I am free as far as messing with the little guy is concerned. I can do to him, with him, or he can do to me whatever our fertile imagination provides. Yet, it is not as good as it would be with MW.Nothing has changed.
MW is off on her annual week’s stay with her friends at a nearby resort. I drove her there and moved all their luggage and stuff into the units that they were to occupy. We had a nice dinner in the main unit, and, as usual, I spoke many words of double meanings and they were understood. They knew that I am a horny bastard ready to be used. With wine and spirits I may have had an excuse for my wise-ass comments. I assumed that MW would punish me for them, but she let me get away with them for now. That is both good and bad. I stayed overnight, and left mid-morning the next day to go home to allow the lovely ladies enjoying a few days of vacation.
I am now at home alone. I can indulge in my right hand gratification as much as I want. If she were to ask about it later, I would tell her. If she did not, it will remain between me and the little guy. I miss her. Her absence reminds me of how much I love to be with her.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Alone
I wrote this a bit over a year ago.
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Hey you :-)
I got a question for you:
Or maybe its not so much a question but more of a comment.
You seem to love her. You seem to be happy that she is the lady of your life. She seems to give you that special feeling of "belonging" and "caring about each other".
So, IMHO the two of you, you got more than many many many other couples.
There seems to be a constant message of "if only she would do this or not do that..." in many of your posts.And I am honestly wondering why what you have with her is not enough for you.
One of the universal human traits is applying continuous improvement. Even when a thing or situation is perfect, we always want more.
It is true that MW and I have more goodness than most people our age. In a way I think that we have earned it. Yet, our relationship is not perfect. We both miss certain things that could be acquired or not. We miss things that could be given without a loss.
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