lannontom wrote:Jennifer -
We've chatted a bit about your residual guilt over everything. You've had subsequent extra-marital fun, which frankly sounds like everyone has handled it maturely and with a healthy perspective, but given the cross that you bear (so to say) does it ever feel like you're picking at a scab.
I hate to draw an analogy, but since Rob used the addiction word, it's almost like an alcoholic having a drink after years of sobriety. This isn't the analogy that I'm going for exactly but it's kind of the same ballpark. It's just interesting knowing what emotions are tied to a normal extra-marital fling, that this extra component must throw some extra spice into the works.
No, it doesn't. Rob and I kept it between ourselves for years for two main reasons. At first, it was just best to do that, you know, pull back and circle the wagons. During this time I showed him everything I learned and he became a really expert lover (of me, certainly), but Andrea isn't complaining, either...
Then we started our family. At that time, Rob's job took a lot of his time and I had to raise the family and keep my own career going. Our sex life had to slow down to make space for the other things. I really don't carry a cross. All of it is in the past, and while I regret taking the risk I did and I really regret hurting my husband, the wound is healed. I've got little time or energy for cross-bearing.
Actually, I used the addiction word first. It wasn't an addiction to sex, it was an addiction to Marc and what he did to me. Once he was out of my system, I wasn't worried about going out and finding guys to fuck. My interest in sexual things was easily equaled by Rob's. Once he knew how much I loved all aspects of it, we both went nuts with it (at least until the birth of our daughter). I spent many very enjoyable nights tied to our bed (we had to buy a new one to allow us to do the things we wanted) and we built up a rather extensive toy collection.
Over the years, I've been hit on by many men. I don't flirt and I don't dress particularly provocatively. Robby says I "exude sex". While I've looked, I've never touched and really didn't have much urge to. If I had, I would have talked it all over with my husband and made sure we were on the same page. I went to bed with our friend Mike at Robby's urging -- although I did let Mike talk me into doing it again with him the next day, but a lot of it was to make him feel good. Rob knew immediately. My little fling with Paul was about my surprise for Robby. I knew he would be onboard with it, and my second meeting with Paul was something Rob and I discussed
at length before it happened. If I hadn't been sure about his response, I would have shut the whole thing down. And yes, it was
very enjoyable for me and a big boost to my ego. Paul is very handsome and young, and I'd been feeling a bit "old".
So no, I don't feel there's any chance of going out of control. That was a youthful response to finding out that being open about sex is friggin' awesome. Let's just say I'm more "seasoned" now...
Hugs,
Jennifer