Thursday 28 November 2013

Sushi and love

My husband being away at the annual office Christmas party gave me plenty of time to play. A scheduled a "dinner meeting" and just like that, we were free to spend an evening together. I picked up the wine and A picked up the sushi. We were both giddy and excited at the thought of having dinner together. Dinner is a meal that we have never had together. We have had breakfast, lunch and snacks but dinner was always elusive and out of reach. As we sat next to each other at the kitchen island, eating, drinking and kissing, A mentionned that I hadn't stopped smiling since he got there. I was so happy simply sitting next to him, our chairs angled towards one another and feeding each other sushi. A commented that it all felt like a real date. And it really did. For starters, we were doing things in order; having dinner and then having sex. As he kissed me, A whispered in my ear: "If I don't woo you during this dinner, I may not get any". I laughed as I kissed him harder. A often tells me, as I am sitting across from him during lunch, that I am a vision. Because we spend so much time in bed, tangled up in each other having sex, we rarely take the time to look at each other the way one does during a date. During dinner, I couldn't stop looking at A. He looked so good with his gray pants, white dress shirt and snug black sweater. I was incredibly attracted to him as I tried to commit the image of him, at that moment, to memory. By the time dinner was finished, I was a little tipsy from the wine and A put his hands under my sweater, pulled me to him and said: "I want you". I kissed him and pressed my body against his. He felt warm and hard against me as we kissed as though we had never kissed before. I pulled my sweater over my head and let it fall on the kitchen floor. A moaned as he took off my bra and threw it in the dining room. He pulled me towards the bedroom as he unzipped my jeans. In no time, I stood completely naked as he remained fully dressed. A pushed me on the bed as he knelt in front of me and started kissing and licking my clit making me even wetter that I already was. I put my hands in his hair as I pulled him into me harder. I was dying to feel him inside me. I pushed him off me and asked him to take me, hard. A undid his belt and pants and in one quick motion, he pushed his hard, throbbing cock inside me. I gasped as I looked at him, still fully dressed, fucking me. He moaned as he fucked me harder and harder. I cried out with every stroke as I felt like I was losing my mind. The sensations were so intense and the feeling of being with A in such an intimate and connected way always heightens everything that I feel. I told him not to stop even as hot tears started burning my eyes. A kissed them away as he contined to fuck me until he exploded inside me.

The ground outside is covered in snow and my summer romance has turned into something.....something I have trouble describing. I know that I am in too deep, I know that this is unsustainable and I know that people will get hurt, probably A and I. Regardless, I feel this need to explore this relationship further. I want to know how things will unfold. Since the fall, I have been telling myself that I need to be with A for one more day. One more day has brought us here, so many days later.

Wednesday 27 November 2013

Jealousy, really?

A:
So your husband is going on a business trip with his secret lover ;)
Are you jealous?

Olivia:
I don't know.

A:
Baby, it's ok, it's normal.

Olivia:
I know I shouldn't be. I am by far the worst person in this relationship.

A:
Stop being so judgemental about yourself.

Olivia:
See, it would be different if we could have an honest conversation about what we both need.
It's unrealistic to think that in a lifetime, two people will be only faithful to each other...

A:
I agree.

Olivia:
Anyway, it's fine.

A:
You're anything but fine right now.

Olivia:
Makes me want to ask you to fuck me really hard.

A:
Is that why you asked me to tonight?

Olivia:
No. You know, if he cheats on me, I have carte blanche to leave him. What would you do?

A:
Baby, I would leave.
I would get my own place.
And you'd have your own place.
And we would NOT move in together.
Not at first.
We'd start dating.
Like platonic dating.
We'd start ALL over.
In the right context.



Wednesday 20 November 2013

Going bonkers

Olivia:
I am obsessed with you my love. 

A:
Baby I've never felt so good about an obsession.
You give me everything I need.

Olivia:
Everything?

A:
Everything baby. 
I feel like nothing is missing.....and then you give me more.
I can't even explain it.

Olivia:
Have you never had that before?

A:
No , I've never felt so completely fulfilled by another person.
By just ONE person.

Olivia:
Do you think we could be happy. With just us. And our babies ;) very hypothetical question. I know you love those ;)

A:
Yes I do :)
Crazy huh?

