My wife had given instructions not to wake her before 5:30 and that I had 5:30-5:45 for play.
At about 5:00am she got up and went to the toilet. I was awake and that was partially because my bladder was full. But wrapped in plastic meant that it was not really possible to go. Plus the idea of holding it was a turn on. It was kinda weird lying in bed, desparate to go and hearing her do a long wee in the toilet. When she got back to bed I said "I am desparate to pee, tell me to hold it" she said just the right thing "What time did I tell you" and I said "5:30" and she said "Well hold it quietly".
So I lay there. Tried a few different positions to try to doze but the combination of a full bladder and wrapped in slippery plastic was keeping me aroused and awake.
On the dot of 5:30am I snuggled up to her.
She said "Have you been watching the clock and I said yes"
We cuddled for a few minutes and she rubbed me in a tease was and I said "stop" and I just lay there on the edge. When I had relaxed I said "What would you do if I came". I was hoping she would punsih me with a whipping. She said "you (meaning me) would enjoy a whipping too much. You would need a real punishment. If you come then I will not cuddle you nor let you touch me till Easter. No physical contact". She is right. No physical contact would be terrible. I would feel lonely, neglected. I am sure I would get very very moody.
The she said "Lie back". She hopped on top and started rubbing against one of my legs. Then she moved to rubbing her crotch against my very hard penis. She said "tell me if I need to stop". Twice I had to do that. She would move up and I would put my hand in between her legs and she would keep rubbing. Then she had her orgasm and relaxed on top of me.
After a while she rolled off and lay beside me.
After a few minutes she said the best orgasms are when we cum together. That is for her the best consumation of love. She said "Pack some condoms and plastic bags for Easter" She then expained that I would be cumming on Easter Sunday. We are going camping so I will have to be quiet. I queeried the plastic bags and she said "for variety who knows how you will get to cum I want to keep my options open".
So there we have it.
A fantastic night and start to the day and a date and there is one more thing.
I have an invitaton home for lunch.
There may be a whipping.
She rarely wears pants. A result of my insistence early in the marriage. I said that i my new submissive mindset I would like her to feel ok to wear pants. I said look I will feel emotional I am sure when I see you wearing pants. She has a couple of pairs of pants. I said it would help me if you were to wear them and show me you wearing them and then have me lie down and be whipped while you wear them. I think that will help me to transition to being accepting rather than resentful.
I suspect she would like to wear pants when we go camping.
So we wait and see.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
plastic wrap
Last night when it came time to change into my pj's I asked my wife if I should wear plastic pants.
I had deliberated on this. She really does not like plastic although she puts up with my fetish and also because I did not want to be petty and I was worried that such a request would be viewed as petty. But I asked anyway.
She paused and I was expectecting "all right". Effectively 'whatever / gee your weird / enjoy yourself / I don't get it.... bla bla'
She paused and said "No not tonight. Tonight we are going to wrap you in plastic"
This is good. "Thank you dear" I say.
We go into the bed room. I already had a glass of water beside her bed and the bed turned back on her side and her bed side light on.
I take out from my bed side table an old nappy and lay it on the floor. I took off my clothes and got the bottle of baby oil out of the top draw. She sat on the bed and poured some oil into her hand and rubbed it on my tummy, then chest and then she said "turn around". So I turned away from her and she did my back and butt cheeks. Then she said "turn back". I turned and faced her. She put some oil inher hand and massaged my erect penis. Ahh what stimulation.
Then she took the roll of cling wrap and started behind my back and through the legs. Then I pulled my tummy in and she wrapped tightly round my tummy and then up and around my chest. Then she did something new. Up over one shoulder and down and between my legs. Up the back over the other shoulder and back between my legs. A couple more times round my tummy and chest. That was it. Like a plastic leotard. I loved it. I put a tee shirt on because I figured should would prefer that to snuggling up to plastic andI asked her to help me put my undies back on for the same reason.
Then she said. "Put your boxers on, there is a load of washing in the machine. Come with me you are going to help me hang it out".
