I have hazel eyes, with little flecks of green and gold.
"Have you been tested?" True story.
But I was thinking, that felt so good!
Breathalyzer mouthpieces taste like cum.
You're definitely not alone. Welcome to the club. Same age, same guilt when I first joined, and same situation with my wife.
I think Oldfaithful sums it up perfectly. Be honest, be respectful, and there's nothing to feel guilty about. Easier said than done, I know. But trust me, it passes.
Those conversations at home are hard, I know. And that's coming from a guy who used to do transexual phone sex calls in front of his wife. But we've inexplicitly re-pruded since, and we have trouble telling each other what we want.
I think Rebecca's right, you've got to reopen those lines of communication. Baby steps, sure, but get 'em open.
Good luck...to us all.
I wish everyone, especially world leaders and the rich, had a sense of humanity, compassion and empathy;
I wish I had perfect vision; and
I wish my wife could let go of all her emotional baggage, if only for her sake.
Is there room to chuck a bit of cash onto one of those, do you think?
You would know better than I that you should cut anything that doesn't propel the story or add anything to the characters. But I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest that a sex scene in an erotica novel is what it's all about.
I feel your pain on the vertical sex. My wife's too tall and her legs are too long. The last time we tried, we crashed through the house, frantically searching for a surface or benchtop at the right height, until we finally collapsed on the dogs' bed.
If it's a hot scene, go for it. Just anchor it with some realism. Have him holding her up by her ass, with her legs over his arms. Squeezing her against the wall will take some of her weight, and if he's strong enough, it's believable. And if he's going in from behind, firstly, bravo! And secondly, make sure he's a lot taller than her, 'cause there's nothing sexy about fucking on a smelly dog's bed.
Pepsi Max, you philistines!
Oh, Dark Mother, once again I suckle at your artificially sweetened teat...
As long as this doesn't ruin my chances in the contest, John.
May I please have 101? As in Generosity 101. Thank you for the very kind lesson, John.
Missy Pantone, played by Eliza Dushku in the 2000 teen romp, Bring It On. Such a cool chick!
Tom Cruise's Les Grossman from Tropic Thunder in 2008 deserved an Oscar.
And Vanilla Ice as himself in last year's That's My Boy. Fucking classic.
Yeah, it's happened. Sometimes you just can't be bothered.
You know what would be really good? If we all agree to be the better person, and actually let someone be the sexiest.
Given it was my idea...
There's a lot of room between "extremely happy" and "very average"...hmmm...fuck! We've strayed into #6. Only just though. And we're putting the work in to get back into the sweet spot.
As others have already said, it's far from black and white. My wife and I started off long distance, putting us in the position where we emotionally invested in each other before we had a chance to physically connect. If we'd met conventionally...well, what if?
On paper, my wife is an absolute fucking train wreck. Don't get me wrong, I'm far from perfect, but holy hammers! I probably should have run a mile, but in my heart I know she's the one for me. Fuck it!
I was recently chatting to an old bloke who had been married for over fifty years, and he said, "I never once thought about divorce, but I did think about murder." That sums it up perfectly.
If I can worship at the Church of Dr Phil a moment, I think it comes down to whether or not they make you feel safe. Everything else is bullshit.
It really is cute how all of you think you're the sexiest. Please allow me to school you thusly...
Are you fucking kidding me?
The Goonies is one of the all time classics! I love the friendship. I love the adventure. I love the soundtrack. And most of all, I love Mouth.
This is just getting silly now.
Just because I can, I am.
Agree. If you're going to judge someone for when they decide to put out, you don't deserve any.
You should never keep anything from your partner.
Nathivan kept spanking me in Amsterdam last year, even after I used the safe word.
Nobody knows that I write here, other than you fine people of course.
I do plan to tell my wife, once I've got a more diverse collection of work posted. She is open-minded, and I'm pretty confident she'll be okay with it, but I think a few fantasies on their own is a bit much to explain for now.