Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
The importance of communication Mr H and I are what I would describe as a living evolving organism, a constant work in progress if you will. We are imperfect beings and we accept that. Last week we (and not for the first time) we talked about communication and how it’s easy for us to let it fall down. We are very comfortable with each other and don’t need to talk to fill awkward silences. We can sit in happy, comfortable, companionable silence without issue. But …
I’ve often wondered why the weekends seem to fly by when the working week can seem never ending…. this weekend is set to be one of these weekends. Filled with some crafting as well as some awesome kinky fuckery. Yesterday we had to do some odd jobs at my aunts house so the morning was taken with that. The afternoon went quickly. I did some work on my quilt and some knitting. MrH worked on his chainmaille project. Here it is, (I finished the top …
I asked MrH if we could talk at the weekend and he said we would on Monday night. He didn’t delay for any other reason than he was on call and if his phone had rung our chat would have stalled so I’m grateful he waited. True to his promise on Monday night we talked. Well to be fair, when we got in from work he told me to kneel on a pillow in our room for 2 minutes and think about my day. Then …
I came to submission later in life. I’m mid 40s and I’ve been married to MrH for 20 years this year. We have been a couple for 24 years later this year. For most of my life I guess I’ve been known as quite a forceful, dominant person. I know my mum thinks, to this day, that MrH is a pushover and I get my own way all the time, but she doesn’t understand our relationship. MrH has always had the last word. He’s never been …
The topic for Food for thought Friday this week is Love… and as this is something close to my heart ❣ I decided to take part so here goes……. What is the difference between loving someone and being in love with someone? I think you could ask 10,000 people this question and they would all have a different answer. Some of it depends on the type of love you choose to define. By that I mean romantic, familial or platonic. I believe they are all …
When I married MrH my gran gave me some advice. Advice I listened to because she and my grandad were married for over 50 years and died within 3 months of each other. She said, “laugh together often and be kind to each other.” Over time I’ve seen many relationships falter. Lovers who become strangers, indifferent to each other, and eventually not even friendship remains. Is this advice the key? Does laughter and kindness keep a relationship strong? Probably not on it’s own, but, in order …
It was the wand. Last night after play, I thanked MrH for allowing me to cum and he responded, “that wasn’t anything to do with me it was the wand.” He sounded upset too which played on my mind a little. At one time manual masturbation was my usual method. I had a vibrator “promises” which I would sometimes get out but 8 of 10 times my fingers did the job admirably. Over the last few months our toy box has expanded and then we …
These two words are a lie. Almost every (and I’m going to say it) woman who utters these two words just lied. Add in a mental illness and everyone, man or woman, who says it – lied, but we would rather lie than inflict our pain on someone else. We would rather hide behind the lie than face the truth and say it. I am not fine. It took me years to get the courage to be honest when someone asked me “are you ok?” Because “I’m tired” …
Yesterday MrH said he might let me suck his cock to completion. I did start the morning allowed to suck his cock for a few minutes and I spent the rest of the day horny. Now I love it when he lets me do this. And even writing it makes me wet. So being greedy I asked if he planned anything else… He told me off (quite rightly) reminding me I should be grateful for what I get given. So last night we went to …
The sentence “I think I’d like it if you did that to me” started MrH and I down a new path. We took our first exploratory steps a few hours later, and I am so glad we did. In my mind it lead to a world where MrH kept me naked and constantly used my body in delightful and wicked ways. I would have his cum in every orifice daily. He would spank me over his knee every day to remind me I am his, …