Anonymous Stories
Today has made it one week since I finally decided to move back with my husband for good. I really need to start from the beginning on this one, it has really been one messed up 6 years.
My husband and I met 6 years ago with the understanding it was just for sex. Well let me tell you! I moved in within the next couple of days and never left. Within six months we decided to leave our life behind and go on the road driving trucks. He left for two months to train to get his own truck, and … Read More
Before they make love tonight (and we're assuming they will), Barack and Michelle Obama will have some choice words for each other, and we can only imagine what they are. Actually, someone (who wishes to remain anonymous) already has. Here are five things the newly-elects might say before they get down and dirty.
Barack: Do you realize you're about to do it with the future leader of the free world?
Michelle: I can think of one thing that doesn't need to change.
Barack: This mouth isn't tired from that acceptance speech you know.
Michelle: I think Barack Jr. must … Read More
It began as a typical Saturday night, out with my closest women friends. But on that particular evening, as we sat, laughing and talking in a popular New York restaurant, acquaintances were seated nearby celebrating their friend Alex's* birthday.
They invited us to join their table for a toast, which turned into several. When the house music came on and everyone headed for the bar, Alex—handsome and playful—took my hand and led me to the dance floor.
In the time it took for his fingers to encircle mine, what had been a quiet attraction became an all-consuming need. I heard the warning … Read More
Two years ago while recovering from the demise of a fifteen-year marriage, I responded to an invitation to join a sex party. Knowing I was newly single and in no rush to get involved in another romantic relationship a woman I worked with unexpectedly told me about her unusual hobby and urged me to attend an event.
My marriage failed because of a million complex issues, one of which was my ex-husband's reaction to the changes in my body after I delivered our first child. After weaning my daughter so that I could go back … Read More
Several years ago, I was in a relationship that helped me grow and change so much as a person. Until then, I didn't realize the possibilities that the world held. My mate's name was Alfred and he was a beautiful and incredible man. Things were almost perfect between us and for a long time I was happy.
The only problem our relationship held was the distance. He lived in Hawaii. I hung my hat in Tennessee. We both had our own lives where we resided. He was in college and working towards a degree. I had ailing family members that … Read More
I'm 31 and have never had a serious relationship. My sister is 24, and we have yet to meet her first boyfriend, who we thought would be standing on our stoop with a box of chocolates by now.
Logical deduction tells me that something went on in our house. We're not children of divorce, were never abused and grew up in an English Tudor with a wishing well out front, for Christ's sake.
It's said that a girl marries her father. Point blank, if either my sister or I were to do that, our family would implode. In … Read More
One of the most popular articles that we've ever had on YourTango was written by Jenny Block and discussed the taboo and personal topic of open marriage (click here for it). This topic and the author's experience have inspired a bunch of comments from our readership. We received an eloquent argument in favor of open relationships. We're not saying that we agree with Anonymous Coward but we think that he has a very measured approach to an unbelievably tricky situation. Feel free to comment here or on the original article.
I read through these comments, and I … Read More
How an illicit relationship saved my marriage.
IT BEGAN AS A TYPICAL SATURDAY NIGHT, out with my closest women friends. But on that particular evening, as we sat, laughing and talking in a popular New York restaurant, acquaintances were seated nearby celebrating their friend Alex’s* birthday. They invited us to join their table for a toast, which turned into several. When the house music came on and everyone headed for the bar, Alex— handsome and playful—took my hand and led me to the dance floor.
In the time it took for his fingers to encircle mine, what had been a quiet … Read More