Molly Roden Winter had been seeing her lover Karl for several weeks when one night, he made a proposal. That they should have a threesome with his partner, Martina, who – bizarre as it sounds – knew all about Molly. Though uncomfortable with the request, Molly – a school teacher, mother of two and the least likely person, it would seem, to indulge in unusual sexual practices – had already fallen in love with him and reluctantly agreed. It felt, she later reasoned, ‘like a requirement for dating Karl at all’.
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Predictably, the evening was not a success for Molly, but her ‘obligation’ duly fulfilled, she pulled on her clothes and left immediately. Sensing that she’d need someone to talk to afterwards, she had already arranged to meet up with her best friend – the one person who would understand, and the person to whom she could confide all the unease and dissatisfaction of the preceding hours: her husband, Stewart.
This is just one of the astonishing scenes in More, Molly’s bestselling memoir, detailing her pursuit of an open marriage. Just released in paperback, it caused a sensation when originally published last year, attracting equal parts praise and opprobrium for the candour with which Molly describes her entry into polyamory.
Certainly, it’s not for the faint-hearted as Molly recounts many of the indignities she is made to feel when she and Stewart decide to openly have sexual relationships with other people. Molly Roden Winter has lifted the lid on the highs, lows and insecurities of polyamory.
