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A chance meeting with my old boyfriend
I grew up in an inner-city Cleveland neighborhood. It was a treelined street of classical craftsman style houses placed closely together. When I was a young child, my entire world was my block and the other kids who lived there. Brad was my next-door neighbor and my best friend. I knew him since we were in diapers. We were boyfriend and girlfriend in kindergarten, and I never liked anyone else. We started formally dating in middle school. Brad gave me my first kiss, my first passionate kiss and all of my early sexual experiences. We did everything but losing our virginity with each other, which we were saving for our expected marriage. Brad was my first great love. That all ended when my father was transferred to Indiana when I was a sophomore in high school.
Brad and I lost contact, but in my mind, I still assumed that we would reconnect later and still marry. Even though I dated other guys, I was still saving myself for him. Unfortunately, my dreams were crushed when I found out that he got another girl pregnant and got married when I was in college. It took me a couple years, but I eventually found another love and got married. My husband and I had been married about five years and it was close to ten years since I had any contact with Brad when the following happened.
My husband had purchased a small pop-up trailer. We were camping in September. To my surprise, I discovered that Brad was also camping there. You cannot imagine the emotions that overwhelmed me when I saw him. Most of the old feelings came immediately back and I felt a longing to be with him emotionally and sexually. I discovered that he had gotten divorced, was working on a construction project and living in his camper. My husband knew about my past relationship with Brad, and I did not hide that he was in the campground. It was arrogant and inconsiderate of me to be so excited when I told him.
That evening when my husband and I were in bed in our camper. He asked me how it made me feel to see Brad and knowing that he was now single. I did not lie and confessed my desires. I cried after apologizing for admitting to the feelings that I could not deny. He didn’t say anything, and we lay in silence for the longest time, neither of us able to sleep. It was well after midnight when my husband started talking. He said that he loved me and that he understood how I felt. I did not respond as I could not defend my emotions. After another twenty minutes, my husband said that I should just go and get it out of my system. Without specifying what he meant, I knew what he was saying. However, I couldn’t comprehend that he would allow me to do such a thing. He said that he would not be mad at me and that I should go. Still, I remained silent. He practically pushed me out of the bed. I stood emotionally numb but physically my body ecstatic at the opportunity that he was offering me. I repeatedly asked him if he was sure that it would be ok and each time he reassured me that he would still love me. He padded me on my ass, and I complied.
Still in my nightgown, I walked in my sneakers to Brad’s camper. I was comforted that no one was up to see me and what I was about to do. My knock on the door woke Brad up. He seemed quite surprised at my late-night visit. I have to admit that I made the move on him. But he didn’t resist my advances and never asked about my husband. I guess he assumed that I had just snuck out in the middle of the night. Other than some intense kissing and a little caressing there was little foreplay. I was on top; I reached between my legs and guided him inside me. We were finally fulfilling the promise that we made to each other so many years ago. From a purely sexual act, it was not the best sex that I have ever had. Don’t get me wrong, I did orgasm and obviously Brad did as well. But the emotional intercourse far exceeded any pleasure from the physical intercourse. Afterwards, we lay there in each other’s arms and fell asleep.
The next thing I remember was noticing that it was light outside and I could hear the birds singing. The real issue was that Brad’s camper was a travel trailer with solid walls, tinted windows and blinds, it was noticeably darker inside than my husband’s pop-up and I had slept longer than I would normally have. It was nearing nine and that is sleeping really late in a campground. I sprang from the bed and put my clothes back on. I kissed Brad, straightened my hair and walked back to my campsite. I know that the other campers did not know what I had done, but it still felt like a walk of shame as I passed several families. A few even said hello.
My husband was sitting in a camp chair drinking a cup of coffee by the smoldering campfire when I returned our site. That was perhaps the most apprehensive I have ever been in my life. Full well knowing that my husband knew that I was returning from having intercourse with another man. I didn’t know what to expect. But what he did was not even in the range that I had considered. My hesitation at even responding made him concerned for me emotionally. Instead of being hurt or mad, my husband comforted me and reassured me of his unending love. I told him that I should shower as I figured that he would want me to cleanse any presence of Brad on my body. To my surprise he took me inside our camper and made passionate love to me. He came right away but remained hard and kept going until he came a second time. He was enthusiastic and very intense. It was as if my husband was seeking to reclaim by body.
My feelings for Brad and my husband were forever changed. I know it sounds strange, but I never longed to be with Brad sexually again. We remain friends and have talked often. Perhaps the most interesting thing for me was the reaction of my husband after I returned that morning. I still don’t understand why my having intercourse with Brad turned him on. Even today and he will bring it up and immediately get aroused and we use the experience for our pleasure.
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful and well written confession.
As we get older, I think our husbands become more open on issues like this. It was during the pandemic lockdown when my husband offered to share me with his long time friend. At first I was hesitant but given the circumstances I agreed. I'm glad I did. Being respectful and discrete, I currently meet at his place a few times a week for sex but leave afterward. It's been 4 years since this began and the three of us are still friends.
My husband's friend and his late wife were friends for a long time. She became ill with breast cancer and passed away the summer of 2018. He would never date. Our son and daughter are grown and moved away. During the lockdown we had him over because he was depressed. The three of us had a few drinks and had finished watching a movie when my husband announced he was going to bed and I should go to bed with him to cheer him up. After talking, he was serious. I've had my tubes tied so no worries there. He hadn't been with a women since his last wife so my husband said it only made sense we have fun. The first time was a little awkward for both. He was able to finish and that was ok. Since then we've connected and have a routine that we both enjoy. The only rule is we must be respectful to my husband. No bragging or talking about it to people or in front of my husband. We only have sex at his house. I was shocked at how it's made our friendships stronger too.
I hope you can continue having sex with your ex boyfriend. I think the three of you will get along great.
My husband had bypass surgery. He was experiencing some erection difficulties prior to that surgery. Anyway, I always that I'd be able to live without sex, He always had such a high libido and a lot of times I felt it was a chore.
So what we were reduced to was, my husband watching me use my vibrator ad he jacked off on my belly. that gets old after a year.
Anyway he had a friend over, much younger than us, he also lost his wife to breast cancer. He stayed the night as we'd all drink a bit, while we were getting ready for bed my husband suggested that I go in and keep him company, like you I didn't know if he was serious, I really like Bob, wanted to have a man inside me again, hesitant but I'm glad I did.
It was awkward at first but it's really comfortable for all three of us now, and we are very strong friends