I’ve been pent up for weeks. Not going to lie: a few swinger parties in the summer isn't enough. Vacation seemed non-existent, concerts got canceled, and Covid is still looming around. I worked a lot in the last few weeks and fought a few times with my spouse over stupid things. I felt like shit. What I needed was something I don't get often — and better than what I get now.I called Jackie and she had a ton of referrals....

So my guy invited me to go with him to Wilmington, North Carolina, to see his favorite band — and rented an RV which I wasn't happy about. I didn’t want to go and I scanned my usual websites for any locals in the lifestyle but it was slim pickings. After a few weeks of searching, I told hubby I really didn't want to go to Wilmington and he was sad about that but I don't like the band or cities that are not much fun. I the...

Today was the good day which I so needed. I got word last night that my guy had Bruins’ play-off tickets and he had to be in town by four to eat and get the train with his friend. Great!I took half-a-day from work and, instead of going to the gym, put the rack and bike on my car and headed to a rail trail I love. Of course, I’d thought about sex but I really wasn't doing well with people on the website. It was all “Hey, n...

I woke feeling strangely miserable. I mean, things have really been good and we’ve bought a hot tub — but, the problem is, I can’t really enjoy it till hubby’s kid moves out and that probably won’t be for another sixteen months.  Anyway, we’ve been back to a swingers party where we enjoy the hostess, Cheri whom I've mentioned in previous Journal entries. I had some fun and, of course, I did have that fling I wrote about....

There’s been very little playing in my life lately and I can’t believe it’s taken this long for something to happen that I feel is worth writing about.I’ve been to only one swinger’s party with my husband in a month and a half. We’ve done normal vanilla stuff, which is fine, but I haven't even been in the mood for that and, on top of it all, the Covid vaccine kicked my ass. Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, I hea...

Nothing I do lately seems to make me happy — unless I'm getting off. But even then, like after my snowboarding hook-up and regular doses of husband sex, I slip back into depression.And, as I've said before, work will always suck. I’m employed by a large dental firm in the billing department and I’m due for a promotion soon but it’s dull there. Most of the women now are old and angry and the dentists and staff are either t...

With Covid 19 continuing, it had been a miserable start to 2021 — no fun and nothing to write about in my journal.As usual, I chatted on-site with a few people until I finally snapped and told my guy, “We are going away. No arguments!”I booked a seven-day trip to Desire in Cancun. We had to test negative to get on the plane and again before entering the resort. They were very strict on that rule, disinfecting our luggage,...

I’ve been too depressed to do much. Seems I work, go home to do the domestic stuff, and hope my man suggests some sort of lifestyle fun. Other than husband sex, it’s been mainly a boring Autumn.We did meet Tebs and Amanda (read about them in an older journal entry) on Black Friday and that was a brief break from this Covid-world daily boredom. I do love them and it’s good to see my guy get his fuck on, too. But I needed s...

This Covid world has been very difficult for everyone and, as swingers, my guy and I have barely played with anybody. The parties around here have really not been worth taking the obvious risk.I’ve managed to have some fun and my husband and I have played a few times — but I've spent more time trying to find worthy adventures as you can read in my journal entries.I’m always seeking new people but nobody, male or female, h...

My vacation in July was great and very much needed with the Covid world being the way it is. I was happy with what happened and I do miss Cyril. Wonder what it would be like to be a millionaire’s wife? Believe me, he’s all but offered — but I'm happy where I am.Anyway, onward. I was sitting at my desk when I received this text.Is this Lindsay?I was hesitant but replied, Yes, who’s this?Hey, it’s Nigga (I hate that word bu...

With four days remaining of my vacation — only three of them alone — I woke and immediately sent a text telling Cyril that last night had been amazing, adding, ‘Hope we can do it again’. An hour later he responded saying he was at the beach and wondering where I was.‘I’m relaxing today but I can still smell you and taste your semen,’ I sent.Back came: ‘You are amazing and your pussy is one of the most beautiful I’ve ever...

Arriving on the island always makes me very happy because I simply love Martha’s Vineyard.If you read my 2019 July entry, you’ll know I have fun here but, as we set up camp this time, I thought it was only half as full as last year. We were supposed to be meeting a couple from a website we use but they couldn't make it for some unknown reason. I decided they were either fake, a single male, or victims of the Covid paranoi...

July was finally here and campsites allowed to open. Because I can work from anywhere these days, I planned this vacation in May. I still wasn't certain it would happen but I kept buying new stuff and at least that got me away from the house for a bit.On the first day of July, my husband and I drove to Cape Cod and a campsite in Truro, just south of Provincetown, Massachusetts. (For those who don't know, it’s the last cit...

As I’ve complained previously, this social distancing and wearing masks sucks. Swingers clubs and parties are totally on hold and it means I’ve very rarely had sex other than with my husband. Plus, Paul isn't meeting me as he's older, suffers from asthma and so has Covid paranoia. I respect that.Then the Black Lives Matter thing hit home with the murder of a black man in Minnesota. I support BLM and you damn know by now t...

My husband is awesome. He broke some social distancing rules when, three weeks after our anniversary, we played — and it was so memorable that I have to add it to my journal. The Covid world has ruined any chance of a swingers party for such a long time that it was driving both of us nuts. No offence to my loving man but I got sick of only having husband sex and craved some ‘strange’ so much that I broke the rules three t...