I, a married woman, past her thirties, have a lover. It started on a hot summer day... I created a dating profile. The website is for people already in a relationship, who look for a bit extra in their love life. Why did I do that? I will try to explain that. My husband is [...]
What a wonderful first time with Charley and Bob. I don't understand why I ever was afraid of having sex in front of Bob. I have learned that it is important in our case to have some kind of foundation, a friendship. Not that we are all 'besties', but the three of us are also [...]
WARNING: long post, but yes... Charley and I are going to have intercourse for the first time, while my little puppy Bob watches.
Faith wants me to have patience. My period is over, but now I suffer from cystitis. I desperately want to feel Charley inside me, but Bob tells me to wait until my vagina no longer hurts. I know he is right. Charley also agrees with Bob. I thank Charley for dating me, especially when I [...]
What an emotional start of the week... Going from cloud nine on Monday morning to a dark place in the shades in the evening. I feel depressed that Eric broke up with me, but at least he was sincerely honest in his goodbye mail. I appreciate honesty very much. Before Eric said his goodbye to [...]
I have good news. I am recovered from my injury. Which is such a liberation. I feel like I can take on the world again. No limitations anymore. After a nice workout in the evening, I hop online to chat with Eric. He has been asking when I would be home a few times today. [...]
Sunday. Oh how I have been waiting for Sunday. The first thing I do is sending a good morning text to Charley. He is awake and asks right away if Bob is still OK with the situation. Charley really wants to know how Bob experiences everything. He wonders if Bob is playing the cuckold to [...]
I wake up the next morning. Sweet Bob is cuddled up against me and still sleeping. Did yesterday really happen? I wonder if I should text Charley. I don't want to be a stalker. "Good morning beautiful," Charley text me before I do. I respond flustered, "Good morning, it wasn't a dream, right?" "I am [...]