Can’t do without two
I guess I’m writing these stories as therapeutic confessions, as a way to express the love I have for my husbands best friend, Derek. I’ve been sleeping with Derek for three years consistently, since he moved in with us, three years ago in August. I met him on the same day that I met my husband. I met my husband on a dare-date, a date that a best friend sets up without any information on the person your about to see, and I fell in love immediately by his beauty, I thought, “What a fucking man!” We attended a poetry reading session in Pittsburgh and hit it off immediately. While leaving to drop me home after our quick date, I knew I wanted to be with him forever, and then as he held my hand …