Olivia:
Bonkers.

A:
Lol!

Olivia:
And, craziest thing of all. Rather than being true to myself selfishly like I have always done... I feel like I want/need to be true to you, to us :) 

A:
Actually not that crazy, I know what you mean cause I feel it too. It's like being true to ME and being true to YOU have somehow become intertwined. :))

Olivia:
I hear that's what love is. Although I wouldn't know. Never happened to me before ;)

A:
OMG really? ;)
<3

Saturday 16 November 2013

Morning sex

I kissed my husband good bye and my heart skipped a beat as the door closed and I picked up my phone to call A. He was already close by, picking up croissants and muffins for our very early morning date. I breathed him in when he kissed me and whispered good morning. My body was tingling and I could feel myself getting aroused with every kiss. He led me to the bedroom and pushed my back against the wall as he pressed his hard body into mine. Breakfast could wait. His tongue played with mine and his hands explored every curve of my body. He lifted my shirt and took my nipple into his mouth, softly biting it and making me moan. I closed my eyes and played softly with his hair as his hands stroked the inside of my thighs. I was dripping wet when he kneeled in front of me and kissed my clit. I moaned louder and started moving slowly against his tongue. My hands in his hair, I pulled him into me harder. When I felt my legs go weak, A walked me to the bed. He traced kisses all along my stomach until he reached my clit again. He circled it with his tongue as he put his index finger inside me. I felt myself get even wetter as he fingered me. When I felt him push another finger in my ass, I cried out in pleasure. My mind went completely blank and I was lost in the sensations as his tongue and fingers brought me closer and closer to the mind-blowing orgasm that only A gives me. With one finger pumping in and out of my wet pussy, A moved his tongue lower and began flicking it over my ass. I moved my fingers to my clit and started playing with myself for him to see. He moaned loudly as he pushed his tongue in and out of me. The feeling, combined with how naughty having my lover's tongue my ass always seems to me, sent me over the edge as my body tensed and I began feeling the delicious ripples of an intense orgasm flow through my entire body. I softly pushed A off me, turned over on my stomach and started to giggle. A climbed on top of me and I could feel his hard cock pushing against my back. He softly brushed my hair away from my neck and started slowly kissing me and biting me while he whispered how intense my orgasms felt to him. I couldn't speak, my body was indeed recovering from an earth shattering orgasm but I wanted more. I grabbed his cock and pressed it between my ass cheeks so that he could feel how wet he made me. He moaned and asked me if I wanted his cock inside me. I begged him to please fuck me as I needed to feel him closer to me. He grabbed his cock and pushed it inside me as I moaned and enjoyed the feeling of his cock slipping so easily in my dripping wet pussy. He moaned and said how tight and wet I felt on his cock as he pumped in and out of me faster. I begged him to take me hard, I was craving him and love-making wasn't enough. He obliged and began pushing into me harder with every stroke. He moaned louder, I screamed out in pleasure as he slapped my ass while fucking me from behind. I grabbed the edges of the bed and began moving my hips to meet his cock at every stroke. When I felt him getting close to orgasm, I pushed a finger in my ass for him to watch as he fucked me. That sent him over the edge as he pulled out of me and started cumming all over my ass and back making a mess of me. As we showered together and got cleaned up, A held me tightly under the hot water and said that there was no better way to start the day. 

Wednesday 13 November 2013

Love and the overnight date

A:


I really have fallen completely and hopelessly in love with you Olivia. And it feels SO good I can't even explain it. I feel so much for you. I realize that I believe in you and it's the best feeling I've ever had really. They say people need to believe in something, so they turn to religion, faith, whatever. I feel the best believing in YOU. Putting my faith in YOU. Giving everything in me to YOU. That's what makes me feel good inside. I truly feel like it can't be wrong.  It feels SO right , how could it possibly be wrong? It can't. It's not. It's everything I've been searching for I feel. To feel THIS way , to feel THIS good about something. Whatever the outcome, THIS is the best experience of my life thus far and I will never have any regrets of any kind. 

