Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
What a year 2020 has been. I don’t think anyone’s world is unchanged. So many have lost loved ones, whether that be from covid 19, or not, and so much loneliness caused by isolation either from fear of infection or from the national and regional lockdowns, 2020 has been a year of desperation and uncertainty for us all. Covid 19 The emergence of Covid 19 in March as a Worldwide pandemic affected my household very little. Mr. H and I were already unable to go …
I think it is fair to say for many people right now life kinda sucks. We are unable to enjoy the freedoms we did in order to ensure the NHS can cope with the number of people that are unwell, and to protect as many vulnerable people as possible. Covid 19 will, I think, be remembered the way we remember the black death and the Spanish Flu, and I for one hope that I do not lose and friends or family to it (touch wood). …
I have written before about how I struggle when Mr H has to work on a Saturday, how I get anxious to an, in all honestly unhealthy level and if you follow my blog you will know Mr H has been in hospital this week. He isn’t home yet, but hopefully he is home today. I have coped emotionally, my anxiety has been normal and healthy, focused on Mr H and stay in hospital and him getting better. What I don’t like is how much …
I’ve had many awkward moments in my life, and not all of them linked to kink, in fact most of them come from my vanilla life. Kids. There was the time T walked into the bedroom carrying a very large kitchen knife and an apple (he was 3). Mr H and I were having sex, and he wanted the apple peeled. Mr H calmly peeled the apple and T went back downstairs to watch his movie. Then there was the time when T was about …
Red is the colour of my beautiful shoes. Red, (and black of course), are the colours of my new anniversary lingerie set, and the set in the featured image. Red is for passion and danger, so it fits that it is used as a safeword by many practitioners of BDSM. Red. My final safeword. The stop word. I think I’ve used it, two or three times. I tend to use yellow, which signals that I am nearing my limit more often than not. This is …
MrH said to me last night, you never know your luck, we have a lottery ticket. I replied, “I used up all my luck when I met you,” and I meant it, I was lucky to fall in love with a man who loves me back. Once upon a time, my life was dull. I was a good girl and I felt like Cinderella, and hoped one day I would be rescued by a handsome prince. I met my first husband, and I thought I …
I think all relationships have complications. Some may be insurmountable and the relationships end, others less so and the relationship adapts or compromises are made. I am going to speak in general terms here for a moment and so please bear with me, I know not every young person is the same. I believe when we are young we are less likely to consider compromise as a way to solve a complication in a relationship. I think when we are young we think in terms …
The F4TF prompt this week is near misses… now I guess I have lived a semi blessed life as I have not experienced anything so dramatic and terrifying as May tells us about in Darling Near Miss N – I don’t mind telling you I was holding my breath as I read it. When Mr H and I met, I had a house, so there was no need to be shaggin’ in fields or the like. I did that kind of thing with my first …