The only reason I’m with my wife is because I started sleeping with her to make her friend jealous
For the longest time, I was madly in love with my wife’s best friend. I wanted to be with her so bad but I never had the guts to make it clear. I’m sure she knew I had feelings for her, but ignored it. I knew she liked the attention I gave her though.
I thought that maybe if she saw that I was interested in someone else, she’d want me to focus on her and give me a chance. So I chose her best friend. I asked her out and she accepted. We started sleeping together and since women talk I figured she’d say something to her friend. She did, but by the time she did, I didn’t care.
I had realized what I had was a fleeting crush. But what I felt for this new woman was love. I thought about her every day, I got nervous to see her, I was scared to call her, I could listen to her talk for hours. I was truly in love with her. I forgot about her friend and was focused on my newly budding relationship with this new woman. Years later I proposed. Now we’re married with a daughter in the way.
I know what I did was scum my but I was young and dumb. I’m just glad I told no one of this as I know this secret is the kinda thing that’ll ruin her confidence and self esteem.