12-19-2024, 10:21 AM
Hello all, while discussing this privately with someone, I thought it might be a good subject to broach here in the love and sex area. I would think many have experienced this as I have, and I would think most times it's the wife who deceives, since guys usually brag about sex." This statement opens the door to a sensitive and often uncomfortable topic: honesty and transparency in relationships, especially regarding past sexual experiences. It's not uncommon for people to be hesitant about disclosing certain aspects of their past, either out of fear of judgment or because they don't think it will matter in the long run. However, these secrets can often lead to misunderstandings and complications later on, especially when they come to light unexpectedly.
Back in my day, the late '70s and early '80s, it was somewhat customary for couples who became serious to have a disclosure session. The purpose was simple: to avoid having your partner be surprised by revelations about your past relationships, especially when it came to sexual experiences. The idea was that it was better to be open and upfront about these things rather than letting your partner find out later, potentially leading to hurt feelings or mistrust. In those days, couples generally respected this tradition, even if it was awkward or uncomfortable to talk about. It was seen as a way of showing respect and consideration for each other’s feelings.
This happened to me, and I fully disclosed. I admit, back then, I would have had a problem considering marrying someone who had slept with someone I knew. It wasn't necessarily about the act itself, but about the potential for awkwardness and jealousy in a relationship. It was far more likely to become an issue if I found out later, after we were already committed. That being said, I never imagined that a simple disclosure session could lead to surprises further down the road. I thought the past was in the past, and that the future was what mattered most.
However, I found out when we were engaged that my wife had dated someone I knew, someone she had not disclosed during our initial conversation. At the time, it was treated as an oversight because she hadn’t slept with him, and I didn’t think much of it. After all, we all have relationships before we meet our partner, and not everything needs to be shared in minute detail. I accepted her explanation, thinking it was no big deal. It was a small detail, and I trusted her enough to move forward with our engagement.
Later, after marriage, it seemed this wasn’t quite true. During a gathering of friends, pictures from a vacation trip before we started dating were passed around. I saw a picture of her with the guy she had supposedly never slept with, and immediately, my curiosity was piqued. I asked the hostess about the picture and where it was taken. She went on to tell me about a group trip to Boca, mentioning how the trip had been spent in a four-bedroom beach house with four couples. My wife and the guy she never slept with were one of the couples. Suddenly, everything started to fall into place. The secrecy and the small details that had been glossed over earlier began to add up in a way that felt less innocent.
Without going into great detail, that night, I lost a modicum of respect for my bride of less than a year. The fact that she had kept such a significant detail from me felt like a betrayal, not necessarily in the act itself, but in the way it had been concealed. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed, as if the foundation of trust we had built together had been shaken. It was a moment of realization that transparency in a relationship is not just about being honest when it's convenient but about creating an environment where honesty is the default, even when it’s uncomfortable.
Back in my day, the late '70s and early '80s, it was somewhat customary for couples who became serious to have a disclosure session. The purpose was simple: to avoid having your partner be surprised by revelations about your past relationships, especially when it came to sexual experiences. The idea was that it was better to be open and upfront about these things rather than letting your partner find out later, potentially leading to hurt feelings or mistrust. In those days, couples generally respected this tradition, even if it was awkward or uncomfortable to talk about. It was seen as a way of showing respect and consideration for each other’s feelings.
This happened to me, and I fully disclosed. I admit, back then, I would have had a problem considering marrying someone who had slept with someone I knew. It wasn't necessarily about the act itself, but about the potential for awkwardness and jealousy in a relationship. It was far more likely to become an issue if I found out later, after we were already committed. That being said, I never imagined that a simple disclosure session could lead to surprises further down the road. I thought the past was in the past, and that the future was what mattered most.
However, I found out when we were engaged that my wife had dated someone I knew, someone she had not disclosed during our initial conversation. At the time, it was treated as an oversight because she hadn’t slept with him, and I didn’t think much of it. After all, we all have relationships before we meet our partner, and not everything needs to be shared in minute detail. I accepted her explanation, thinking it was no big deal. It was a small detail, and I trusted her enough to move forward with our engagement.
Later, after marriage, it seemed this wasn’t quite true. During a gathering of friends, pictures from a vacation trip before we started dating were passed around. I saw a picture of her with the guy she had supposedly never slept with, and immediately, my curiosity was piqued. I asked the hostess about the picture and where it was taken. She went on to tell me about a group trip to Boca, mentioning how the trip had been spent in a four-bedroom beach house with four couples. My wife and the guy she never slept with were one of the couples. Suddenly, everything started to fall into place. The secrecy and the small details that had been glossed over earlier began to add up in a way that felt less innocent.
Without going into great detail, that night, I lost a modicum of respect for my bride of less than a year. The fact that she had kept such a significant detail from me felt like a betrayal, not necessarily in the act itself, but in the way it had been concealed. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed, as if the foundation of trust we had built together had been shaken. It was a moment of realization that transparency in a relationship is not just about being honest when it's convenient but about creating an environment where honesty is the default, even when it’s uncomfortable.