Hello,
I’m Jay, male 41, my wife Lisa is 37 and we’re married for almost 18 years now. We also have a daughter, Eve, almost 17.
I recently discovered this community and now I decided to get the courage to share about my situation, thinking that perhaps it would be somehow emotionally helpful for me to share. Or for others, I really don’t know. I just hope you would not be too judgmental on me or on us, as a family.
I have to admit, first of all, that I’ve never been actually a very “sexual” person, my libido often being sort of below par, in general, and never matched hers. However, we went along well over the years, and even though we discussed about our intimacy and also both going to therapy for a while, many years ago, but still the intimate side of our relationship rather silently struggled throughout the years.
In 2019, she decided to approach me on a difficult topic, a rather challenging one for our marriage: it was that there was someone at her work, a man colleague, who was interested in her for more than a year at the time, whose advances she refused until then. However, she admitted to me that it had not been easy for her to keep pushing him away, as she admitted that she sort of felt attracted to him, being somehow interested in him as well.
There were several discussions on this topic over about more than a week span, and I have to admit that they were emotionally draining ones, for both me and her, as she was also obviously quite uncomfortable approaching it. But she considered that it was the fair thing to do. She was not willing to end our marriage just for the sake of dating this colleague, but she inclined that perhaps it could be an option to eventually try dating him.
It was very tough for me hearing that, even though deep down I was rather understanding her situation and perspective. I admit we both shed a couple of tears throughout those several discussions. In a way, I appreciated her honesty, I knew that neither for her was it easy to open up, even though I admit that the whole thing hit me quite tough, emotionally. I also considered that it was fairer of her to approach me first about it, rather than cheating on me.
In conclusion, despite the toughness of the situation and the embarrassment that I felt, I eventually agreed and accepted her to start dating this man.
So she started dating him and getting along quite well together. I also got to meet him, as I wanted that, despite not being easy for me, but I felt it was the right way, so once, at their third date, we went out all 3 of us to get to know each other. I liked him, he was a polite man, he was aware of the awkwardness of the situation, especially for me, and he tried his best to respect that.
Starting with their next date, their 4th one, they inevitably got to intimacy, which again went quite well between them. At first they started at a hotel, as his home situation was complicated. Briefly, he was recently after a rough and expensive divorce and in a difficult financial situation and living at a friend family, at least on a temporary basis.
Eventually, a few months into their dating, given that we were not rich either and hotel expenses and all being a burden, we considered and eventually agreed that she could come with him at our home and spend time with him here. A challenging part was to discuss that with our daughter, but we did, we both took her aside and explained her the situation, that her mom has a friend, a bf actually, and that both of us, her mom and me are ok with that. And that he would be coming by our place from then on, at least for a while, and that the arrangement is that he would be staying in our bedroom, with her mom, that meaning that I would have to stay in the living room, where Eve was also sleeping, as we have only a 2 room apt. To our surprise and relief, Eve was more understanding than we expected, proving us how mature and kind she could be.
When he started coming by, it was not easy for me emotionally, I admit, as basically I was giving up my place to him into our bedroom. Moreover, in just a few months, 2020 came with the pandemics madness and lockdowns that started and, eventually, over the next 3 years, he basically moved in with us. However, we generally went along well, even though, in a way, it largely felt like he basically took my place in Lisa’s life, as her main partner, at least in what was concerning her intimacy part. I and her were quite seldom intimate over that time, and more of it rather consisting in some handjob from her to relief me once in a while. But as I said, given my rather general low libido, it was not like I was feeling actually any need for more. So, strictly from the physical perspective, I can say that there wasn’t any big frustration for me. From the emotional perspective, I could tell that it was more challenging, however, indeed.
However, I love my wife, and she continued to try to be as respectful towards me as she could.
In 2023 they eventually broke up, as he decided to accept a job abroad and to try to go on with his life. They separated in good terms, as also Lisa understood his situation and that he needed a big change and a financial upgrade in his life. He also has two kids to support, from his pervious marriage, to pay alimony and other expenses.
Ever since their separation, she continued to date once in a while, and with 2 of her dates things took a bit more serious path towards actual relationships, but eventually they proved to be on a few months term with each. One 6 months and one 4 months. She also continues to bring dates at home sometimes, as I agreed on that perspective.
In conclusion, it was challenging for me, especially. I admit it had not been easy trying to adjust to the idea and fact of my wife being polyamorous, nor to other daily challenges such as hearing her with a man from the other room, or seeing her going into showers with him and other awkward and difficult moments. But looking back now, I can tell that it was perhaps a right decision to accept it, as it definetly helped her, it added to her sense of living, and it also didn’t quite damage our marriage as much as we feared. Meaning that we still get along well, overall. And Eve has grown up getting used to the status of things and proved to be very understanding and adjustable and mature.
