My ex-husband Josh and I had broken up a bunch of times. He was dangerously handsome and charming and every time I got sick of his womanizing ways, he would somehow sweet talk his way back into my bed – and into my life. He was charming and funny and clever and I loved him despite his behavior.
So when I decided I’d had enough of being treated like an idiot, I knew I had to put some real distance between us in order to recover and avoid falling into the same trap again. I moved to Canada for a year, where I found work at a ski resort.
I spent a year throwing myself into a party lifestyle, licking my wounds and forgetting I’d ever made the mistake of marrying Josh when I was just 23-years-old. For the first few months, Josh emailed and called me almost every day. He told me he missed me and that he was determined to change – and that when I came back, everything would be different.
That just made me more determined to stay away
I’d finally made the big break and escaped – getting tangled up in Josh’s web of deceit again would be the biggest mistake I could make.
So I was happy when Josh’s calls and emails become less frequent. And then I was even happier when he told me he’d started seeing someone. Her name was Hannah and she was gorgeous. With her blonde, beachy looks, she looked like the opposite of me. I was happy he had finally moved on to someone else and was finally leaving me alone.
I enjoyed Canada for a few more months before I decided I wanted to come home and go to university to finally enroll in the teaching degree I’d always wanted to do. I’d partied my heartache away and now it was time to move on to the next chapter of my life.
When I arrived home, it wasn’t long before Josh invited me out for a drink “to catch up.” I was reluctant at first, but when he said he’d love me to meet Hannah, I thought it would be safe to see him.
What could possibly happen with his girlfriend there?
We met in a bar that was just around the corner from the apartment where Josh and I used to live together. All the caution I felt evaporated as soon as I saw Josh and Hannah. He was clearly in love with her and she was lovely. We had a few drinks and Hannah and I bonded by making fun of Josh’s weirdness around doing dishes as soon as they’re dirty and his awful denim cut-offs that he wears all weekend when he’s at home.
It was at that point that I probably should have wished the happy couple well and gone on my way, but it was also at that point that someone suggested we get some tequila shots.
From there, things got a little more loose
We started talking about sex and the succession of underwhelming lovers I’d encountered while I was traveling. I confessed that it was Josh’s prowess in the bedroom that I found so difficult to break away from and that I had needed to go overseas in order to ensure I didn’t accidentally fall into bed with him again.
I could see his ego swelling right before my eyes.
I also confessed that I had my first sexual experience with a woman while I was in Canada, which made Josh sit up and pay attention.
Josh asked me if I thought Hannah was attractive and I said of course I did. The woman was stunning.
“Would she be your type?” he asked.
“She’d be anyone’s type,” I replied. “She’s beautiful.”
Josh asked Hannah if she found me attractive and she said she thought I was. I have to confess I felt a frisson of excitement when I heard that.
Then Josh started teasing me about my experience with a woman in Canada, saying he didn’t believe me. That I’d never have the guts to make a move on another woman.
Time for action
I knew he was goading me into action, but by that time I didn’t care. I reached out and touched Hannah’s cheek before kissing her, long and slow, in the bar. I could feel all eyes on us but I didn’t care. It was exciting and I was turned on.
Josh groaned at the table next to us and when I looked I could see he had a massive erection.
“Why don’t we take this party back to my place?” Josh said.
As soon as we got inside Josh’s front door, it was all on
There were mouths and hands everywhere. Josh kissed me deeply while Hannah undressed me and I suddenly realized this wasn’t their first time doing this.
We spent an hour or so kissing, rubbing, licking, sucking and penetrating in every combination we could think of. I’d never had a threesome before but it was all kept light-hearted and so much fun. The fact that I knew Josh helped me to feel comfortable and the fact that Hannah was there meant I wasn’t concerned about falling under his spell again.
When it was all over, we had a glass of wine together and chatted about what I was going to do now that I was back in the country and then I called an Uber and went home.
Getting him out of my system
I haven’t been out with Josh and Hannah again since that night and I don’t have any urge to do so. I know how Josh’s spell over me is broken and that we’ve both moved on with our lives. The fact that I got to tick an item off my sexual bucket list in the process of getting over my ex was a bonus.
