I Agreed to a Threesome to Please My Husband — and a Year Later, I’m Still Paying the Emotional Price

I evaluated the situation like a team player.

He later admitted something that now feels almost painfully ironic: he agreed because he thought I wanted it. I agreed because I thought he wanted it.

Two people trying to be generous. Two people quietly betraying themselves.

We picked someone I trusted — a friend.

And for a while, it was just talk. Just a scenario, scheduled for “sometime soon.”

If we had waited one more day, it probably never would’ve happened.

But timing had other plans.