I have been thinking a lot of that " fantasy weekend" that Xmas extravaganza ;)
I will do EVERYTHING in my power to make it happen. I'm actually already building up to it ( I know that's sneaky of me , but it's for a great cause - the best cause ) I'm being EXTRA good , extra nice, extra sweet. Anyway, I'll find a way somehow I'm quite confident. I want it SO bad it hurts. Can you imagine how amazing it will be? I know, if we get our hopes up it will be so painful to lose it , but I can't help being exited about it. Baby I miss you something awful, something unbearable. I need you back in my arms ASAP. I hope you've had a good evening and that you are enjoying the last days of sunshine on your vacation. 
xxx

Olivia:


I am sitting on my flight, we literally hung up ten minutes ago and I am already aching for you. My body is truly aching for yours. But so is my heart. My heart is aching for yours. I don't mean it in a negative, depressing or painful way. It's just how deep my feelings are for you. I have never ever felt this way for a man before. (Omg wait I need to fasten my seat belt! God forbid we crash and I am not fastened in :p because that belt will definitely help me remain pleasantly seated while I fall to the ground at a death-inducing speed) 

Now where was I? Oh yes. How much I love you ;)
Well I love you lots ;) 
I may write you the longest email ever, it may be my new coping mechanism for flying.... As I did NOT have flaming Sambuca before......mmmm flaming Sambuca ;) now I wish I had followed your advice and had a shot ;) )
So where was I? Oh yes, I was telling you all my secrets... I don't even know why everything is so different with you.... Maybe I felt such honesty from you right from the start. I remember loving the fact that I could ask you anything and that you would always answer and tell me stories of your past without holding back. You always told me things as they were (as far as I know ;) ) the good with the bad. You were so open with me. I always felt like you were so real. So I decided very early on to be real with you in return. I decided to be honest. About who I am. About my feelings. About my orgasms ;) I realized that being so open with you was very liberating. And you know how I feel about life. Life is short! It is so freakin short. And it can take a crazy stupid sad turn at any moment. And so I now feel like you should tell the people that matter to you that they matter. And nothing should hold you back... Fear of rejection, insecurity and vulnerability... It's all part of the experience. So when you started to matter to me, I told you. I didn't want to play games and be emotionally manipulative with you. Because that would get in the way of us experiencing this crazy, intense, amazing, mind blowing, surprising, breathtaking love. At the end of the day, what I really want out of life is to be able to say that I lived it, that I gave it 100%, that I was fearless and took chances, that I made many mistakes but that they made me wiser, that I got hurt but that that is part of the deal...that I was not a cookie cutter person.....that I followed my heart. I am so afraid of letting life pass me by. That may be my biggest fear (even more frightening than airplanes) I don't want to feel like I am sleepwalking through my life. I don't want to wake up, work, watch tv, sleep and repeat. I don't want to spend money in shopping malls on things that are empty. That sucks. It is boring and what will I have to show for it when I am old? I'll be an old boring person with no stories, no secrets and no passion but who worked really hard and bought many things with her hard earned money. You know that that is not the old woman that I want to be, sitting on the front porch. I want to get on planes even if they scare me because I want to see things and go places. I want to be able to take the time out of my life to sit on the balcony and look out at the ocean below, to spend time with my family and watch pelicans dive in the ocean just because. And I want to keep reminding myself always, ALWAYS, that I am so lucky. Lucky that I know that these things matter. This is why I let myself feel what I feel for you. Because you add colour to my life. Because you bring out such passion within me. Because if this plane crashes right this second, I can say that I was truly living my life when I died tragically ;) 
Baby...I am really getting excited about our private Christmas party, I want it, very badly. Although I am not sure that I would ever recover from an overnight date with you....I will still take the chance ;)
The plane is landing soon. I have been writing you the entire time. I have no idea how long this email will be. Feel free not to read the whole thing ;)
xox


Thursday 7 November 2013

Vacationing and texting

A:
Morning beautiful

Olivia:
Hey! I am running on the beach :D

A:
I thought so. You are a STAR.

Olivia:
Watching pelicans dive into the ocean - probably my favorite thing about this place.

A:
Lol! You are adorable. 

Olivia:
I know, silly things make me happy.

A:
I LOVE knowing you are happy.

