What am I thinking?!

My husband and I are coming up on 7 years. I was “Ms. Goody Two Shoes” my whole life. I moved out when I was 18 with my best friend. It was a few months later when I met him. We got married when I was 19 and he was 20 (4 months after we met). We had our first child the following year. We went out for my 21st birthday and I ordered a virgin daiquiri. None of the outside stuff really mattered to me. I never WANTED to go to parties, cuss, get drunk, or smoke, or do drugs. It was never a temptation for me and my “no, thank you” never changed. I just didn’t want to and I didn’t want my kids ever thinking I was that wild. My husband on the other hand had at least tried stuff and to me he was WILD. But we never had a lot of desire to go out to do anything; except for him wanting an occasional cigarette.

So fast forward to this past New Year’s eve. My brother in law just opened a local night club...based on a 1920’s speakeasy. So naturally, we want to be supportive and go to some of the events; like the 20’s Masquerade. My husband and I go out to eat before hand and while we’re munching on chips and queso a waitress walks by and I love her pants. They really accented her legs well-It’s hard to find that kind of nicely fitting pair of pants. I like to compliment and encourage others as often as possible. So I told her I like her pants and earrings not thinking anything of it. She says thank you with a smile and continues on.

My husband laughs and said, “did you just hit on that waitress??” “No, I was complimenting her?” Then starts a conversation about who would last longer if we weren’t together (oh, the second I got married a switch flipped and I am literally a breath away from being turned on at any given time and am always in the mood for sex). If I wasn’t with my husband I wouldn’t have time or desire to fool around. Plus I haven’t looked at another guy in almost 7 years, so it would take me a while to work up to even talking to another guy like that 😂😂😂

Our kids were with my parents for the night and I wanted to drink some because we never do. Well, fast forward past one drink (I am super tipsy) and I pop off, “so what are you saying? You wanna split up?? Why are we talking about screwing other people? I’d probably have a better chance screwing someone with you than by myself 😆” whoops....now we’re joking about threesomes for an hour. But I was thinking about another guy and he’s thinking about another gal....it wasn’t until after dinner I realize we aren’t on the same page. Anyway, so we’re just cracking jokes and run to the store. We pass someone and he whispers “what about her” we laugh and get some stuff and head downtown to meet up with family. I’m hanging out with the girls and every time he passes he just says “what about her” even when there was no one around 😂. This joke carries on and I joke back because there’s no way that is gonna happen.

Fast forward a couple weeks....we have a good friend over for dinner and he laughs and says “why about her” I get embarrassed and he just laughs and leaves the room. She looks at me confused and I while later I explain and apologize about our joking. She laughs and the subject is dropped. The following morning she texts me and says she had a crazy dream. She dreamt about the three of us...

Whoa 😳 ummmmm hold up now. Why? What?? Ok well you can’t always control your dreams but ok? we’ve all known each other 9+ years. So this is weird to me.

Fast forward this week....I HAD THE FREAKING DREAM! I felt so bad, but daaaang it was a good dream! I told her and she started messing with me a little and then says she’d probably actually do it. In the matter of days I went from no way to yeah why not 🤷🏻‍♀️

Thursday night I talked to my husband about it more (he’s been informed of all the conversations I didn’t just spring it up on him) and told him I might’ve actually been talked into it. That night we talked about how a threesome would work. I got turned on and climbed on top of him. While I was riding him, I gave him a play by play of how I saw things happening. I got so wet just thinking about it and maaaaannnnn that was some good sex! 😏😏🔥🔥

Yesterday, Friday, she and I sexted all day. And I told my husband to try to see what she’d say. Before he texted her she asked if we were gonna follow through because she couldn’t even focus at work anymore. Then he started texting her and she said between the two of us she had to take her panties off because they had gotten so wet.

So, we have a girls trip planned for next weekend and we may be cutting it short to fool around. There’s a part of me that thinks I must be crazy, but so far I’m still game. What am I think?!