Why My Rich Older Fiancé Almost Called Off Our Wedding 2 Weeks Before We Were Supposed to Say “I Do”: Part 2

You are a won­der­ful mother, a true nat­ural god­dess. I am sorry that I yelled at you,” he said, inter­lock­ing his fin­gers with mine. That was hardly the reac­tion I was expect­ing from a man who just found out that his younger soon-to-be wife had just cheated on him.

I forced a smile and pulled away, head­ing to the bath­room to take a very long, scald­ing hot shower. I didn’t get out of the shower until all of the hot water was gone about 45 min­utes later. Kee­gan was lying in bed sound asleep by this time. The baby was still asleep and I needed to fall asleep too, so I crawled into bed with Kee­gan and dozed off.

When I finally woke up, much later than usual, I saw that Kee­gan had been up with the baby so that I could get some rest. He had made me a fresh break­fast and even started putting together the wed­ding favors. That shocked me to my core and I just started cry­ing right there in our din­ing room.

Look­ing at him with our child and the wed­ding favors he had put together, the events of the night before were just too much to bear.

Kee­gan walked over to me, pick­ing up my veil on the way. He kissed my eyes and slid the comb of the veil into my messy pony­tail. The del­i­cate lace draped over my shoul­ders and down my back. My mom bought this veil for me as a last minute sur­prise to match my new dress, which made it even more sentimental.

We have so much to do before the wedding—that is, if you will still marry me,” Kee­gan said, tak­ing my hand as he got down on one knee in our din­ing room. “Vivian, I need to ask you again if you will be my wife, but before you answer, I need to make it clear that by agree­ing to marry me, from this point on, you are agree­ing to enter the swinger lifestyle with me. Not right now or right away, but at some point in the future, our future.”

Kee­gan was grin­ning so much that his bot­tom lip was quiv­er­ing. I wasn’t entirely cer­tain if he was seri­ous or not, but the thought of becom­ing a cou­ple who swings intrigued me. I said yes, and just like that, our life and wed­ding was back on track. Cri­sis diverted, but I had no idea what I was get­ting myself into.

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About Vivian

I am 26 and my husband 45. At first, our friendship existed mostly online. I was actually helping my now husband with his dating profile when it dawned on me that he was exactly what I was looking for in a perfect life partner. So, I asked him out and we have been together ever since. We now have two daughters together and everyone that knows us will tell you that they simply can’t imagine us apart, and neither can we. I’m no stranger to May-December relationships—my father was 71 and my mother was 33 when I was born. I have never dated a guy my own age. Anything less than 10 years older than me just seems wrong, and frankly, it doesn’t even turn me on in the slightest bit to think about it. It’s actually a turn-off. After going through relationships with a few rich older men, I finally settled down with my husband. I’m sure there were people waging bets on how quickly our marriage would fall apart, but we’re determined to prove them all wrong.