So I brought up the idea of having an open marriage of sorts again to my husband.
This is something that we have toyed with for years, kinda. We talk about it. I think it’s always been a semi desire for both of us. We decided to go ahead with it.
We are both excited about the idea. We have been married a long time. Neither one of us are jealous people and there is no lack of trust with us.
Honestly I think if anything it will deepen our relationship. I know most people couldn’t understand that. How powerful is it that we can enjoy the pleasures and excitement of other people with the knowledge that we always come home to each other. That we would never choose anyone over each other. It’s a powerful thing.
We both agree that it would be fun. Sex is fun. For me it isn’t an emotional thing. It never has been. What I have with my husband is emotional, it’s something no one could ever replace. Sexually we enjoy each other but it would be fun to enjoy other people too. He is my vinilla ice cream, my favorite flavor that I will always come back too. But it doesnt mean that I never want to taste some pecan or rocky road!
I was truly amazed by all the supportive comments and messages I received when I posted about this. Truly up until recently I thought there was something wrong with me. That my way of thinking was fucked. BUT, over the last year I’ve made some awesome friends and met a lot of new people and have learned that it is not unusual at all. That I shouldn’t be ashamed of not wanting to live an ideal life the way society says I am supposed to.
That is really what made me have the balls to sit down and have a serious conversation about it with my husband. And I’m glad I did. It was a part of myself I have always felt like I wan’t honoring. And he has no problem with it as long as we remain honest and open. And that, for us, I do not think will be a problem.