Hi everyone,
Several people recommended I share this story here too, but I’m new to Reddit and not sure if it’s allowed.
My name is Hannah. I’m in my late 20s, and I’ve been with my husband, John, since university. I’m 5’5, with black hair and green eyes. I’m slim, with olive toned skin, a few freckles, a great ass and breasts that are on the smaller side but still a nice handful. I go to the gym regularly. Without trying to sound full of myself, guys often try and chat me up or ask for my number or my snap when we go out to bars, or even in regular public spaces. I think it’s fair to say I’m attractive.
I’ve been hooking up with other guys for about 8 years, ever since John admitted he had intense fantasies about sharing me. It took me a while to believe he wasn’t just setting up a trap. When we finally pulled the trigger and I slept with a guy from Tinder, we both absolutely loved it and haven’t stopped since.