Olivia:
You love me? ;)

A:
I LOVE you like CRAZY.
Are there a lot of runners out there?

Olivia:
I passed no more than five. Quiet beach, I love it. 

A:
Any hot dude ;) ?
Probably not many under 60.

Olivia:
Wouldn't you like to know ;)

A:
I would indeed :)

Olivia:
You know I like older men ;)

A:
Rumor has it you've only just discovered that this year.

Olivia:
That rumor would be correct ;)

A:
Did any of the runners turn around and start running behind you? ;)
I would do that if I saw you out there.

Olivia:
That's because you are a DOG

A:
Lol! I used to be... Pre Olivia ;)

Olivia:
There is a pre Olivia A and a post Olivia A? 
I LOVE that.
Me too by the way...

A:
Who would have thought? Not me ;)

Olivia:
Don't worry, it's temporary insanity. You'll be prowling again in no time ;)

A:
Ok doc.

Olivia:
I am just making a joke because what I really mean to say is that I hope that this is not temporary and that you always feel the way you are feeling right now. 

A:
Baby, it hurts how much I miss you right now.
I need you.

Olivia:
You have me.

A:
I am so in love with you.

Olivia:
You know when I am old, sitting on that porch I always talk about? You will be my one. My one person who I loved the most...who I never forgot...who had my whole heart.

A:
I've never felt this much love for or from anyone. It's crazy how intensely I feel it. It gives me such strength. 

Olivia:
You know what we have is more than some people have in a whole lifetime. Knowing that helps me cope. Helps me accept things as they are. This love is enough. Do you know what I mean?

A:
Yes. I feel I know exactly what you mean.


Wednesday 6 November 2013

Mini vacation and much needed rehab

I am going on a small trip to a beautiful US beach that I have been visiting since I was a kid. I am joining my family who headed down there for a golf trip so I will have lots of free time with no husband and no lover. It will be like rehab. Much needed rehab that is.
See you in a few days! Be good ;)
Don't do anything I wouldn't do (which doesn't leave out much!)

Tuesday 5 November 2013

Exclusive lovers?

Olivia:


"I miss you, this weekend more than other weekends and the thought that I am going away next wednesday (which I used to be crazy excited about and no longer am) is driving me insane. I feel like changing my return flight, getting back a day early and spending it with you ;) 

I am always trying to think of schemes in order to find more time with you. I always want more. More of you, more sex with you, more love, more everything. More YOU. Because I am so in love with you, with who you are, with how you make me feel, with the passion that you ignite within me, with the happiness that you add to my life, with all that you are teaching me, about love and about myself. Sometimes I can't believe that I have lived my whole life without this. Without ever feeling this way for someone. Without having this kind of sex with a man. Without passionate love. Without you. 
Where have you been baby?
With you, I don't need anyone else (and I ALWAYS felt like I NEEDED something more, no matter who I was with). I don't need to flirt and meet AM strangers to feel excited about my life. You make my life infinitely more exciting than any date with an AM stranger ever could. I don't need sex with others because it would never ever ever compare to what I feel when I have sex with you. You know what is absolutely crazy? I used to look at monogamous couples, truly monogamous couples who remain faithful and deny themselves all others and I used to think wow these guys are nuts. Why would you EVER deny yourself excitement and passion. Why would you be so selfless and try to fit into a mold that society has imposed on you which is unnatural. I used to believe, so strongly that I would never be able to live like that. Now... YOU are making me question something about myself that I was so certain was true. That need that I always felt to meet new people and explore things outside of my marriage is gone. That need that has followed my my whole entire life... I remember it when I was a teenager having crushes on multiple people at once and then in college when I cheated on my boyfriend with my husband and then cheated on my husband with my ex-boyfriend and then in University when, despite the fact that my relationship with my husband was solid, I would flirt with boys and eventually ended up sleeping with someone other than my husband for the first time... and then when I felt really guilty about that and tried to remain faithful, I ended up sleeping with girls (which I realize now was only because I was trying to contain my need to explore and I felt like girls wouldn't be as bad as boys...) Do you understand that this, me being completely satisfied with one person, not even wanting to be with another besides that one person, that has never happened before. I have no idea what to make of that and it totally blows me away ;)"

