We were probably married for 36 or 37 years at the time. I told her that I was Bisexual. She was quite upset, even though she had serious Bi-curious feelings of her own in the past, when she was in her 20's and 30's. I brought that up and told her that she couldn't be serious, and recounted some of the Bi-curious thoughts that she had shared with me. She eventually calmed down. She was surprised to find out that I had blown 24 men at that time, although it's 39 now, something that she does not know.
We were even going to Provincetown Mass once to both do a same sex experience, but she had chickened out. Another time, she even told me to go find another man to blow while we were in Provincetown. I tried, but came up empty. She even smelled my breath when I came back to see if I was lying!
Anyway, today we were talking to a friend and my wife mentioned that she thought that everyone was on a spectrum and that there were very few actual "straight" people. I thought that she was hinting to our friend about my Bisexuality and her own previous Bi-curious feelings, so I asked her privately where she was on the spectrum. She said that in the past she definitely had Bi-curious feelings, but that she doesn't anymore. Then I asked her if she had a problem with me referring to myself as Bisexual and she said no. I told her that only a handful of people knew and then she freaked out saying "Other than me?" I said yes and mentioned a former co-worker who I just learned was a Lesbian. I said I told her. She was none too happy about that. I admitted that I am very free in telling strangers, but not people close to me. "Strangers?" Yup. I would like to be more open about my Bi-sexuality, but I don't want to embarrass her with friends or family. A very close male friend knows, but no other friends or family, even though we have Bisexual family members who are out.
She went on to say that she has no problem with me saying that I am Bisexual to her, but she doesn't want me to act on it or tell her about it, if I do. I suppose it's my own fault. Once it was out in the open, I said "I love to suck cock!!" one too many times while we were making love. She is concerned that I will get into the Gay scene in Provincetown and that someday she will come home to find me in bed with a strange man. It's not going to happen. I am a 2 on the Kinsey scale. I do love to suck cock (especially black ones, but that's another story.), but I have zero romantic interest in men. It's strictly about their cocks.
I would love it if she would come around to the point of watching me blow other men, but that isn't going to happen, so all I can do is dream about that.