My husband's brother and I dated for about a year. Then we ended up breaking up because he moved. Then I hooked up with the man who is his brother (I did not know, they have different last names) I found out they were brothers months after I got into a relationship with the man who is my husband. We then decided to get married but when his brother returned back I realized my feelings for him still exist. I have fought my feelings for months. My husband is currently in California finishing up medical school so his brother has been on my mind. He only lives next door because they rented homes next to each other. My husband will be gone until like September and I really can't handle it anymore.
And I couldn't fight my feelings any longer because he came over to paint the walls for my husband who had asked him to. Well I was cooking dinner and he had not ate. So I told him he could eat dinner then leave. I made steak and he went run next door and bought champagne. It was so romantic and I confessed my feelings to him. He just told me has always felt that way. He said he did not want to hurt his brother and I agreed. He said he'd leave but when he was walking out the door I was crying. He came back to hug me and told me it's okay. I stopped crying and went take a shower. He said he would see himself out. But he never left he came upstairs and kissed me. I kissed him back and he made sweet, passionate love to me. We stayed up in bed talking the entire tonight. I fell asleep in his arms. I was in love with him before and still am.
And I couldn't fight my feelings any longer because he came over to paint the walls for my husband who had asked him to. Well I was cooking dinner and he had not ate. So I told him he could eat dinner then leave. I made steak and he went run next door and bought champagne. It was so romantic and I confessed my feelings to him. He just told me has always felt that way. He said he did not want to hurt his brother and I agreed. He said he'd leave but when he was walking out the door I was crying. He came back to hug me and told me it's okay. I stopped crying and went take a shower. He said he would see himself out. But he never left he came upstairs and kissed me. I kissed him back and he made sweet, passionate love to me. We stayed up in bed talking the entire tonight. I fell asleep in his arms. I was in love with him before and still am.
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