The marriage is up and down and not in the way those with dirty little minds might like to think.
We have been seeing a councillor but frankly I find that all quite depressing. He seems to be almost encouraging us to split up. Very little on how to understand or respond to each other. Zero encouragement to try to look for a way together.
Anyway it's school holidays here and sadly several months ago, my wife announced that she was going to be doing "PD" in the holidays. Well that was the end of any plans of doing stuff together.
So she is away and I figure I'm a kinky old bastard I will try something.
One thing I have liked since I was prepubescent is the feel of plastic. Also the idea of being restricted tied up and so on.
So last night, stripped down beside the bed and wiped a little baby oil over my body. Then wrapped my torso in cling wrap plastic. Between my legs and over my shoulders too. Like a leotard. Around my chest and tummy I did several wraps and pulled my tummy in as tight as I could. Trying I guess in a clumsy way to imagine a corset. I wonder if they make corsets for men?
I put on a pair of undies and a tee shirt over the top.
Then I figured maybe I could put on a belt and do it up real tight. That was pretty unsuccessful but I remembered a length of rope. I got that and tied a loop in one end and fed the fee end through. Set it just above my hips. Pulled it back on its self and pulled my tummy in. Then began to wrap round and round. As tight as I could and pulling my tummy in. Each wrap about half an inch higher than the previous until I ran out of rope partway up my chest. Quite constricting but also quite comforting in a weird way.
Then I first sat then lay on the bed. That actually made it a bit hard to breath. This was another interesting feeling. I could understand that if a person was in a corset, they may prefer to sleep in a sitting position because lying down was harder. But maybe too this is not really representative of a corset.
Interestingly I was not turned on. My penis not hard. I felt strangely comforted and excited in that strange way. The way I had wound the rope meant the tee shirt precented me from lifting my arms. So I could not lie back with my arms crossed behind my head. This unexpected restriction was quite fun and reminded me that I had read of Victorian women having straps on their corsets to pull shoulders back. I lay there are eventually drifted off to sleep.
Woke 3am
Now I was turned on and hard and still pleasantly restricted.
I found sitting up to be almost easier than when not trussed up. You try doing a slow sit up at 3am to have a drink or go to the loo.
I rolled over and started slowly humping the bed. The oil and plastic meant everything slipped nicely in a very sensuous way.
Debated in my head about cumming.
Morally I don't agree with masturbation.
On the other hand she is not engaged.
Also I know that once I cum, the desire to stay wrapped up will go. I like the feeling - so don't masturbate. I have a big day at work so wank away and get it over with. That seemed to be the essence of the debate.
I indulged in a little more mental fantasy.
Then came.
Then the inevitable loss of interest in remaining like this.
Untied the rope. Peeled off the plastic. Wiped down with an old towel.
Drifted off to sleep.
Woke up nicely refreshed at 5:30am.
It would be so nice to play this way with someone. The wife has said multiple times "Why don't you find someone who enjoys this stuff" So if you are a kinky female, understand and interested let me know.
