Bi-Sexual Female / 29
I'm Now In A Throuple Relationship
I've been reading some of these confessions, I use the random tab. Everything from early childhood experiences, to later in life decisions to try gay sex. Some are heartfelt, others no so much. But one thing I know is that sex is personal, no matter what age, consensual or non consensual, gay or straight. My experience is personal. I happened to me.
I was walking home after dark, it was raining and dark. I was pushed down and fell off the sidewalk, my purse was stolen, a car managed to stop right over me. I was frozen in fear, a man reached under the car for me and pulled me out. The car didn't hit me, but I twisted my ankle falling off the sidewalk.
I stood holding onto his arm, without my purse I didn't have my key, I was wet and dirty from falling on the pavement, and my ankle hurt. He put me in his car and took me home with him. His wife loaned me a robe, and put my clothes in the wash. He propped me up in a chair and tested my ankle and decided I was sprained. I got a cup of hot chocolate. Being single and living far away from home, no one was available to come get me so I spent the night.
I woke in pain, my clothes were clean, a new toothbrush was available and holding on to his arm I went to the breakfast table. He was a manager in a business, she taught junior high. We went to see a doctor and I did have a bad sprain. I never got my purse back, had to hire a locksmith, change all my credit cards, and other identity issues.
I became friends with this couple. They became my 'family' away from home. One night I spent the night because it was late. I got invited to cuddle up. To be his in the Biblical sense, to share cuddle time with her. We became a throuple, it's hard for me to say if I was there for her or if I was there for him. She admitted to me that in college she preferred being close with a girl but got married for the security. The relationship is primarily female, but he gets his point across when needed. I moved to be closer, changed jobs to be closer. I think I lean lesbian.
It's not salacious like many of the confessions here.
I was walking home after dark, it was raining and dark. I was pushed down and fell off the sidewalk, my purse was stolen, a car managed to stop right over me. I was frozen in fear, a man reached under the car for me and pulled me out. The car didn't hit me, but I twisted my ankle falling off the sidewalk.
I stood holding onto his arm, without my purse I didn't have my key, I was wet and dirty from falling on the pavement, and my ankle hurt. He put me in his car and took me home with him. His wife loaned me a robe, and put my clothes in the wash. He propped me up in a chair and tested my ankle and decided I was sprained. I got a cup of hot chocolate. Being single and living far away from home, no one was available to come get me so I spent the night.
I woke in pain, my clothes were clean, a new toothbrush was available and holding on to his arm I went to the breakfast table. He was a manager in a business, she taught junior high. We went to see a doctor and I did have a bad sprain. I never got my purse back, had to hire a locksmith, change all my credit cards, and other identity issues.
I became friends with this couple. They became my 'family' away from home. One night I spent the night because it was late. I got invited to cuddle up. To be his in the Biblical sense, to share cuddle time with her. We became a throuple, it's hard for me to say if I was there for her or if I was there for him. She admitted to me that in college she preferred being close with a girl but got married for the security. The relationship is primarily female, but he gets his point across when needed. I moved to be closer, changed jobs to be closer. I think I lean lesbian.
It's not salacious like many of the confessions here.
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