Yeah I feel bad I had to ask too, BUT that is in no way a negative reflection upon you that you need to feel anyway bad about. The reason I had to ask is all the men out there that do these horrendous things and make trust hard. It’s those men I hold responsible.
No I have no way of telling how many men a woman has been with, beyond asking her. It’s also not especially my business. Sure I would feel good if my partner trusted me with that information. I like my relationships to be pretty transparent, but people get funny about such things so I wouldn’t expect it to be disclosed. It wouldn’t especially bother me if the number was a large one. I’m more concerned with the quality of our current relationship as opposed to faffing about with the past.
Actually I can answer the last question, and honestly too, as I’ve been in situations such as you describe. Although I’m going to zone in on the precise language “get away with it”. The very notion that sex is some sort of sin I need get away with is entirely opposed to how I view sex. I remember once in my early 20s I encountered a girl in the pub who I later learned was only 16. It turned out she has been kicked out her home whilst her mother’s boyfriend was staying. By the time the pubs kicked out she had nowhere to go. I naturally took her home and have her my bed to sleep in, I was going to make do on the couch. She intimated some form of physical intimacy was possible, but a) her age, b) the circumstances, c) there was literally no desire in her eyes whatsoever. It would have literally been a favour for a favour. I declined and went off to sleep.
Sex to me is actually something special and sacred, it’s not transactional. It is not to be coerced or blackmailed or forced. It is or should be a shared experience. Do I experience lustful thoughts? Sure I do, and I don’t repress myself either, but the superimposition of intimacy over the sexual act elevates into something truly magnificent. It’s not that I have specific moral stance I’m simply aiming for something better.
There is only one occasion where I was ever worried I had gone to far, but I’ll share with you in case it helps. There was a girl I fancied the pants off of at university, and we were friends. Turned out that attraction was by no means one way and we fooled around. At a later date we met up again and started fooling around again, somewhat publicly. We were walking home and reached the point where our respective homes diverged. I tried to entice her back to mine, she started to say she wanted to go home on her own, but we started to make out and it seem to me couldn’t tear ourselves away from each other. I think I restated the offer a few more times, each time she articulated a no she couldn’t. I of course did respect that.
However years later when the me too stuff kicked off I thought back and felt horrified perhaps I’d come on too strong. We are still friends so I reached out to her on Facebook to check in and hope I hadn’t in fact caused her trauma. She assured me that no I hadn’t she had been attracted to me just didn’t want to go any further than we had on that particular occasion.
She then went on to say that along with a few other decent men she had met at that time in her life I had helped restore her faith that men could be good.
i hope some of this helps illustrate you needn’t put up with what you have, because of some
inherent nature in men. We can and indeed should do better.