Over the last year, we have been through a fuckton of changes in our non-monogamy. I don’t really know what else to call it. We are definitely not monogamous. We’re past the notch in the bedpost, fucking for sport, just sex swinging but not quite all the way to poly. But, it’s not door swung wide, no holds barred, floundering in the deep end open either. I’m just not sure what the fuck to call it. So, for now, let’s just stick with calling it our non-monogamy. Continue reading
I want you to see her and feel that little tingle of possibility and excitement.
I want you to say hi to her and pour on that amazing charm of yours and see if she might feel it too.
I want you to smile when she says flattering things about you in the throes of all that sparkly, shiny new relationship energy the two of you will experience. Continue reading
So, there’s this guy I like. And, he likes me too. So much so that he and I thought it would be good to get him in front of my poly panel. So the poly panel lunch date was set for today. I was so excited to finally bring them all together, to let them start getting to know each other and for him to begin to find his place in my/our life.
After coffee this morning, Daddy went to take a shower and when he was done he called me into the bedroom (as he sometimes does when he’s all naked and smelling good after his shower and needing to get off). This morning he tells me that we need to talk about this afternoon… about our lunch date. Pushing me down onto the bed and sliding his semi-hard cock in my mouth he gives me some instructions.
His cock grows hard against my tongue as the plan is laid out. Continue reading
I am the kind of person who functions best with very clearly defined expectations of anything from a task to the relationships I engage in. I don’t do well with vague, I don’t do well with shifting. I don’t do well with unexpected change.
This is really hitting home to me today in the realm of my relationships. I’m not talking about new, budding and finding their way relationships. But instead the ones that have already gone past the new relationship energy and settled into what they are. I am very flexible in my ability to have all sorts of different relationships and feelings for people on every level imaginable. Continue reading
Over the course of the last three or four months, my marriage has been evolving at an almost startling pace. In particular, it’s been very surreal this past month or so. In that very short period of time, my husband of almost 14 years, figured out and came to terms with the fact that he could have strong enough feelings for another woman to consider that he might be in love with her. We talked and talked and talked and talked some more to get our heads around that. With that realization came another… if he could fall / be in love with someone else without it affecting his love and affection for me, then he had to believe that I was capable of doing the same. After that realization, I was given a mess of new freedoms, everything from talking with whoever I wanted to online to being able to start actively seeking a local playmate and getting back on twitter. Continue reading
I read a post on fet today about the time given to poly partners not needing to be fair or equal. You can read it here https://fetlife.com/users/1065014/posts/2191958
The post is an excellent read and got me to thinking about that very thing in poly. As a fairly new poly person (well, not exactly new. I’ve always been poly, I just didn’t know it was a thing), I hear a lot about how all the partners in a poly relationship should be equal or should have equal access to each other. This has always seemed a bit exhausting to me. Full time relationships are very demanding, even good ones. So, to believe that every person you may involve yourself with will need that amount of attention is quite daunting. Continue reading
Last night we had an unexpected night without kids and our pretty little kitten was spending the weekend with us. woohooo.
Impromptu plans to visit the dungeon were made, dinner served, kids delivered to their friends’ house and I was on the floor in front of our full length mirror curling my hair, getting all prettied up to go play. Continue reading