I am an extrovert and communicating with people both man and woman is my forte. It is character befitting my marketing job. In my spare time I go to social networks to make friends, going on dates when I did click with women. It was how I found my girlfriend, lover, wife and mother all these roles in one woman. It was a long story and dramatic one filled with joy, pain and anguish moments at times. We are married and very much in love. We married before we found out I was her son given up for adoption.
That was the most tumultuous situation we faced. For sure we will be condemned if we carried on married. But we were not prepared to scuttle our marriage. I love her and she loves me. We can't stop loving each other when we found out it is incest. Nobody needs to know. It is only known to both of us. On reflection, I am glad we stood focus on saving our marriage and make it a lasting memorable one despite all the odds. I read entries in this website by peoples who have happy endings and enjoying blissful marriages though cast as immoral or unethical by families and friends. I asked wife and she was agreeable to let our experiences be written and share with others.
I frequented the social media sites to look for friends. I had success and dated women of various ages. I found my wife on a social media site. I found that mature women made good companions because they were more experienced, intellectually and knew the world so to speak. I have a fascination over women who are mature and older than me. I dated a few mature women but didn't quite connect due to differing interests. For a man to court an older woman required attentive efforts.
When I saw her profile I was attracted to her but she brushed me off with a casual reply. Maybe she considered me immature and didn't match up to her. From past encounters I learned that if I was older by a few years I stood better chance of them interested in me and would agree to a date so I falsified my age in my profile. Well to her I was just too young still. But I persisted pursuing her and contacted her via chats on the web and got to know her better. I was determined to befriend her. Other than a little white lie about my age all my communication with her was true facts. I didn't want to scam her because it is better to be truthful and it is my guiding principle in life and work matters. I did feel guilty about lying about my age but then I reasoned I needed a foot in the door so I could introduce myself to her. No harm and I could correct that after we became friends.
My persistence was not in vain. After a few months of correspondence and talking, she agreed to go to a concert with me. I chose a more mature dress fashion for our date. The first time I saw her, I was captivated by her. She was petite and had a class status looking much attractive than her photo. Yet she had no air or proud. We had supper after the concert. I found I could converse with her well and she came across as a very charming lady. I sent her home in a cab. She thanked me for a wonderful evening and she accepted when I asked her for a date again. I was all over the moon. She was a down to earth lady.
We went on dates frequently and built our relationship. I was steadfast in courting her. We were compatible in characters and enjoyed each other companion and shared interests. She led a sedentary mainly social circle life style. I got her interested in outdoor activities. We walked the beach, watched sunrise, sunset, glazed stars and galaxy. I taught her to swim. We thoroughly enjoyed doing things together. I nudged her to visit a nudist site and since have been our regular outing. I spent less time on the social media sites and we got together whenever we had time. After work we would have dinner and chill out or went dancing. She was a top professional and my marketing work required me to travel so our time was very precious to us. However, we managed to grow our relationship.
She revealed her past, twice divorcee and had a son at a very young age, given up to adoption at birth. He would be around my age if alive. She had no contact with him and unaware of his whereabouts. I accepted her and said that would not affect our relationship. We didn't delve about it. Soon we sort of became being exclusive to each other as we confided and sought comfort in each other.
