As a preface to this story. I was dating a guy at the time and we decided to try to have an open relationship. This meant that we both found another person to have sex with outside of the relationship. I chose an ex-boyfriend (let’s call him Dylan) that I hadn’t spoken to in nearly five years other than a singular meeting here and there. This is the story of our first sexual encounter after we made the deal.
I had written back and forth with Dylan for a few days, slowly getting more and more suggestive. In the beginning he was very confused by the sexual undertones, seeing as I was in a relationship. When I explained the situation to him, he was all in. We talked possible places where we could have sex, seeing as my boyfriend at the time was always home and Dylan was homeless at the time. We decided to meet in the centre of the city a couple of days later to talk and maybe fuck if we found a place.