[M]y Best Friend’s Wi[f]e Pt. 2 – His Side

[Part 1 – His Side](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a5pz7r/my_best_friends_wife_part_1/)

[Part 1 – Her Side](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a6lyhs/my_best_friends_wife_part_15/)

**This is Part 2 – His Side**

[Part 2 – Her Side](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aa7xfz/my_best_friends_wife_pt_2_her_side/)

**The Aftermath**

After the events with Jordan that Saturday night, I was feeling pretty strange and I think she was, too. She and Dominic had suspended their poly lifestyle and Jordan had violated that with what she did with me. So as I was driving back home Sunday morning Jordan texted me.

*”I am going to tell Dominic. Tonight if I get the courage”*

This was the moment. A voice inside screamed at me to betray Dominic, to tell Jordan not to tell him. I knew if I did that to save my ass, it would put Jordan in a terrible position and it wouldn’t be ethical poly. She might lie for me but she’d feel terrible, and if it ever got out, Dominic would hate me. I breathed in and out and texted back.

>Okay

*”I feel like I need to come clean… and half of me is upset I didn’t just take full advantage of the situation.”*

>lol yeah

*”I didn’t realize I was that touch hungry.”*

[M]y Best Friend’s Wi[f]e Pt. 2 — Her Side

[Part 1 – His Side](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a5pz7r/my_best_friends_wife_part_1/)

[Part 1 – Her Side](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a6lyhs/my_best_friends_wife_part_15/)

[Part 2 – His Side](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aa7y1v/my_best_friends_wife_pt_2_his_side/)

**This is Part 2 – Her Side**

I’d never let my desires overrule my brain before. I’ve always been a logical person. Something about Jordan and my circumstances predisposed me for making bad decisions. The next day, I knew I had to tell Dominic. I knew in my heart that this was going to be a tipping point in our relationship. I let Jordan know I would be telling him. It was the least I could do. I mean, Dominic was sure to rip him a new one too. I procrastinated until that evening and waited until we were in the car on the way home from a movie so I wouldn’t have to look at his face head on. He said surprisingly little… at first. Over the next few weeks I took the brunt of all his feelings. Jordan, being the saint he is, listened to me vent and cry and stress over my relationship. Dominic and I entered marriage counseling and began to heal. Nearly a month later, we’re feeling more positive about our relationship and decide to open our marriage up again, because that’s who we are.

[M]y Best Friend’s Wi[f]e — Part 1.5

# PART 1 IS [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a5pz7r/my_best_friends_wife_part_1/) IF YOU MISSED IT

**For clarity:** This is Part 1 written from female Jordan’s perspective. Actually one of the reasons she and I became close is that I am also named Jordan. So when you see “Jordan” in the below, we’re thinking me, the guy who wrote Part 1. She did not want to create her own account and asked me to post this under my throwaway.

THERE WILL BE A PART 2… it has already happened… ;)

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[M]y Best Friend’s Wi[f]e — Part 1

**The Background**

Dominic and I have been best friends for over a decade. I liked Jordan right away when they met and began dating about four years ago. She can dish it as well as she can take it. “One of the guys” but has an outspoken hos-before-bros female perspective. She’s feisty and cute. Not to mention, under her sweaters she’s hiding some serious G cups. Her curly blonde hair and glasses complete the package. You know she’s trouble just looking at her. For my part, I’m 6’6”, tall dark and handsome, but with a terminal case of dad bod. I used to be rather innocent and am exploring a new side of myself here after marriage.

About six months ago, I moved out of my home and was in the process of divorce after a long marriage. Dominic and Jordan had just gotten married and I was one of the best men. I’d been drinking champagne all day long and I was missing my then-wife, and at the reception when it was my turn to dance with Jordan I felt something. I was happy to be dancing with the bride, the most beautiful woman there, the center of attention. I was happy my best friend was being taken care of and loved. I was safe and comfortable and I felt like… like anybody who loves my best friend that much, I love her.