I first met him about three years ago.
It was one of those usual Saturday nights and I felt someone looking at me from a distance. Actually, it was more like staring at me. Checking me out!
Soon, he came closer and introduced himself.
A banker. Young. Fit. Definitely good-looking!
Next thing I knew, we were dancing the night away. And later, I went back home with him.
The sex was fabulous. He knew how to press all the right buttons and I was in orgasmic heaven!
It’s been three years since and the sex is still amazing. Even better than the one I have with my boyfriend!
I’ve been dating my boyfriend for over 5 years now.
It’s a happy relationship. He’s kind-hearted, nice looking and rather gentlemanly. I’m lucky I’ve got no reason to complain.
I know what you’re thinking. If my boyfriend is so good, why have I been cheating on him for the past 3 years?
Frankly, I had never planned it to happen.
I met him at a party and sparks flew. Suddenly, it didn’t matter that I was committed to my boyfriend. That night, I wanted to be just with the other guy!
And many nights after, I’ve wanted to be with him. And I don’t think it’s bad!
I love my boyfriend. I really do. He’s the one for me. I’m sure of that. I don’t see a reason to compare him to someone else.
But I can’t help but think about this other guy. For some reason, he’s exactly what I’ve wanted. In the bedroom, yes, but also outside of it.
Meeting him is a rush, one that I need every time I start getting into a rut with my relationship.
Whenever I feel that life with my boyfriend is getting monotonous, I seek out the other guy. His presence in my life, even if it is for that one odd day, breaks the monotony and adds the much-needed spark back into my life, into my relationship with my boyfriend.
It’s like a pleasant Sunday afternoon after a week of absolute madness. My relationship is my life for six days but I won’t be able to function if I don’t get someone else on day seven.
Why should I feel guilty about wanting to be happy? About wanting a break from the regularities of life?
Relationships are fantastic, yes, but also a tad bit repetitive. And if some people can only keep up with it by enjoying a day off, what’s the big deal?
I don’t meet this guy very often. Not more than once a week. It can’t be that bad, right?
I don’t think what I’m doing is cheating. I’m just ensuring I don’t get tired of my relationship and call it off.
Besides, I don’t think I’m doing anything my boyfriend hasn’t already done.
After being with me for over 5 years, can I really believe he’s never strayed outside our relationship?
When he travels abroad for work. When he’s out with his friends partying the entire night. When he’s too ‘busy’ to meet me. Whenever I’m not in town. I’m never going to believe that all those times all he’s done is sit and think about me!
Just like I need a distraction to keep things going, I’m sure he needs it too. And I’m fine with that!
I’m fine with him having someone else in his bed when I’m not around. I’m okay if he’s making love to another woman. As long as we’re in love with each other, what harm can one night of sex cause our relationship?
I’d like to believe our affairs are what have kept us together.
Open relationships are so common nowadays. Just that my boyfriend and I haven’t had a conversation about it.
But we don’t need it. We’re happy. In love. A love that won’t fade away just because we have passionate sex with someone else.
I’ve found a way to make our relationship work. It involves another man, yes, but as long as my heart belongs to my boyfriend, what’s wrong with a night of wild sex with someone else?