u/SoldadoDesierto

We stayed at my mother’s house to visit. My wife and I were enjoying the rare chance to sleep in, but our morning snuggles quickly turned into a more passionate moment. We had tossed the blankets aside and were caught up in the heat of the moment, completely unaware of the world around us. Because we felt so secluded in the back of the

house, we didn't think twice about being completely exposed, both fully stripping naked. I was lying flat on my back while my wife was positioned over me, and we were both totally lost in the intimacy of the morning, never expecting that our privacy was about to be shattered. I was fully hard, laying on the bed the door to the bedroom to my side, my wifes fully naked, positioned over my face holding the head board of the bed.

Literally out of nowhere, the door swung wide open. There stood my mother, frozen in the doorway with a look of pure shock on her face. From her perspective, she walked right into a scene she never intended to see, with both of us completely bare and caught in a very compromising position. No way we could hide or could she misinterpret what was happening. She quickly stumbled backward, stammering out, "Oh shit, I’ll come back later! I am so sorry!" as she slammed the door shut. It turned out she had heard some muffled noises and assumed we had turned the TV on to watch the morning news, so she had popped in to ask what we wanted for breakfast and discuss our plans for the day.

The mood in the room shifted instantly from passion to absolute panic. While I tried to laugh off the awkwardness of the situation, my wife was utterly devastated by the embarrassment. Her face turned BRIGHT red, and she immediately dove under the covers, claiming she could never show her face in that house again. She was so mortified by the encounter that she staged a total strike, refusing to leave the bedroom for the entire rest of the day. I had to eventually venture out and face the awkwardness of small talk with my mom in the kitchen, my wife stayed hidden away, convinced that the week was officially ruined by the most ill-timed door opening in history.

I’m looking for someone to chat with about our relationships, whether it’s about our current wives or stuff from our past. I really want to have an open conversation where we can be honest about our personal lives and our sex lives. We could talk about things like our favorite night of sex or the riskiest place we’ve ever done it. I’m also interested in hearing about your kinks and fantasies and sharing some of mine in a way that’s chill and judgment-free. If you’re down to talk about some stories and talk about what gets us going, send me a message.

I'm also down to talk about some crushes we have, and things we are into we haven't shared with anyone yet! Honestly, I just love talking about anything and everything! If you want, hit me up! Let's chat about anything that turns us on.

I'm Bi, married for a few years to my wife. I'm an open book!

It all started with a simple swipe and a bit of hope. I saw my wife’s profile and thought she was beautiful, but our first conversation was a total disaster. Every message she sent was a short, one-word answer like "Yeah" or "Lol." I didn't know it yet, but my wife is actually the world’s worst texter. After a few of those boring replies, I figured she just wasn't interested, so I stopped replying and moved on. However, the next afternoon, my phone buzzed with a completely different energy. Suddenly, she was sending long messages, using emojis, and being very flirty. She sent a text saying, "I'm usually not this forward, but you're way too cute to let this conversation die. When are you taking me out?" I was hooked by her new confidence, so we set a date for that night.

​We ended up having the longest and best first date ever. We went to dinner, then a walk, and talked for hours about everything. The chemistry was great, but I was a little confused because she was surprisingly shy in person. When I dropped her off, there was no "come hither" look or even a hint that she wanted to get physical, even though she clearly liked me. I drove home thinking it was a great night, but that maybe we were moving at a snail's pace.

​The confusion grew even more once I got home. Around midnight, my phone lit up with a text that said, "I can’t stop thinking about how good you looked tonight." The shy girl from dinner was gone. The texts started getting very steamy, and we began describing exactly what we wanted to do to each other. Finally, she sent a message that said, "I'm so annoyed with myself for being shy earlier. I’ve been sitting here wishing we were in bed together since you left. Get over here right now." I didn't waste any time. I drove back to her place, and the moment I walked through the door, the clothes came off and we finally got intimate. We have been together every single day since that night.

​A long time later, I found out the real story of how we actually ended up together. It turns out I wasn’t even texting my wife that second day—I was texting her sister. When my wife showed her the boring, dry conversation we had at first, her sister staged a total intervention. She grabbed the phone and told my wife, "Don't be stupid, he's hot and you need to get laid." The sister was the one who sent those first flirty texts that got me to show up for the date.

