He dragged his fingers across the back of the couch....see ya in two weeks. Or four, or whenever.
I remembered later that he remarked in a text if we could break in the new couch......I replied most definitely, in text.
As I sat with my husband at dinner.
He had seen pictures on Facebook.
After he left I texted .....in two weeks?
He texted back.....
In two weeks.
:-)
I held back my reply. ....
My heart is now happy....in can paint again.
To avoid being silly.
I am hiding like a little girl. I can't bare to hear his voice.
How silly.....
I want him so.
The husband can take care of the order. Fortunately he is doing just that. It wouldn't take long.
I can hear him taking the empty keg.
Please leave, leave quickly.
I feel so old and ugly today.
I hear his voice. He is taking the delivery to the back. God.....so close.
They are out of plump jack I hear him say. I only order it because it smells and tastes like him.
Speak louder......
He enjoys talking to the husband. Maybe he enjoys knowing he fuck his wife.
It can't be long now. Just go.
I love his rough voice.
"Honey can you come out here?"
Shit....
It was about the bill and some kegs I had ordered.
It was so good to see him.
We chatted about the new cat, laughed. It was great.
Sigh.
-31°
The truck driver will be by today with a delivery, but husband. Is home.
There will be flirting ....
I think. Unless he has lost interest in me. He has others.
The only thing I hate about a guy having other women is if they find out about me. It's scary to think of what a sex crazed woman can do or say if she thinks she loves a guy.
I on the other hand I can be very discrete.
Just trying to make it through the night without reacting.
Ugh.
I just got home from a great board meeting. I accomplished my goals and did an amazing job.
Wish I had a sober coherent partner that appreciated my efforts.
I will just share with you all. It was great. I opened the place as a check point for a dog race. Not just any, a qualifier for the Iditarod.
What a major hoot. Howling dogs, and famous mushers.
I baked lots foe cookies, cakes. And breakfast rools. The coffee was hot and free.
Simple pure home made food.
A warm fire, lots of room to crash.
It was an Alaskan event, done to perfection.
There, that was what kept me away from you all.
Thanks for letting me share. ♡
On my Facebook page. .....
I love how my body, my skin reached out to be touched by him, all on its own.
His slow and deep response
How magical.
I sooo miss that.
In the real world I want to own him?
I am somehow grateful for the pure, essence of what it is, sacred.
Unfiltered by anything the world would do to it.
It just is.
That's. Cold, or maybe I am just getting old.
I don't force myself to ski in it anymore.
Lost a little more weight. But haven't broke my the mark I wanted to.
I just am truly enjoying being boring right now.
It is January after all.
Trees and shrubs rest.....
And a bunch of other cheaters in chat?
The rules are be respectful, share, what's said in chat stays in chat, and flirt.
Bring ideas that will make chat fun and exciting.
Are you in?
http://client00.chat.mibbit.com/?server=irc.synirc.net&channel=%23cake
I awoke feeling hot and dripping wet,
I can remember every detail. .....
I met him at the door wearing nothing but the boned corset I had ordered just for him for England.
He took in a deep breath as stepped in. A flush of red streaked his cheeks. Fingers dainty, exploring the silk.
Sliding across your hip, my ass, to the front, he kisses me deploy as early feels my wetness.
We tumble to the couch, breathlessly, fuck. Not even removing his clothing.
Wanting, lusting, needing it so much.
I awoke looking for him, quivering, breathing deeply. I stifled as to not awake or alert my husband.
Ordered new bedding, rearranged the furniture.
Continuing to loose weight.
I have sat in the shelf much too long.
I think, possibly I am wrong, but along with cockling. A man's wife in his bed it is sexy to have it clean and nicely decorated.
Along with not getting anal. and blow jobs, it's nice to have a good meal, a warm fire, and a good fucking.
I have to remember that I was just busy. And the stress from the marriage can be overwhelming. Does anyone else think they are married to a mental case?
Well I can hope sex is in my future.
Chat was empty last night. I don't always comment but it is to be with like minded people, new ideas, and veiws.
It gets my juices flowing. ...so to speak. Life has been busy with work and other projects, but no, sex life.
You tend to forget there is more.
I have gone on a diet of sorts. Not eating shut that's not good for me in the first place. I have lost 10 lbs. It feels great. My weight is so tired to my self image as a sexual being. And the being agile enough to move around. I love to play.
The husband us home. It's like living with a four year old. No conversation , no sex, ugh.
On the bright side, I am not sharing the details of life with him.
It has been hectic. With dog races, family, and painting.
Nothing else.
I should be back on track by the 14th.
Not that I am not enjoying life. Just doing a lot of putting myself out there to try new things.
