i have known my husband since i was in high school. we have been togehter for 15 yrs and been married for 5 yrs. we have 3 beautiful kids together.
i moved out of my parents house be for he did. he helped me get the the apartment but he wasnt ready to move out just yet. that is what he told me. he finally moved in about a yr. after i moved in. when he found out i was pregnant with my oldest.
we have had our little arguments here and there about silly stuff , but about 4 yrs ago i felt that we were having problems and i would tell him about it. i would tell him that he never shows me any kind of affection, hold my hand, tell me loves me and so on. he would tell me that i need to stop thinking about stupid stuff like that and that i need to think about paying bills and other stuff. so i would blow it of but it really bothored me to the point where id be crying alot. i wanted his attention. i would also tell him that all he thinks about is sex, porn and having a threesome with another girl. i would tell him that the only time he would hug me or get near me is when we were having sex. while we were in bed getting it on he likes it when i do things to him which i didnt mind at all and he also liked it when i talked nasty/dirty to him. anyway he would tell me that he wants me to go and have sex with another guy and that, that would turn him on. i was like that is weird and why does he keep telling me this.
so one night when were in our room and he told me that again about me having sex with another guy, i would ask him, why do you keep telling me this? he would say is only beacause im horny. so i have asked him more that once if he has cheated on me and everytime he would say no. i would have dreams about him cheatin on me, but again i blew it of.
anyways, on a weekend my friend and i would go to the club like every other weekend or so (during that time we only had our first daughter) and of course we would have guys hit on us and had guys that would dance but some wanted me to go home with them and i would tell them that i had a husband so they were cool with that.
so one night we went back to another club and my friend met a guy there and he had a his friend there as well and we started to talk and i thought he was cute and so we exchanged numbers and for 4 months we talked. we havent done anything yet but he was paying so much attention to me that i liked it and i kinda started to like him. he knew that i have been having problems and he wanted to take my pain away and so on. finally we met again but at his job and my friend went with me because we were meeting her man there too. we all went back to his apartment, ( the guy that i have been talking to) we went to his room to talk and so on. he started to kiss me and in my mind i knew it was wrong because i was married and but i let him kiss me anyways. we started to mess around and we had sex and at that time i liked and i like how he felt and how it felt.
that night my husband called me on my cell and asked me where i was and that i needed to get my F *** home and he called me a B. i was hurt and mad, but i didnt care beacause i have had enough with him.
about a week later i decided to move out and take my daughter with me to my brothers house. i only saw that guy one time while i was at my brothers house.
my husband had called me on my cell while i was at work and asked me to please come home and i told him no. i told him that i needed to tell him something and that i would tell him later. i felt really bad for what i have done and i knew that he needed to know since we were married. so after work i called him on his cell and i told him about what i have done. i was expecting for him to yell, cause and call me names. i didnt get any of that. he just laughed and i asked him why he was laughing. he told me that he had cheated on my 3 years be for we got married and while i was pregnant with my oldest. i was so surprised and i was really hurt. i wanted to kick his *** because he kept this from me for so long. i know that what i did was wrong but i at least told him. he kept this relationship with the girl he worked with for a yr. or so. i was so stupid to think he would never do something like this to me and i trusted him. like i said i know what i did was wrong and i know that he trusted me as well. we finally decided to just sit and talk and talk things through and see if we could work them out. so i decided to move back in beacause i did really love him and we also had a daughter together and she needed her daddy.
so i told him that if we were to work things out that he needed to change some thins and to show me more affection besides being in bed togehter and that he needed hold my hand every once in a while and things like that. he said that he really wanted for us to work it out and that he would do anything to keep us happy and me happy.
so for a while sex was great!! we still have our little arguments like every other couple does he have our kids.
our realationship is better than it has been. we still have sex and its still good, but about a yr ago he decided to bring this thing up again with me having sex with another guy. i was like what is the deal with you wanting me to have sex with another guy? he says it makes him horny. i was like damn are you cheating on me again. he told me no. this time i trust him. so i said look you need to stop bringing this crap up with me and another guy. i told him that the only man i want to make love to is him. i only want to have sex with my husband and no other man. so he finally decided to drop it and he knew that i didnt like it. it took both of us a while to trust each other again. i know now that i do want to be with him for the rest of my life and i know that he wants to be with me for the rest of his life.
I have a boyfriend, his name is steve. I love him alot, but all i can think of is breakng up, whenever i see him or talk to him, i get nervous. He loves me alot, he said he never loved anybody this much b4. I used to be obsessed with him. But i lost it now. he wants me to get it back. and he also said that he wants me to love him again. I wish i can to. I don't know what to do anymore. I always make him upset more than i do happy. I don't want to loose him either. Some times he makes me mad. He gets annoying sometimes. I need help. Thanks to who ever reads this.
