Have you ever fallen in love with you FWB?

I am married. I developed a friendship with a girl at work. I felt sorry for her because her husband ignored and mistreated her. She had nobody as a close friend so I filled the void. In time I found that she shared my love of being touched. We occasionally got together to talk and we often touched which led to seeing more than was appropriate and eventually we had sex. I didn't want this to happen, but it did. And in time she fell in love with me, wanting to leave her husband. I am in a good, long standing marriage. I did not mean for any of this to happen, but it did. I had to tell her I could not return her love or abandon my wife. She accepted this and we still get together and make each other happy sometimes.

Well, I am starting to fall for mine. and it is starting to hurt because I almost think about him 24/7 and can't date anyone else mostly because I just think about him and noone else. I don't see other guys just like I see him . I fantasize only about him and don't picture having sex or doing anything if it is not with him. so I am busted. unlike you and Shlei3, I know his circle of friends, even the closest ones and we hang out all together so he always calls me up when they go out but they don't know that we have sort of like a relationship . I don't know his family but he has talked about them. I have noticed though that he is very reluctant to tell me where he works although I know what he does . and I think he tries to keep me away from his hometown . that's all . this is my first FWB relationship and I don't think I will get into any other . I think with him is just enough but of course one can't say it will never happen again. anyways too much trouble because my closest friends are always asking about my BF, they don't know it's a FWB thing, they just assume he is my BF. and of course I don't wanna contradict them . I think that is one of the drawbacks of having that kind of relationship that you have to deal with people asking what you two are up to, you know. good luck to ya!

Yes I had one for 6 1/2 years. He was 31 when I met him and I was 18. I fell for his charming ways. He was very self assured (or so I thought). I wasn't your typical 18 year old. At first we started out as just friends. Then a week later after meeting we had sex. He told me that night that he would like to have a pact between us. We agreed that sex was to be kept between us two and if we went elsewhere we were to tell the other person about it. At the time I thought I could handle it and I did for a good few months. But as time evolved I fell in love. He didn't. We spent a lot of time together. So much so that I met his kids and his mother. I would watch his kids, pick them up from school, hang out at his house.we did a lot of stuff together. This started to really twist things in my head. I kept thinking, we already are there so why not take it to the next level? He had already done the marriage thing and vowed to never do it again. Our fights were always caused by my jealousy. We got along very well other than that except that he never let me meet his friends. I knew everything about them I just didn't know how they looked like. We spent countless nights eating dinner at his place, watching movies, going shopping, going out.everyone knew but he kept mum. I would get angry about his lack of commitment that I would eventually explode and start a fight. Whenever he was down he would call me. So essentially it was a best friends with benefits type of thing. I would always try to jump into other relationships in hopes of getting over him. I realize this is the wrong way to go about it on so many levels. I just wanted to get him out of my head if not my heart. But I was never able to stay away long. He'd call me up and I'd cave. I cheated on a few boyfriends with him which is not in my nature at all. I'd have a weak moment, go spend time with him and then go back to them and end it (with them). he has a huge trust issue with women. We dated for about 6 months but stopped when he thought he was getting way too close to me and realized his heart was on the line. It took me a long time to realize what he was doing. I finally ended the sexual relationship I had with him on January of this year. It's not easy because there are times I think about him. Luckily he has since moved 3 1/2 hours away. It was just too hard at times. I wanted to be with him and he was content with our arrangement. I felt like a blow up doll he could hang out with or have sex with and then put away when he was done. We are still friends and we email each other. But I stay far away physically because I know I won't say no if he tries to put the moves on me. I will always love him and a part of me will always hate that he never gave us a real chance. He's the only man that has kept my attention and devotion for years.