I’m Jay, male 41, my wife Lisa is 37 and we’re married for almost 18 years now. We also have a daughter, Eve, almost 17.
I recently discovered this community and now I decided to get the courage to share about my situation, thinking that perhaps it would be somehow emotionally helpful for me to share. Or for others, I really don’t know. I just hope you would not be too judgmental on me or on us, as a family.
I have to admit, first of all, that I’ve never been actually a very “sexual” person, my libido often being sort of below par, in general, and never matched hers. However, we went along well over the years, and even though we discussed about our intimacy and also both going to therapy for a while, many years ago, but still the intimate side of our relationship rather silently struggled throughout the years.
In 2019, she decided to approach me on a difficult topic, a rather challenging one for our marriage: it was that there was someone at her work, a man colleague, who was interested in her for more than a year at the time, whose advances she refused until then. However, she admitted to me that it had not been easy for her to keep pushing him away, as she admitted that she sort of felt attracted to him, being somehow interested in him as well.
There were several discussions on this topic over about more than a week span, and I have to admit that they were emotionally draining ones, for both me and her, as she was also obviously quite uncomfortable approaching it. But she considered that it was the fair thing to do. She was not willing to end our marriage just for the sake of dating this colleague, but she inclined that perhaps it could be an option to eventually try dating him.
It was very tough for me hearing that, even though deep down I was rather understanding her situation and perspective. I admit we both shed a couple of tears throughout those several discussions. In a way, I appreciated her honesty, I knew that neither for her was it easy to open up, even though I admit that the whole thing hit me quite tough, emotionally. I also considered that it was fairer of her to approach me first about it, rather than cheating on me.
In conclusion, despite the toughness of the situation and the embarrassment that I felt, I eventually agreed and accepted her to start dating this man.
So she started dating him and getting along quite well together. I also got to meet him, as I wanted that, despite not being easy for me, but I felt it was the right way, so once, at their third date, we went out all 3 of us to get to know each other. I liked him, he was a polite man, he was aware of the awkwardness of the situation, especially for me, and he tried his best to respect that.
Starting with their next date, their 4th one, they inevitably got to intimacy, which again went quite well between them. At first they started at a hotel, as his home situation was complicated. Briefly, he was recently after a rough and expensive divorce and in a difficult financial situation and living at a friend family, at least on a temporary basis.
Eventually, a few months into their dating, given that we were not rich either and hotel expenses and all being a burden, we considered and eventually agreed that she could come with him at our home and spend time with him here. A challenging part was to discuss that with our daughter, but we did, we both took her aside and explained her the situation, that her mom has a friend, a bf actually, and that both of us, her mom and me are ok with that. And that he would be coming by our place from then on, at least for a while, and that the arrangement is that he would be staying in our bedroom, with her mom, that meaning that I would have to stay in the living room, where Eve was also sleeping, as we have only a 2 room apt. To our surprise and relief, Eve was more understanding than we expected, proving us how mature and kind she could be.
When he started coming by, it was not easy for me emotionally, I admit, as basically I was giving up my place to him into our bedroom. Moreover, in just a few months, 2020 came with the pandemics madness and lockdowns that started and, eventually, over the next 3 years, he basically moved in with us. However, we generally went along well, even though, in a way, it largely felt like he basically took my place in Lisa’s life, as her main partner, at least in what was concerning her intimacy part. I and her were quite seldom intimate over that time, and more of it rather consisting in some handjob from her to relief me once in a while. But as I said, given my rather general low libido, it was not like I was feeling actually any need for more. So, strictly from the physical perspective, I can say that there wasn’t any big frustration for me. From the emotional perspective, I could tell that it was more challenging, however, indeed.
However, I love my wife, and she continued to try to be as respectful towards me as she could.
In 2023 they eventually broke up, as he decided to accept a job abroad and to try to go on with his life. They separated in good terms, as also Lisa understood his situation and that he needed a big change and a financial upgrade in his life. He also has two kids to support, from his pervious marriage, to pay alimony and other expenses.
Ever since their separation, she continued to date once in a while, and with 2 of her dates things took a bit more serious path towards actual relationships, but eventually they proved to be on a few months term with each. One 6 months and one 4 months. She also continues to bring dates at home sometimes, as I agreed on that perspective.
In conclusion, it was challenging for me, especially. I admit it had not been easy trying to adjust to the idea and fact of my wife being polyamorous, nor to other daily challenges such as hearing her with a man from the other room, or seeing her going into showers with him and other awkward and difficult moments. But looking back now, I can tell that it was perhaps a right decision to accept it, as it definetly helped her, it added to her sense of living, and it also didn’t quite damage our marriage as much as we feared. Meaning that we still get along well, overall. And Eve has grown up getting used to the status of things and proved to be very understanding and adjustable and mature.
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