On our 10th anniversary, my husband dropped a bombshell: he wanted an open relationship. Shocked and hurt, I agreed\u2014but only because I wanted him to understand exactly what he was asking for. While he struggled miserably with modern dating, I unexpectedly thrived. And the moment another man walked into our home, Dave realized his fantasy came with consequences he hadn\u2019t considered.***
There I was, sitting across from Dave in the fancy restaurant he\u2019d chosen for our tenth anniversary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Candlelight. Soft music. Expensive wine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It should have felt romantic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Instead, my husband was about to blow up our marriage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo, Felicity,\u201d Dave began in an annoyingly casual tone, as though he were deciding whether to order dessert. \u201cI\u2019ve been thinking\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Whenever Dave said he\u2019d been thinking, trouble usually followed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This was the same man who once wanted to put up Christmas lights in July because, according to him, \u201cit would save time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So naturally, I became suspicious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cUh-huh?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I tried to sound calm, although anxiety was already tightening my chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou always say you\u2019re tired, and I get it. Taking care of the kids and all. It\u2019s a lot. So, I was thinking, maybe we should open up our relationship.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I blinked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then blinked again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCome again?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dave leaned forward with a strange enthusiasm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, you know, if I go out and have fun with real women, you can focus on the kids and won\u2019t have to worry about me. It\u2019s a win-win!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Something inside me cracked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cReal women?\u201d I repeated quietly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, you know what I mean. It would be like a favor to you. Less pressure, right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For several seconds, I imagined throwing my wine in his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I wanted to yell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I wanted everyone in the restaurant to know exactly what kind of anniversary conversation my husband had chosen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then a much better idea occurred to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I leaned back and smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou know what, Dave? You\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His face lit up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAbsolutely. As long as I get to date other people too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For one brief moment, uncertainty flashed across his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then he laughed it off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSure, why not?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh, Dave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had absolutely no idea what he\u2019d just agreed to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A week later, Dave was discovering that the modern dating world wasn\u2019t nearly as welcoming as he\u2019d imagined.
Every evening, he sat on the couch swiping through dating apps as if persistence alone would guarantee success.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnother one canceled,\u201d he muttered one night, dropping onto the couch beside me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was folding laundry and doing my best not to look entertained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe said she\u2019s \u2018taking a break from men.\u2019 What does that even mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He genuinely looked at me as though I might translate the mysterious language of women for him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I shrugged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMaybe she sensed your desperation through the app?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dave frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not helping.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One morning, while he showered before work, curiosity got the better of me and I looked through his phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I knew I shouldn\u2019t have.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But what I found was almost sad.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Rejected invitations.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Awkward conversations.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Matches that disappeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Women who stopped responding after a few messages.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Part of me had worried he might immediately find someone amazing and make me regret agreeing to his experiment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Instead, his dating life was collapsing before it had even begun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mine was another story entirely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Enter Shawn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was a coworker of mine\u2014attractive, confident, with intense eyes and one of those smiles that made people instinctively smile back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
During a coffee break, I casually mentioned Dave\u2019s open-relationship proposal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWait, so your husband actually suggested this?\u201d Shawn asked, raising an eyebrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYup. Crazy, right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Shawn laughed and shook his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, his loss is my gain. I\u2019d be happy to take advantage of his crazy decision, if you\u2019ll let me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
With a smile like his, saying no wasn\u2019t easy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We started with coffee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It went surprisingly well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Really well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, I invited him over for dinner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That evening, I spent more time getting ready than I had in years. I slipped into a beautiful new dress, did my makeup carefully, and felt a thrill of anticipation I had almost forgotten existed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I cooked an impressive dinner and, just before Shawn was supposed to arrive, sent Dave a message.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***Don\u2019t come home tonight. My date might go to the next level.***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I hit send.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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