How it all started  

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10/25/2005 5:55 am

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How it all started

A few years ago, I was very depressed. We were in the process of fixing up our old house to sell and that became a full time job. Every night, there was something that needed to be done. Once we sold it, the new full time job was to pack everything up and move it to storage. We were building a new house and were moving into an extended stay hotel until it was done. That ended up being 4 months in a small hotel suite with a 3 year old. Needless to say, that didn't help my mood. Add to that, sitting across from me at work was this gorgeous, tall, slim 24 year old woman. She loved to travel, loved to do home improvement projects (when she told me she had a DeWalt hammer drill, I almost proposed on the spot) and loved to camp. Everything my wife did not like to do. Not only did I develop a serious crush on this woman, I also became even more depressed about my situation. Nothing ever happened between myself and the hottie across the aisle and my depression eventually turned into a sad resignation that this was what my life was and I might as well make the best of it. Around this time, our new house was completed so that also helped my mood considerably.

Fast forward a couple of years. My wife began to develop a friendship with a guy from work who also coached soccer. She'd never been athletic and wanted to have something she could do with our son who had just started playing soccer. She'd always felt like a bad mother because he and I had a closer bond than they did. She started meeting this guy at the gym (it was too cold for her outside) to practice kicking techniques. I had my suspicions but I also had the strange realization that I didn't really care if anything was going on between them.

One day, she had gone to meet this guy and I took our son to a birthday party and then to shop for a new guitar amp. While at the music store, I turned around and there was my wife with this strange expression on her face. She didn't look like she'd been crying but did look like she could start at any minute. I finally got her to tell me what was wrong. She'd had a very distinct fantasy about having sex with this guy and, that day, came very close to kissing him.

I laughed. I told her that I'd thought about having sex with every attractive woman I'd ever seen. I admitted to my feelings about the woman at work. I told her that sometimes I just want to fuck someone, anyone as long as it was someone new. I thought that this would shock her somewhat but she surprised me when she said, "Yeah, that's exactly how I feel."

So over the next few weeks, we talked a lot about it. Eventually, we came up with the rules. We both thought it was important to not introduce any diseases into the marriage, that neither of us really wanted to know that the other was at home getting some, and that we wanted to keep this somewhat separate from the romantic side of our marriage.

So that's how it began. I'll tell more in later installments.

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