I could write a lengthy response to your post but why not just sum it up as, “I am happy for the both of you and the freedom that you share.”The back story behind my husband learning of my bisexuality was a relationship I was involved with prior to him. My previous partner was attractive and fairly good in bed, but after a few months I began to realize he had a somewhat possessive side. Not abusive or anything of that sort, but I could tell he was a jealous type. I did not sleep with other women during the year or so we were together, but my "needs" were practically raging and I came clean with him about it. He absolutely did not understand how a woman could desire another woman. A few days later we broke things off and I was actually relieved. At that point I was nearly prepared to turn completely to women, but I still liked guys and hoped to meet the "right one", which happened a few months later.
To my happy surprise, the man I met, was incredible to say the least in bed. I had never been with a guy who was that talented in bed. (That is another interesting story in itself) I determined to let him know about my other side before things went too far along, that way things could end without too much time invested in a potential relationship. I think it was the second or third time after we had sex, I confessed my bisexuality to him. To my surprise, he was not shocked at all and he told me he was of the opinion there were probably more women who were bisexual or at least bicurious than most people realized. He asked a few questions about my experiences and I remember him asking me if I had actually gone all the way, going down on another woman. I laughed and said yes, I had had done so several times, then asked him if that really, REALLY did not bother him. Grasping my hand he pulled it down and to my delight I found he had another raging hardon. Then, rolling on top of me, he said, "Does this feels like it bothers me?" and slid his rock hard dick deep in my wet pussy. I thought the man was going to pound me through the bed he was so turned on.
Over the next few days, we discussed it more and he told me he really liked being with me, but he did not want me to try to change for him. He was accepting of the situation and would not even push to be involved. I was so touched by his honesty and understanding I actually cried and one Saturday night in a candle lit bedroom, we actually "made love" rather than straight out fucking. Hard to explain, but women will especially get the emotional difference. Six months later after discussing the idea of a threesome with her, I led a friend into our bedroom where my husband had his first ever experience of being with two women at the same time and watching his future wife eat pussy and make another woman orgasm by way of her tongue.
The rest as they say is history....
I am in the same place you are. No to My Bi desires, No to Hotwifing. maybe one day......
She always says one day too… but I’m not holding my breath! I wish you luck!
I think that you were certainly lucky that she came out to you first. So - was she successful in helping you make it happen?
She sure was! Set up a fun weekend for us for my 30th birthday which included a guy who was more than happy to let me suck him
