It was my first physical encounter with someone after 10 years of a monogamous relationship. I was entirely faithful from the day we began dating to this night I’m writing of. Of course, I’m told I could have most any man I wanted any time I wanted, but I made a commitment that my partner would be my only for as long as we were together. I had chances. I also wanted to take them, but I didn’t. That’s ten years of depriving myself of my needs.
My partner and I opened our relationship after admitting we felt we missed out on getting to have more than just a few sexual partners. We agreed to be non-monogamous, and neither of us wanted to know about the others endeavors.
I am careful to reveal my arrangement where I live because of my work situation, so I’d talked to my first side piece for a few months as friends, and as I sensed he was trustworthy and non-judgmental, I revealed my secret.