It all started almost two years ago. She was totally consumed by her book, leaving her with very little time or interest for anything else. We’ve always been strongly supportive of each other, and that time was no exception. As much as my libido was building up, I tried my best to not distract her with my needs. And while she was primarily focussed on her book, she took note of what was happening.
One day at breakfast she shared her idea.
“So I’ve been thinking about our situation and I have an idea. Why don’t you sleep with other women?”
“Uh…are you serious or messing with me?”
“I mean it. I see no harm in it. It’s not like cheating’. She quickly added with a smirk, ‘Heck, I could even hook you up with a friend.”
“Well, to be honest, I’m turned on by the idea. But I’m not sure if I can actually do it”
“OK, how about this — just go on a dinner date and see how that goes”
“OK, well, what the hell. Hook me up.”, I said with a feeling of mixed excitement and nervousness. Back then, I was nowhere as sexually or socially open as I’m now.