A:

"Your email was absolutely delightful to read. I have read it numerous times already and will definitely read it several more :) Although I realize more and more that we are very alike in many ways, I did not know the extent to which that is true. When you write of looking at other couples before and thinking how delusional or deprived they were, I can absolutely relate with that. The only difference is I didn't feel that way from the start. From the ages of 18 to 22 or so, I actually couldn't fathom "cheating" on your partner. When I would hear about somebody that had, I would find it quite appalling. I can't believe it myself as I write this, but I think I have to admit that I was VERY NAIVE when I was younger. Perhaps it was the charmed and sheltered childhood I had. Whatever the reason, it took me a while to "wake up" and be my own person, as opposed to following the "accepted norms". It was only after I did that that I feel I started actually living. At least I thought I was actually living. You have made me question all of that again, and I couldn't be happier that you have done so. I want you to know that everything you are feeling is ONE THOUSAND percent MUTUAL. When I read your emails they grab me so intensely because it feels like I could have written the same thing. I am just as CRAZY, NUTS, OBSESSED, IN LOVE, IN LUST, and COMPLETELY CONSUMED by YOU. Beautiful, sexy, witty and wonderful you. You have touched my life in a way that I never thought anyone ever would. I too doubted so many things that I now want to explore further. If I no longer have any limits on my expectations today, it has EVERYTHING to do with you. And I find myself, more and more so everyday, wanting EVERYTHING with you. Baby you rock me to my core and I absolutely love you like I've never loved anyone else ever before. I really really really am.......hopelessly YOURS."

Monday 4 November 2013

AM: A Guidebook by Ryan


When I first read Ryan Beaumont's ''Rules of AM'', I immediately thought ''Yes! AM definitely needs rules or at least, general guidelines for those of us who need a little direction''. At first, I thought that many of the men that I have been in contact with on AM could use a guidebook if only so that they would know that sending me a picture of their cock, no matter how glorious that cock may be, before a considerate hello will not get them into bed with me. But then I thought that perhaps that might work for some women so who am I to tell men to behave a certain way when navigating the complexities of female seduction. That got me to think about myself on AM and what were the guidelines that I had given myself at the onset of my adulterous search for sexual adventure and satisfaction. So here are my very own AM guidelines:

1) Be optimistic, positive and have fun (we all have a sad story behind why we end up on AM but no dwelling on the problems in your marriage, know your audience, you are here to get laid!)
2) Be yourself (albeit, the version of yourself that you like best, remember that exciting, carefree, fun person that you used to be before marriage killed your spirit? Rekindle with that side of your personality)
3) Be considerate and kind (rejection is hard and it happens to everyone, know how to let someone down easy and with grace)
4) Keep an open mind (you will meet people with different needs and desires and you may end up in completely different place than you had planned for yourself, but a little adventure is what we are all seeking on AM right?)
5) No judgement (we are all people who refuse to settle, that doesn't make us whores or immoral beings, you need to be at peace with what you are doing and understand its implications)

At the end of the day, we are all driven by this overwhelming desire to be happy. When our lives fail to satisfy us or when we feel like spectators watching our life go by without passion and excitement, some of us feel compelled to do something. That something could be AM but whatever it may be, it is good to remember that life really is short and it should be lived fully. 

After a difficult conversation with A where we were discussing how out of control we both feel in this affair, he wrote me an email in which he said this:

The fact that you have some fears and doubts is normal. It means you are ACTUALLY LIVING. Do you realize that so many people let their lives pass them by and they are just SPECTATORS? You live your life to the fullest, always searching for more, refusing to settle. The worst thing you can do is live your life the way you think OTHERS would want you to, whomever those OTHERS are, be it your parents, siblings, husband, friends, etc.  You don't do that and that in itself is special. I'm telling you IT IS.  You refuse to settle. That is the battle you are feeling inside yourself and that is why you are feeling somewhat out of control. I just want you to know what I see so clearly. 

So the point is, do what makes you happy. Don't settle for boring. Don't be fooled into seeking comfort in boring (I have to credit A for these words). As Ryan says, we are always growing and evolving and in that evolution, AM could be a turning point or a stepping stone or even just a small experiment but there is only one way to find out!






