Tuesday, June 19, 2007
I took a little jaunt up the coast by myself this last weekend. Being apart from VSK can work as a bit of an aphrodesiac. My head immediately goes in the gutter after about a day and then I'll call her and ask what she's up to. Sometimes she calls me and does the same. Saturday night we had a tame call as I was occupied with entertaining some friends. After they left I couldn't help myself and I called her back. During call one she had been in the jacuzzi sipping wine and when she answered the phone the second time she was in bed. Buzzed. But not from the wine.
What makes having sex on the phone interesting from my perspective is that it is dependant on sound and imagination rather than sight and sensation. All obviously play a roll whether your lover is in front of you or hundreds or thousands of miles away, but the habits of a quarter century of sex tend to funnel into certain directions and for whatever reason we are not as verbal as I think we once were. When you can read someone's most subtle inflections, you don't have to make a lot of obvious verbal confessions. Still I think men, myself included, get a bit of a charge off of women verbalizing what they want. Sometimes VSK likes to by tied up, and in a way I think that having her confess some sort of desire ("cum in my pussy" or "fuck me in the ass" or simply "yeah, right there") is rare and a delicious moment of analogous surrender. The majority of our sex is actually of the vanilla type, historically, and we don't have some sort of fetish that must be in place for us to knock one off. Variety is the spice of keeping a sex life alive after all these years. Flexibility is the ability to have variety.
Whatever I got her to confess on the phone this time got her off as she buzzed away and I described kinky fantasies of a gooey nature for her entertainment. When I got home on Sunday I got a stunner of a bj for father's day. I know, I'm not her father. I'm her daddy.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
We've gotten a lot of nice comments over the last few entries and now as we move into the warm part of the year I can only imagine what a fun time lies over the near horizon. It is heartening to be in the place we are now in our relationship and to read the words of others who are experimenting and thinking about what it means to be in a serious dialogue with what works to keep the fires burning in a modern love. The Founding Father's average marriage lasted about 15 years, mostly because childbirth was a heck of a lot more dangerous to the health of women than it is today. And its no cup of tea today either.
19 years ago VSK and I had a son who only lived for four weeks. And it was during the tough times in the weeks, months and years after losing him that we had to commit to parenthood in a way that many of our fellow marrieds luckily have not had to. I was not so sure I wanted to join the reproductive circus after losing our first child and it was the singular conviction of VSK and her commitment to have kids that taught me the first and most central tenet to our relationship: support her dreams. I have followed VSK for much our time together and its been worth it everytime. I bring a lot of stuff to the table, some of which might be better left on the floor, but by and large what she has is pretty magical and I trust her completely. We have great kids now, and as you can tell we have a pretty great time together.
None of this has come easily or without tremendous willingness on both our parts to struggle forward with what is really inside of us and at the risk of being destroyed to continually evolve and embrace change and growth. For us it was that or die. We fight a bit, but we fight fair. And we learned when we had lost everything that anything that gets you through the day and night is a fair game. Let the summer games begin!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Catch a free listen of the new Queens of the Stone Age cd. It doesn't sound like anything else out there right now. This is a good thing. I don't pump bands as a matter of course because most bands that are popular now are not worth it. We all need some fantasies. Musical ones are a big part of the phantasmagoria that makes life click for me. Besides, QOTSA seems to not give a fuck what anyone thinks. That is a big step in the right direction.
Monday, June 11, 2007
VSK and moi are trying to figure out what we want to write about next. For now we'll post another pic or two and hope by Thursday we can create some new material. We had a lovely weekend and screwed the heck out of each other. Thanks for the comments! I'll keep the gritty pics coming.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
So after another rather amusing weekend fooling around with "playmate," both VSK and I feel like we are sort of tired with trying to play with people who are hiding from themselves as much as they seem to be having fun. I mean I hold our friend in very high esteem for a lot of reasons, but one of them would not be the arrangement he has with his wife. While she "knows" of much of our behavior and condones and has even encouraged it, the lack of transparency is a buzz kill. I'm sure we'll spend many an evening playing around and enjoying it, but it gets to be sort of a lame dance at times. My lovely VSK makes it easy for her men, it would be nice if they reciprocated.
Men are a problem, no doubt, in the whole world of sex blogs and hot wives and whatever. I have noticed that many of my favorite bloggers have expressed some frustration with the fact that not enough women in these types of relationships participate in the creation and dialogue that takes place in this realm. This blog has the same problem to some extent. VSK likes the fact that she has found a bunch of rather interesting and nice folks to interact with, and knowing that you are not alone is central to setting yourself on a road less travelled. I hope that I can convince her that her participation in the blog is what floats my boat and makes this space more than just a free pornography portal. Not that there is anything wrong with that. In that vein I will include a masturbatory image of a fuzzy nature. I am in her debt no matter what I do.