I glad I experienced this connection? Absolutely! I wouldn't take it back or ask for it to be different in any way. Being the other woman brought stipulations on my relationship I'd never experienced before. Maybe the forbidden aspect turned me on. All I know at this point in time, is just about anything is a possibility. If it works, it just does. Ya know?  |
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The wife n I r swingers n we love watching each other play with different people, we have had mfm mff n mfmf we have parties some time at our house, no regret it is part of our lives n we have fun doing it
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These are complicated relationships. Your relationship-friendship ended and you remained positive. That may have to do with being in the lifestyle as you pointed out. My experience wasn't positive...well, it didn't end on a positive note. There were a lot of hurt feelings and I have to own at least half the reasons. I wouldn't do it again. With the right partner, I would being in the lifestyle without hesitation. But ever being in the lifestyle is very unlikely at this point in my life and unlikely in the foreseeable future. “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
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Lucky guy. I search for someone just like you. Rebar100 Just the right amount of wrong. Occasional participant in various ongoing blogging projects. Rather be naked. The Blog: [REBAR100]
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You have to do what's right for you. I think you handled it well, first keeping the secret and then letting him go. It is a balancing act that many people can't handle. but for those who can, it is an adult choice.
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The relationship I wrote about in my blog Trials Tribulations of An Affair lasted quite a few years after being written. There never was any heartache at the end. No great drama either. It just became to difficult to see each other and slowly we drifted apart. I suppose I still feel some affection for the man, but also a little sorry for him that he'd been in a marriage for so many years that makes him unhappy, I've written some other blogs on the subject. Not from guilty just a topic I've thought about a lot. I've had a number of other married men in my life. I finally decided, even if it was just for sex I no longer wanted to be the other woman. I do not want to be a part in something that could hurt someone badly, an unsuspecting wife or partner and family.
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You taking responsibility is paramount to a better situation next time. The LS is not for most, but hopefully you'll find exactly what you're looking for. Thanks for reading!  “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
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1 post 8/21/2016 7:43 pm |
I've gotten the phone call in the middle of the night from the girlfriend he's lived with for 3 years. I answered every question she had. Including how could I not have known. After no sex for 3 years, I decided some summer fun. I worked an intense physical job that required no error. I love my work. So having someone that liked to go hear live music once a week, take me boating once or twice a week, and sometimes would just fuck me and leave, perfect. i told her how I sleep with my cat and get up at 5am. No one was interferring in what I was doing. So, I never thought it strange that he never slept over because he was never invited to. Hearing her cry was horrible. I met a man on here 2 years ago. After hours of sex, he told me that he had a girlfriend and he should dump her and make me his girlfriend. I think my exact words were, "Don't you dare fucking do that". I just laughed in his face because he'd just do it to me too. We had sex a few more times and I didn't judge it. I found a dick to stick with for a bit and she had moved in with him. So i ended it. Occasionally, he would send me video of him master baiting. I'm easily amused. He talked to me about marrying her. I told him, how I couldn't be with someone that couldn't keep up sexually and make me laugh my ass off. That he's just asking for divorce #2. I heard from him a few weeks ago. It was a few hours before I responded. Because of the text, I joked about him getting married real quick. Yep, just back from the JOP. I feel for her, it's her first wedding and he doesn't love her. I gave him blow after blow of sarcasm. He knows how I feel about honesty, so it just made me sad for both of them. He just went on about how it wasn't black or white and she wanted it. I told him he couldn't contact me until he got divorced. I just don't want that drama. If people could always be honest the'd get fucked more and grow with each orgasm. Oh, the places you'll go.
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Been there, done that, got the fucking t-shirt.... "The moment you break up with him you break up with me - and by the way, I despise him : He ought to have known that his woman was fucking another one. And prevent it : No remorse" Last, painful , words Cheers - P
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