[F] How my inner slut turned my life upside down (old account nred92)

Hi everyone! Nina here! I used to have an account on Reddit with the username nred92. But I made the rash decision of deactivating it, and now I regret it. I will tell you why below.

I’m 28, Canadian-Lebanese and I’ve been married to my husband for nearly 2 years. I was brought up in a conservative middle-eastern household and my husband was the first man I ever dated and slept with. 

After we got married, he introduced me to a whole other lifestyle where I found myself (to his knowledge) having sex with 2 of his best friends. It was the most amazing and sensual experience I had ever had, however, from his point of view, it was meant to be a one time thing. Unfortunately for him, I had gotten addicted to this lifestyle and eventually ended up sleeping with his entire group of friends. 

Things were going great, until my guilt caught up to me and I confessed everything to him. He was extremely angry and furious at first finding out I had been sneaking around behind his back. However, he and I eventually came to an understanding. He realized that the idea of me having sex with other men was actually a turn on for him and he decided to let me continue with my new lifestyle. 

Things couldn’t be better. Then I met Robert, an extremely wealthy man in his late 50s, who is twice my age. I ended up having relations with Robert and his age didn’t bother me one bit and the fact that I was married didn’t bother him either. Robert would shower me with gifts and spoil me to no end and we would have sex regularly. 

The problem then started when my husband found out about me sleeping with Robert. In hindsight, we should have set boundaries and ground rules when we began our arrangement, but that never happened. My husband accused me of being a gold digger and a cheap whore who is sleeping with a man my father’s age for money. This drove a wedge between us and he kicked me out of the house. I began to live with Robert for the past two months and didn’t speak to my husband in that time.

Yesterday my husband called me and told me he wanted to get a divorce. I was devastated. I guess I always thought that we would eventually get back together. I pleaded with him and told him I would stop seeing Robert but he refused. 

In my sadness and anger, I deleted my Reddit account which housed all my stories and the (mostly) wonderful comments and messages from you all. I regret doing that now. Writing my thoughts and experiences was a means of escape for me, a sort of diary and I never should have deleted my account. But what’s done is done. I want to continue writing and keeping you up to date on what’s going on with my life.

Anyways, my husband ended up telling my parents about my affair with Robert. Thankfully he didn’t tell them about me sleeping with my husband’s entire group of friends. My parents and brothers told me they never want to speak to me again.

In the midst of all this, Robert heard me crying on the phone and I told him everything that was happening. To make matters worse, he said he didn’t want to get caught in the middle of such a complicated situation and respectfully asked that we end things.

This added to my stress and pain even more. I had nowhere to go. I don’t have any money. I don’t work. I have no marketable skills that could help me get a job. And I have a university degree that I have never used. For money I’ve always relied on the men in my life, whether it was my dad, my husband or Robert. So basically, I’m screwed. 

I expressed my situation to Robert. He agreed to let me stay short term. But he also implied that it wouldn’t be free (i.e. he expects me to continue to sleep with him if I don’t want to end up homeless). 

Say what you want about him, but at the end of the day, this was my best option. I agreed. And Robert fucked me. In the past he was always very gentle. But this time he was rough. Maybe he felt I was bought and paid for. That I was providing a service and he was going to reap the benefits. I guess that’s capitalism for you. Regardless, I still enjoyed the sex and it relieved me of some stress.

This morning, Robert fucked me again. Then he went out. Then in the afternoon came back and fucked me again. I’m pretty sure he’s going to expect it again tonight. Again, I don’t mind this part. In this whole experience over the past year, I’ve learned just how much I enjoy sex. It’s the only thing that actually brings me some happiness these days.

I’m still holding out hope that my husband and I can reconcile but I need to give it time. I’m going to continue to post new updates on my new page nred922 as well as on this thread. If you want to get caught up on my old stories, I have a profile on literotica (just google “nred92 literotica”).

Anyways, I didn’t mean this to be such a downer post. I just wanted to let everyone who’s been following me know that I’m still here and will continue to post. I know many of you will say that I had this coming and deserved it, and you’re probably right. But I believe everything happens for a reason and I’m still hoping for the best.

-Nina :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k7l5cv/f_how_my_inner_slut_turned_my_life_upside_down