​The best part happened after I dropped my wife off. When she went inside and told her sister how perfect the date was but admitted she was too nervous to make a move, her sister lost it. She was so frustrated that her hard work hadn't resulted in her sister getting any "action" that she snatched the phone away again. She was the one who sent those late-night sexts and told me to come over, basically lure-hooking me back to the house.

My sister-in-law basically ghost-wrote our entire love story just to make sure her sister got lucky, making her the ultimate wingman.

​

It all started with a simple swipe and a bit of hope. I saw my wife’s profile and thought she was beautiful, but our first conversation was a total disaster. Every message she sent was a short, one-word answer like "Yeah" or "Lol." I didn't know it yet, but my wife is actually the world’s worst texter. After a few of those boring replies, I figured she just wasn't interested, so I stopped replying and moved on. However, the next afternoon, my phone buzzed with a completely different energy. Suddenly, she was sending long messages, using emojis, and being very flirty. She sent a text saying, "I'm usually not this forward, but you're way too cute to let this conversation die. When are you taking me out?" I was hooked by her new confidence, so we set a date for that night.

​We ended up having the longest and best first date ever. We went to dinner, then a walk, and talked for hours about everything. The chemistry was great, but I was a little confused because she was surprisingly shy in person. When I dropped her off, there was no "come hither" look or even a hint that she wanted to get physical, even though she clearly liked me. I drove home thinking it was a great night, but that maybe we were moving at a snail's pace.

​The confusion grew even more once I got home. Around midnight, my phone lit up with a text that said, "I can’t stop thinking about how good you looked tonight." The shy girl from dinner was gone. The texts started getting very steamy, and we began describing exactly what we wanted to do to each other. Finally, she sent a message that said, "I'm so annoyed with myself for being shy earlier. I’ve been sitting here wishing we were in bed together since you left. Get over here right now." I didn't waste any time. I drove back to her place, and the moment I walked through the door, the clothes came off and we finally got intimate. We have been together every single day since that night.

​A long time later, I found out the real story of how we actually ended up together. It turns out I wasn’t even texting my wife that second day—I was texting her sister. When my wife showed her the boring, dry conversation we had at first, her sister staged a total intervention. She grabbed the phone and told my wife, "Don't be stupid, he's hot and you need to get laid." The sister was the one who sent those first flirty texts that got me to show up for the date.

​The best part happened after I dropped my wife off. When she went inside and told her sister how perfect the date was but admitted she was too nervous to make a move, her sister lost it. She was so frustrated that her hard work hadn't resulted in her sister getting any "action" that she snatched the phone away again. She was the one who sent those late-night sexts and told me to come over, basically lure-hooking me back to the house.

My sister-in-law basically ghost-wrote our entire love story just to make sure her sister got lucky, making her the ultimate wingman.

So my wife is horrible with telling me her past. Her being knock is how shy and awkward she is talking about sex. Its so bad but I've grown to not mind it. But the biggest issues is being into hotpast, she really rarely gives me anything to work with. It sucks, but thank god for her twin sister!

Recently we went to her parents house for Easter. We stayed a few days, and so did her sister and her family. The three of us were going through old photos of both of them in high school. My wifes sister came across old prom photos and my god there my wife was with her first long term boyfriend!! The ex of multiple years! Its my first time seeing him! I noticed her was Hispanic, my wife being white and myself being white, I pointed it out and said jokingly I didn't know you were into Mexican guys?

My SIL instantly comment what!? You didnt know!? She ONLY talked to Hispanic guys! I'm honestly shocked she even married you.

My wife was BRIGHT red!!! Stunned!!! It was instantly hot! I had to push a little more, I asked my SIL if shes kidding or not?

She quickly tells me shes not, every guy before me was Hispanic, and she starts to tell me she's got a really embarrassing story about my wife and her ex.

My wife quickly tries to shut her up but shes damn near crying shes so embarrassed! My sister in law gets the story out quickly before my wife can stop her.

She tells me they did a double date with her long term ex, and on the date my wife was drunk. They were at a club getting drinks with my sister in laws new BF. When it was time to go my wife was begging her ex to leave, she loudly told him it was time to go home, shes got dessert at the house.... its a nice sweet dessert taco.

My wife was PISSED her sister told her that! Her sister then doubles down and says... she grabbed his arm and said let's go papi!!!

WHAT!!!! I WAS SOOOOO STUNNED!!!! I finally got some details of her past, and my god it didnt disappoint!!!! Shoutout my sister in law!!! I love her!