PolyNurse
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I am starting this blog as a reminder to myself where I have come from and where I am going in life.
I am currently married to P and we just celebrated 27 years together. We have 2 children together and came from a very conservative Christian background. The first few years of our marriage were very exciting until the kids came and then we were basically on auto pilot. I got very heavy (250 lbs) after having 2 kids, a hysterectomy, homeschooling and attending college/nursing school for 5 years. We had sex maybe once a month and I hated myself and him for not being attracted to what I had become. After ALL THAT settled down, I went on a weight loss journey and lost 116 lbs and became a body builder. All of a sudden P couldn't keep his hands off of me and wanted to try "new" things but I was a little resentful because he basically ignored me for so many years. P also has a really hard time showing emotions, forgets important dates like birthdays and anniversaries and is not a very intimate person. He loves to talk about the future, loves to hike and visit new places, but is not romantic and never tells me he loves me. I have felt more like a room mate than a lover to him and thought about leaving him many times. My daughter who was 16 at the time, talked me out of leaving him and I agreed to stay until she finished school and moved out.
Once the kids moved out, we were left with the fact that we just didn't know or like each other very well. I went on another journey of finding myself and what I wanted out of life. With my new body, I went and had my right thigh, right arm and left arm (a sleeve) tattooed within a year's time. My husband hated my tattoos and told me that they "cheapened" me. I didn't care what he thought. It was my body and I was going to do exactly what I wanted with it. The tattoos and buff body gave me the confidence I had been missing for years. I grew out my short curly locks of hair to long flowing black ringlets. I got two extra piercings in my ears (also frowned upon) and I felt great for once in my life.
With my new found confidence, the hubby and I joined a nudist resort and quickly became members. I learned to let go of my insecurities, dance and have fun. It is there where we met B & S, who were also married long term and had an empty nest. We quickly became friends. S and I had identical personalities. He was smart, kind, energetic, attentive, organized and although he was a little nerdy....I felt drawn to him. Conversely, B and my husband were also identical in personality. Both worked physical jobs and needed a lot of recovery time so they naturally spent a lot of time together sitting, watching TV and enjoyed adult beverages. S and I worked out together, planned events at the nudist resort and took long walks together. We all shared a large camper at the resort and flirted but was very respectful about our marriages.
A year later, we were spending the summer at the nudist resort together and the winter at our apartment in the city. S & B drove over an hour each weekend to see us and they joked that they were "dating" us even though nothing sexual was occurring. We were all just really good friends. Then one day P and I decided it was time for me to return to school (nurse practitioner) and we thought about moving into the camper for 2 years, although it was small and would be inconvenient during the winter months. We mentioned our plans to our friends and they offered the top floor of their house to us so we could leave the camper as a weekend get away for the summer. We basically spent every single weekend together so we knew we were compatible. We moved into the house in March, gave up the apartment in the city and by April, S and P started talking about a poly relationship.
In the past few years, P had mentioned an interest in me having another sexual partner. He was interested in group sex and wanted to watch his wife "do" someone else. I brought up everything thing I could think of that could go wrong with that scenario but he did not give up on the idea entirely. I believe that P thought that a poly relationship could satisfy that fetish and was willing to take on another partner himself to make that happen. Both men brought the idea to me and the three of us approached S's wife. She was reluctant at first because she thought it would eventually tear our friendship apart but she was attracted to P and said she would give it a try. We all committed to a poly-fidelity relationship and didn't want to complicate things by bringing in additional people.
I am currently married to P and we just celebrated 27 years together. We have 2 children together and came from a very conservative Christian background. The first few years of our marriage were very exciting until the kids came and then we were basically on auto pilot. I got very heavy (250 lbs) after having 2 kids, a hysterectomy, homeschooling and attending college/nursing school for 5 years. We had sex maybe once a month and I hated myself and him for not being attracted to what I had become. After ALL THAT settled down, I went on a weight loss journey and lost 116 lbs and became a body builder. All of a sudden P couldn't keep his hands off of me and wanted to try "new" things but I was a little resentful because he basically ignored me for so many years. P also has a really hard time showing emotions, forgets important dates like birthdays and anniversaries and is not a very intimate person. He loves to talk about the future, loves to hike and visit new places, but is not romantic and never tells me he loves me. I have felt more like a room mate than a lover to him and thought about leaving him many times. My daughter who was 16 at the time, talked me out of leaving him and I agreed to stay until she finished school and moved out.
Once the kids moved out, we were left with the fact that we just didn't know or like each other very well. I went on another journey of finding myself and what I wanted out of life. With my new body, I went and had my right thigh, right arm and left arm (a sleeve) tattooed within a year's time. My husband hated my tattoos and told me that they "cheapened" me. I didn't care what he thought. It was my body and I was going to do exactly what I wanted with it. The tattoos and buff body gave me the confidence I had been missing for years. I grew out my short curly locks of hair to long flowing black ringlets. I got two extra piercings in my ears (also frowned upon) and I felt great for once in my life.
With my new found confidence, the hubby and I joined a nudist resort and quickly became members. I learned to let go of my insecurities, dance and have fun. It is there where we met B & S, who were also married long term and had an empty nest. We quickly became friends. S and I had identical personalities. He was smart, kind, energetic, attentive, organized and although he was a little nerdy....I felt drawn to him. Conversely, B and my husband were also identical in personality. Both worked physical jobs and needed a lot of recovery time so they naturally spent a lot of time together sitting, watching TV and enjoyed adult beverages. S and I worked out together, planned events at the nudist resort and took long walks together. We all shared a large camper at the resort and flirted but was very respectful about our marriages.
A year later, we were spending the summer at the nudist resort together and the winter at our apartment in the city. S & B drove over an hour each weekend to see us and they joked that they were "dating" us even though nothing sexual was occurring. We were all just really good friends. Then one day P and I decided it was time for me to return to school (nurse practitioner) and we thought about moving into the camper for 2 years, although it was small and would be inconvenient during the winter months. We mentioned our plans to our friends and they offered the top floor of their house to us so we could leave the camper as a weekend get away for the summer. We basically spent every single weekend together so we knew we were compatible. We moved into the house in March, gave up the apartment in the city and by April, S and P started talking about a poly relationship.
In the past few years, P had mentioned an interest in me having another sexual partner. He was interested in group sex and wanted to watch his wife "do" someone else. I brought up everything thing I could think of that could go wrong with that scenario but he did not give up on the idea entirely. I believe that P thought that a poly relationship could satisfy that fetish and was willing to take on another partner himself to make that happen. Both men brought the idea to me and the three of us approached S's wife. She was reluctant at first because she thought it would eventually tear our friendship apart but she was attracted to P and said she would give it a try. We all committed to a poly-fidelity relationship and didn't want to complicate things by bringing in additional people.