Thus Spoke Zarathustra



or the Rules of Ashley Madison
by R. Beaumont with forward by Sassy


1.  You don’t talk about Ashley Madison to your spouse (you blog about it)

2.  You don’t talk about Ashley Madison to your spouse (you blog about it)

3.  If someone says “stop” or quits writing after 2 messages the hook up is over; no regrets, no more wasted credits.

4.  Only two people to a message (be original to the next lady)

5.  As many AM partners as possible until all fantasies are found or the best partner arises.

6.  No shirts, no shoes, no underwear, no regrets!
7.  Affairs and the resulting sex will go on as long as they need to.
8.  If this is your first time on AM, you have to respond (at least once).

The other day I was busy not working as I am often want to do.  I began chatting with Sassy and she told me of her upcoming series of Ashley Madison experiential posts.  That got us to thinking about Ashley Madison.  Soon I realized that Ashley Madison needs rules thus formalizing it and making it a true institution worthy of all this blogging.  Of course once I realized AM needed rules I realized that perhaps it already had rules that just needed to be illuminated.  Well really I just thought maybe somebody had already done the work for me and I could just cut and paste.  I thought about movies and songs I had heard and seen and realized that “Fight Club,” that brilliant 1999 Cult Classic, had rules thus already providing the perfect form for this manifesto.  This was perfect, I could just rip that off, why make Nihilism hard you know!

I did my usual “wiki research” on Fight Club and realized it was in fact the perfect metaphor for Ashley Madison.  The themes it uses include “Rebel without a Cause” and Nietzschean pedagogy.  In a world diluted by the “despair and paralysis people feel from a value system grown out of advertising,” Ashley Madison is the perfect surrender and thus synthesis of that market driven pursuit while simultaneously rising above and defeating the “eternal recurrence of the same.”  Ashley Madison provides that Nihilistic pursuit of “life affirmation.”  Life’s pursuits on Ashley Madison are a trek towards questioning the “doctrines that drain one’s expansive energies.”  I know, I know “you really are full of it today Beaumont;” I hear you thinking!

But let’s really break down all the Nihilistic Existentialism and where it leads.  You see a little Nietzsche can be a dangerous thing, just like AM, left in the wrong hands.  We need rules to make it right.  I know rules and Nietzsche don’t mix but perhaps a thought by Jean Paul Sartre can pull this together for us.  Sure Sartre felt man had no inherent value but you have to read on.  Btw, it’s the fact that someone has treated someone else with no apparent value that leads us to Ashley Madison in the first place, right!?

See Sartre felt that existence precedes essence.  While it may be true that one’s essence is more immutable than one’s existence, one’s existence in pursuit of consciousness ultimately creates value and the underlying meaning of life.  It is that pursuit of consciousness that creates essence and formation of essence is what makes life worth living.

Although now as I’m thinking about this from the female perspective I’m thinking what do these Euro dudes know about women?  Well if you don’t want to take the word of some French or German guy that looks like he never had sex with anything other than his left hand, let’s look to Simone de Beauvoir (not a cousin of mine) who said “one is not born a woman, she becomes one.”  I would take that a step forward and say too often women realize that they do not transform into “womanhood” via marriage.  Too often they look up in their 30’s or 40’s and say “who am I and how did I get here?  Did I choose this path or was it chosen for me?  And if I’m on this path can I get off?”  Again, the pursuit of consciousness and the underlying achievement of essence forms the meaning of our humanity (or for Simone “womanhood”).

But let’s get back to fight club.  Why should all the philosophical gobledygook mean that the Rules of Fight Club should be segued into a Rules of Ashley Madison.  Let’s see if the two paths indeed cross!

Two early quotes in Fight Club lead to it’s basic theme “losing all hope is freedom” and “when you have lost everything you are free to do anything.”  And there you go, it’s often that we log onto AM at the point we lose all hope and we just might find freedom.  Perhaps you are not on AM because you lost all hope but in the words of Tyler Durden “never be complete, evolve!”