I have known my boyfriend for less than a month now, and we have been dating for only a couple of weeks. Everything about us and our relationship is picture perfect. What he has planned for his future and what I have planned for mine completely dovetail. Even the way we met was unique. I was going to the local grocery store for a little dinner-time shopping, when I noticed a boyscout troop trying to raise money for some cause or another. Nobody was paying them much attention, so I decided to spare a few minutes and help out. I was asking passersby to donate a few dollars, and my efforts were paying off. My (then total stranger) boyfriend works at a store nearby, and was on his lunckbreak. He happened to cross my path and I asked him to give a couple of bucks. He said no without even looking me in the eye. I blew it off and went home after finished with my shopping. I got on the computer after I was done with making dinner, and signed on myspace. A local band that I am "friends" with was advertising an upcoming show, and I decided to check their page out. Guess who the drummer is? The same jerk that wouldn't donate even a dollar or two. I send him a message about how I saw him earlier that day, and sign off. The next day I got a message back, and we started talking. The whole day we messaged back and forth, and everything we seemed to have in common. Finally we exchanged numbers and I called him. Just the first night we have ever spoken we stayed on the phone until 6 in the morning. Every night for about a week we did this. We had so much akin, but our personalities were polar opposites. We balanced each other out so well. He and I both agreed that our whole relationship was completely insane, and by this time we were nothing short of best friends. One night we were talking, and decided to meet up. The same shopping center he stiffed me at is where our first face to face meeting took place. We sat behind the store on a bench the whole night, talking non-stop. At around 8 in the morning, after spending about eight hours together, we parted. Three days in a row we did this. Spent sleepless summer nights with each other simply telling stories. Laughing and crying. Sometimes even in silence. The meetings eventually trickled into reasonable times of the day, and were usually held in his house or mine. After knowing each other for exactly two weeks (knowing each other IN PERSON for one), he asked me to be his girlfriend. I happily accepted, and here we are. But a couple of days ago, a normal conversation led into a talk about marriage and how we can both see ourselves together for many years to come. I am not a naive girl, and I never have discussions such as these or even utter the words 'I love you' without first being absolutely sure about my feelings. He isn't in it, waiting for me to put out. We're both abstaining until marriage. I'm not in it just because I desire someone to call my own. I don't need one to be happy. We both want this for the same reasons. I haven't even known of his existence for a month yet, and something in my gut is telling me that he's the one I'm going to marry - this isn't just some innocent case of puppy love. I am fourteen. He is sixteen. Do these things verily happen in real life? Or am I just living through a sappy romance novel?
I am 18 years old, and am very bi. Very bi meaning, there aren't a lot of guys that I really like. Women are much more attractive ;) Anyways, Just a couple months ago, I met this girl from work, I was attracted the first time I saw her. She has the most amazing eyes, lips, just everything!
Anyways, I was still going through confusion of whether I was bi or not, and it was killing me that I had feelings for her.
We had worked with each other only twice, and I hadn't really had extreme feelings for her, but then one day we were able to work a whole day shift together. Just the two of us. Since I was attracted, I couldn't help but want so badly to be her friend. I usually don't open up to anyone that quickly. I found out that she's hilarious, and that was even more attractive.
Well, anyways, after that I called her, and somehow we became instant friends, it was amazing. Since that day, there has not been ONE day that has gone by that we haven't seen each other, talked over the phone or at least emailed each other.
So as time went on I started feeling for her more and more, I couldn't help it! I was so confused and just wanted her so bad. I had a friend who told me to tell her, so I did. I was surprised at her reaction because she had mentioned before that she didn't support gay, lesbian, bi. I just told her that I thought I was bi and she helped me by saying that lots of people stuggle with that, even herself. So as a little time went on, both of us felt it was wrong to like each other but we did anyways, and then I told her how I really felt, she said she felt the same. So we had intense and immense feelings for each other, but we didn't want to get ourselves in trouble. We hung out everyday and couldn't "do anything" with each other. We were doing a really good job at controlling, until one day I slept at her house. . .it was a very nice night!
We were cuddling in bed (oh yeah, we have always cuddled!), she bit my eyebrow, mmm, it felt so good! (Biting is hot by the way), our eyes met, a little hesitant at first, then BAM! Our lips locked and I never wanted to let go! We made out the whole night until 5 in the morning. . .I won't go into much detail, but it was intense.
We have noe been together for about 2 and a halfish months, and have known each other for about 5 months. I am SO happy being with her, but we both have religion that gets in the way of our relationship. We have to hide it from practically everyone we know. Only a FEW people know about us.
Our parents have almost caught us a million times, I HATE that I can't be with her without some sort of stupid drama from other people.
I am in love and others don't care!
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