Over the weekend, we talked a lot about open relationships. What it really means to me and different ways they work.
He comes from an entirely different culture. While it’s more open sexually… it’s more closed when it comes to the traditional roles you play.
He asked me how I felt about him hooking up with someone. I shrugged and told him that as long as he was 100% honest about it with me- I was okay with it. Him fucking someone else won’t hurt me, him lying about it will.
He was intrigued, I could tell but it also takes him a bit of time to wrap his head around it. A few hours later he brought it up again and asked if we could try it out.
We talked about who he wanted to do it with and why. I told him I was okay with it.
He seemed shocked that I was so open and nonchalant about it. Thing is, I’m really not scared of losing him. I know exactly what she means to him. I know it’s just sex and I’m okay with that.
In return, he told me I could hook up with whoever I wanted. We talked over a few options and left it at that.
I feel a bit weird about it. But at the same time, he said it was okay and I already miss the sex, so what the hell- why not right? So I called Andrew and asked what he was up to. We talked a bit and made plans to hangout.
Last time we hooked up… I was so damn broken, that I just wasn’t myself at all. He’s really the only question mark I have in my mind. Maybe that’s why I feel weird about it. But I guess it’s better that we figure out the answer now.
I don’t think our relationship will be open in the long run. It’s more of a “last chance before we’re married” thing that Davide is willing to try just to see how we handle it. It is really cool of him. I never thought that would happen.