What you realize quickly on AM, much like Fight Club, is that “who you (are on AM) is not who you (are) in the real world.”  It is true that once an affair starts or even ends nothing is really solved but nothing is wholly wasted either.  I will paraphrase a Tyler quote which I believe sums it all up:  you are looking for a way to change your path in life and you need a roadmap or at least some directional signage.  That could be AM.  On AM you can look the way you want to look, fuck the way you want to fuck.  You will find that in someone’s eyes you are sexy, smart, and capable and perhaps most importantly are free to be the person you want to be.   So as Ed Norton’s character in the movie is so fond of “single serving friends,” you might just try out a “single serving” affair partner and see where that leads.  It may be that doorway or first step toward essence.

We make choices in life but they are part of an evolution.  So while I never would say ignore your commitments to the one’s who matter in your life, I would say get busy evolving!  And follow those damn rules!

Wow, that was a lot of thoughtifying bull *hit.  You know now that I think about it I could have just ripped off a quote from that other Nihilistic Cult Classic Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure and saved us all the last five minutes of our life.  I think I’ll do that now!


Of course a better way to get from that “tabula rasa” to “vini vidi vici” moment is through blogging!





“O man, take care!
What does the deep midnight declare?
"I was asleep—
From a deep dream I woke and swear:—
The world is deep,
Deeper than day had been aware.
Deep is its woe—
Joy—deeper yet than agony:
Woe implores: Go!
But all joy wants eternity—
Wants deep, wants deep eternity."
from Thus Spoke Zarathustra


Sunday 3 November 2013

Strong words

A:

I miss you constantly. 
I can't wait to hear your voice.
I can't wait to be with you again. 
You make me so happy. 
You are the love of my life. 

Saturday 2 November 2013

Relationships, love and monogamy

I never considered myself capable of monogamy. My life has always been a revolving door of relationships, lovers and brief encounters. A made me realize this week, in one of our conversations, that I have never been alone. Not only have I never been alone, I have never been faithful to my boyfriends, my husband or exclusive to my lovers. Until now. 

A has never considered himself monogamous either. He has always cheated on his wife and has never been exclusive to one lover. He admitted to me that he used to take pleasure in making women ''his project''. He once seduced a happily-married aquaintance who had kept herself a virgin until her wedding day, just to see if he could. Of course he could. Even during his longest affair, in which he was reasonably satisfied, there were others. Many others. There are no others now, no profile on AM and even our curiosity and willingness to experiment with a threesome and swinging has been pushed aside. Not because we are no longer curious or excited about it, but because right now, we are so completely consumed and satisfied by one another that the thought of being with someone else is no longer exciting. 

A came over yesterday in the late afternoon and we took a long bath together and shared stories of our past. Stories that we tell no one for fear of judgement. Stories of adultery, sex with strangers and emotional games that we have been known to play in the past. As he spoke, he softly brushed my skin with his fingers, leaving goosebumps over my arms. He cupped by breast and squeezed my nipple which made me gasp. When his hand reached my inner thigh, I was already dripping wet with arousal. A does that to me. Just by touching my skin, so softly, he makes me wetter than anyone has ever made me. His moans and his excitement when he realizes that my arousal has dripped down my inner thigh only excites me further. A kissed me passionately and led me to the bedroom. As he layed down on the bed, I got on top of him and kissed him hard. I sucked on his bottom lip and he moaned softly. I moved my mouth to his neck, kissing him as I moved lower. I traced kisses all along his chest until I reached his cock. I softly kissed him and licked him as he closed his eyes and let out a small sigh. A is normally a little reserved when it comes to explicitly tell me what he wants sexually except when my mouth is on his cock. When I am pleasuring him, he will grab my head and push himself deep down my throat and tell me how good it feels. He will say over and over how spoiled he is and how no one can please him as I do. I love that. I love making him moan and scream with pleasure. When we finished and A collapsed, spent, on my bed, I grabbed his hand and guided him to my wetness. I was dripping wet. I looked at him and asked him to feel how wet it made me to make him cum. He closed his eyes and played with me while saying how this was the most amazing sex he had ever had.

I always thought that I was incapable of being satisfied with one man. That was a fact that I thought to be completely true about myself. A is making me question who I am, who I have always thought I was .... Could I be monogamous with the right man?