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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

The Perfect Gift

I just saw this on my Facebook wall. I'm sure it's making the rounds, and maybe you've seen it by now. But just in case you haven't, it's good for a quick laugh.

Just in time for your holiday shopping too.

You're welcome. :-)

Sunday, November 22, 2015

The Search Begins

My last post ended with the Sensual Goddess and I agreeing that we should begin a slow and careful investigation into finding potential sex partners for me.

JFBreak comments that I've just won the lottery. That could very well be true. I know that I'm a lucky guy in many ways, and I know that getting to this point is something way beyond most guys wildest dreams. But nothing's happened yet, and it may never. There's a long distance between talking about something and making it real.

Frankly, it feels in some ways like walking on thin ice. I have used the words "slow and careful", haven't I? Yes, I see I have, repeatedly. And that's how it has to be. This is a new thing for both of us, and the goal is to enhance things (for both of us), without detracting in any way from what we have. Is that possible? I think it is...but I could be badly mistaken.

I'm happy and grateful that we've been able to have these conversations. If nothing actually happens as a result, that's fine - it's still exciting to think about.

Now, having decided that we should investigate, how is that done? Some reading of people's experiences showed OKCupid as a common thread, so we downloaded the app, and started to fill out a profile for me.

Ugh...it turned out to be way harder than I thought. What do I say? How do I describe myself? How do I describe what I'm looking for?

(To be continued)

Friday, November 13, 2015

"With Great Caution"

...or "No, Not a Trap"

Thank you for the thoughtful comments on my last post. They're all pretty much spot on. I knew it wasn't a trap in the sense that expressing an interest would result in me sleeping in the doghouse.

As you correctly pointed out, it was an invitation to a discussion, not permission to go "cookie monster" on the female population. And as Jane so aptly put it, the conversation must be approached with great caution.

Have I mentioned that "great caution" is practically my middle name? (No, wait, isn't it "reckless abandon"? I can never remember....)

Whatever the case, I plunged in with reckless abandon great caution. I noted that we'd danced around the subject at various points over the years without following up, and asked if this was something we could possibly explore?

She said we could. We agreed that our intimate life is really good and that great care must be taken to ensure that this enhances that, and doesn't detract from it. She said that the thought of me with another woman turns her on - but I would have to be completely out in the open with her. This would be something *we're* doing, not something *I'm* doing. That seems entirely reasonable.

(Before anyone says, "Wait just a minute, you want to play. What about her?", that *was* part of the discussion. I wouldn't ask for something I wouldn't also give. She doesn't want to play.)

So we've very cautiously and tentatively agreed that some slow and careful exploration is appropriate.

Now to figure out exactly how to do that.

Saturday, November 7, 2015

It's a Trap!

...Or Is It?

The Sensual Goddess often sends me links to things she thinks I'll enjoy - news articles, beach resorts in the South Pacific where we'll never go...and plenty of cute cat videos. But I did a double-take when she sent me this:
Why My Husband & I Sometimes Have Sex With Other People
It was...interesting. But why had she sent it to me? We often talk about what people in blogland do and write about. Some of it seems enlightened. Some seems reckless...or downright crazy. (Not you, of course, other people.)

SG has said to me any number of times over the years, "I know you need more", and not in a disapproving way...more a laugh and shake of the head in her patented, "You're so damned bad, I can't believe what I've gotten myself into" way.

I've always laughed and agreed when she's said that, but I'd never followed up on it. This article seemed like an invitation to talk. Part of me was screaming (internally), "It's a trap! Don't go there." Every partnered man knows the right answer. "Don't be silly, sweetheart, you're all I want, all I need, the only one I think about."

Any other answer is clearly the wrong answer, and would only be providing ammunition to be used against one at some future date...right?

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Sloppy Seconds

To anyone still reading this, thank you for not deleting me from your blog list. All is well here, and I've continued lurking - I just didn't feel like I had much to say. Or when I did, I somehow couldn't muster the energy to write it down.

But now I feel like I do have some things to write about. All are 100 percent true - except the ones that are pure fantasy.

Finally, and unrelated to anything - here's a vendor I saw at a music festival this summer. Sloppy Seconds BBQ Sauce. Really?!? Clever name...but is that an association you want with something on your dinner plate? It is memorable though, and maybe that's all that matters.

Anyway, more soon.