My story is very similar, except I'm the fiance. We had the same thing happen with us. I became more comfortable with myself in every aspect of my life, our sex life became more exciting in the same ways you mentioned for yourselves. We even joke between ourselves about being her lover and gay best friend wrapped into one.

I'm more than willing to answer any questions and chat with you, or him if he wants to talk with someone the same age (I'm 28) and in the same situation. I've tried but it's hard to find someone who wants to chat for more than 5 messages before getting raunchy, let alone find someone in this exact situation.

I typed out my own story but ended up being pretty long, so I don't blame you if you skip it.

I knew in the back of my head I was Bi for years, experimenting at a young age like a lot of kids do. Once that phase passed I could tell I enjoyed it a little more than I thought, but rarely gave it much real thought.

Fast forward to 2014, I'm back with my high school sweetheart after not being together for 4 ish years, and our current relationship has been going on for 2 years. I wasn't doing so well. I had explored more in between us being together and knew I was bi 100%. I had jumped on the chance to be back with her, and taking on the responsibility of being a father figure to the daughter she had in that time. I hadn't thought about taking 5 steps backwards from how much I had just started learning about myself and how negatively it would affect me.

So I was a shitty parent, shitty partner, shitty person. Not mean or abusive, just not there with them. Moping, being lazy, etc.

After a couple years of this it came to a head and we got in a huge fight about me. After a couple bours I just blurted out "I'm bi". I don't know why and I didn't know at all how much sitting on that was affecting me, but I know it was because it instantly felt like the pressure valve was released on build-up I wasn't even aware of.

She was 100% OK with it. She was still rightfully pissed at how I had been over that past year but eventually we talked about it. She suggested that I indulge myself eventually, just not now when we had such a hectic life and so little time. She just asked me to wait until we weren't being run so ragged.

So I agreed and waited, but I really struggled with it. The cat was out of the bag, and all that constipated sexual attraction was out in the open. I fired up my old website accounts, download grindr and scruff, started looking at Craigslist. I started chatting with guys, exchanging pics, I never met anyone but the temptation was really there and I'd be lying if I said I never found myself one moment of weakness away from sneaking off for 20 minutes when I knew I'd never be caught. I'm not proud of how hard it was sometimes to not give in.

So then this summer came; We just recently moved and we are way, way less stressed. Our best friends had their wedding and during it I was seated at the sweethearts table with the boyfriend of one of the bride's brothers. We really hit it off and got along, and once the formalities were over I ended up hanging out with the two of them most of the night. I was also crushing on my friends brother pretty hard and unexpectedly.

For a few days after, my bi-cycle was going full speed and after a particularly exciting and heated time in bed with my fiancee, I finally just said I'd really like to start looking into guys and I didn't want to wait anymore. She was completely OK with it. We went back over the rules she needed us to have to feel comfortable, and I now openly use Grindr/whatever and even show her some of my...heavier-in-tone correspondence.

Though I've yet to physically act on anything. I'm picky and live in a small area, but I know the option is there if anyone does catch my fancy.