Hi, Reddit, I am new here. It’s kind of a wild story for me. I nearly end up being a reason for someone’s divorce. Thankfully everything got on the right track and no divorce shit took place.
So, let’s being the story? Shall I.
College is kind of a place where we all explore our bed experience a lot. Many boyfriends, FWB and of course being in a sluty costume on Halloween, right? It was the same for me but with a religious mom. Although my mom’s a muslim, I never followed it a bit. And have done a lot of sins in my life.
In College, I was somewhat popular. Obviously, not the best. But I had had some hookups there, making out after a good football match is still my fav. But, this is not what the story is about. The story is about someone, who you did even imagine yet. And that guy is my neighbour. Yes! Neighbour.
He is a hot fella, dad-bod, and who doesn’t want that, huh. Our houses were next to each other and our garden was so connected that one of the wooden fences was broken and non of the families tried to repair it. He was around 38, in his late 30s and I was 20.
I always use to hear him and his wife fight, like crazy. It was pretty much every day. Once, I was having a beer, Obviously hiding from my mom, I was in their garden area. Hidden behind and Treehouse. I heard John(not the real name) coming towards the tree house while crying. I thought if he finds out I’ve been hiding here and drinking beer. I am getting killed by my mom. So, I stayed there quietly.
I finished one of the drinks, I constantly heard him cry. I couldn’t help but I went inside. I ask him ‘what’s the matter? Why you been crying” he tried to wipe his tears and said “wh– what ya doing there”, I replied “I was having a beer, but that’s not important. Tell me what has happened”. While saying this, I handle over a beer to him and told him to speak after having one. Turn out their marriage was going south, and they were having a lot of trouble. As he explains the rest, he started crying again. I HUGGED HIM. Although, he was 6’4″ and I was 5’5″, the hug was nice, thanks to that he was sitting on a chair :).
We started hanging out a lot. And we both used to have beer in their tree house, almost every day. And one day, at might around midnight, while having drinks. I kissed him. Yes, I did. Nothing like we were drunk, but we genuinely liked each other. He held me tight and kissed my lips and mah body. Got naked and we both were in sail some of the best times of our life. He was so good, I couldn’t understand why his wife is having trouble with him. Well, this went on for days and weeks and whole 2 months.
I even travelled with him to Phuket, I lied at home that I was going to a museum for my science work. Turns out that trip got me pregnant, we both were tensed, eventually, we dropped the baby, as I was in the first 3rd week. But we both didn’t stop, we had sex at my house and his’. Life was going great.
But, one day, his wife came home at the wrong moment. I and he were in THEIR bedroom, not even tree house or my room, but HER. He saw us, he saw his husband being with a girl she also liked to hang with. We both were sorry. Pleaded him, especially me, I was terrified if she will say this to my parents, I am going to God. What happened was a major turnaround for me, she was bi and liked me, she said “if you gonna do this, then I have to be with you as well”. The threesome took place. I enjoyed, he enjoyed and she was out of the world after tasting me in the bed.
End of the story, they didn’t divorce. Their marriage was fine, it got spicy again and I was having a really good time too. And that’s how a divorce got cancelled.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vbyax0/24_f_i_saved_a_divorce