Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
We went away on Saturday overnight to our favourite hotel and things didn’t quite go as planned. That isn’t to say that a good time wasn’t had, because it was. But my mind and body were not quite in sync, and neither was Mr H’s. A painful body First of all I forgot to adjust my medications and so by the time we arrived at the Hotel I was feeling it. The pain made me snippy and I criticised Mr H’s driving. I didn’t tell …
I don’t really have a favourite city. We don’t visit cities often, we both hate the crowds, the incessant movement, the hustle and bustle of people in city centers. It is one place that is guaranteed to bring out Mr H’s “fuck off” face. We are lucky in some ways, as we live in between two city’s, and we can easily travel to either Manchester or Liverpool. Both of us have worked in Manchester, I only did it for 3 months but Mr H worked …
Autumn, that wonderful time of year when the leaves turn golden brown and russet red. The birds start to migrate south, the temperature drops and the nights get longer. I have always had an affinity with Autumn, probably because my birthday is in October, but I just love the colours that can be seen in nature during this time of year. This has not always been the case though. Season of Sadness Several years ago that all changed. Seven days after my birthday my dad …
Yes I know this quote about fate is blatantly stolen from The Terminator and often quoted but it isn’t really something I believe. I have written before about how I believe our lifes are mapped out and that in many ways free will is an illusion. When we make a choice we were always ment to make it, to take that path. Fate – you can’t escape it. If we accept this to be true, that our lives follow a predetermined path, who then determines …
We spent the day in the local a&e and although they gave me some more pain medication we did not achieve our goal; forward movement in a treatment plan. On the way home I asked Mr H to reclaim my arse. Knees up please. I did undergo all the usual tests which included my least favourite, the finger up the bum and being asked to squeeze their finger test. No really, that’s an actual test, to see if the anal sphincter muscles are working. The doctor told …
I have had many friends throughout the years but I do not have any life long friends. I have often said that people come into your life for one of two reasons, either they are there to help you, or you are there to help them. Vanilla Friends. I seem to have many friends who have been placed in my path who have taken from me in some way. DD Jen recently used the term “bond or burden” in her post Can I watch you have …
A while ago, I did a strip tease for Mr H. I practiced for a week and I really enjoyed doing it. He grinned and got an erection, the perfect appreciation. When I am feeling a little flirty and playful I will sometimes ask Mr H, “do you like what you see?” “Oh yes!” Is my favourite verbal answer, but when he runs his hands over my body, when his cock gets harder, that’s my all time favourite response, that’s appreciation that can’t be faked. …
Over the last few years I have toyed with the idea of self employment, mainly because I find my health so unpredictable that attending work regularly becomes difficult. The problem being, when you are self employed you have to work or you do not earn. Less Pressure? But self employment could ultimately mean less pressure. Granted, I would have deadlines, but, I can type my pretty arse off in my own time. Especially when I can take my time to do it. If I do …
Yesterday’s post Hairy Pussy resulted in a long discussion between Mr H and myself. Probably one that was very overdue, well there is no probably about it really. I have written about how we have not made the effort we should, and again and again said we would, but we haven’t. We have not focused on ourselves, we have not been prioritising intimacy. Not really, and definitely not consistently. Life gets in the way. 2019 was not a great year for us. My back pain …
One of my rules is that I am supposed to be shaved every day, ready to be fucked. It isn’t like it is too much to ask is it? Mr H likes to eat pussy and, he doesn’t want to be faced with a hairy pussy. I can understand that because I prefer MrH to be trimmed too, not shaved, just trimmed you understand. I like stubble on his face and short hair around his cock. Longer hairs tend to make me gag more. Lazy …