Wow an instruction. Direct. too the point. Who else but a sumbissive guy could enjoy his wife instructing him to hang out washing while wrapped in plastic. I was somewhat aprehensive that one of the kids might hear me crinkle as I walked. Visually no concern of neighbours seeing as it just looked like I was wearing a tee shirt and boxer but I did crinkle as I walked.
Then into bed and she ran her hands over my and that was just wonderful.
She said what if she made me go for a walk round the streets with her. She is into walking and so far I usually do not walk with her. "That would be so hot" I said. "What if I made you wear it out" and I said "I would need some kind of body suit or leotard to muffle the crinkling sound" she said "what if I said just like that. Only someone who had wrapped themsleves in plastic would know what it was" and said "That would be your decision. It would be so exciting"
I have to go into work early so I asked her if that was Ok and she said yes. I asked if it was OK if I took the plastic off then and she said "yes".
Then she said "Now you can massaage me. I will fall asleep while you are massaging me and you are then to lie still and not wake me up"
Wow. This was fantastic. Direcct instructions. Talking about plastic. Touching me. Then having me do something for her.
She lay on her tummy. I massaged her back, shoulders, head. Firm at first then getting gentler. When I thought she had drifted off I just lightly ran my fingers around on her back and when I heard regular breathing, I lay down on my side.
I have woke up. Can't sleep. The constriction on my tummy is noticable. I was sexually aroused.
So I am doing some work and of course making this blog entry. Still wrapped in plastic. If I feel sleepy I will go back to bed and then get up and shower and remove the plastic else I will go straight to the shower and then head into work. A head full of happy memories and endorfins.
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It is coming up to 5 weeks of abstinance.
I feel it has become the norm.
I am enjoying her physical attention and I think the absense of expectation of sex on my part has given her space to be physical with me. Coule be wrong but in the absense of useful feedback from her as to what she thinks and feel I fill the void with my opinions.
I am a bit aprehnsive about the end of lent when I think she will have sex with me or engage in some play like tonight but where she will let me cum.
Aprehensive for a couple of reasons:
a) worried that if we are having sex that I may not actually stay hard. A by product of getting old I guess.
b) That after I get to cum she might say that was your reward and now have another period of extended abstinance. She will know I can do it but I will have just felt how good it is to orgasm and then to be thrown right back into abstiannce will be hard. A good challenge but hard none the less.
It is also interesting to / stimulating for me to think about what I am doing and where we are going. It will be interesting to see. Actually she does so much domestic work - cooking, cleaning, ironing. I sexualise doing that work but when I think about it. It would exhaust me doing it. But the fear is that she will allocate more of it to me. A little is fun. The whole lot is well unimaginable tortue.
I had deliberated on this. She really does not like plastic although she puts up with my fetish and also because I did not want to be petty and I was worried that such a request would be viewed as petty. But I asked anyway.
She paused and I was expectecting "all right". Effectively 'whatever / gee your weird / enjoy yourself / I don't get it.... bla bla'
She paused and said "No not tonight. Tonight we are going to wrap you in plastic"
This is good. "Thank you dear" I say.
We go into the bed room. I already had a glass of water beside her bed and the bed turned back on her side and her bed side light on.
I take out from my bed side table an old nappy and lay it on the floor. I took off my clothes and got the bottle of baby oil out of the top draw. She sat on the bed and poured some oil into her hand and rubbed it on my tummy, then chest and then she said "turn around". So I turned away from her and she did my back and butt cheeks. Then she said "turn back". I turned and faced her. She put some oil inher hand and massaged my erect penis. Ahh what stimulation.
Then she took the roll of cling wrap and started behind my back and through the legs. Then I pulled my tummy in and she wrapped tightly round my tummy and then up and around my chest. Then she did something new. Up over one shoulder and down and between my legs. Up the back over the other shoulder and back between my legs. A couple more times round my tummy and chest. That was it. Like a plastic leotard. I loved it. I put a tee shirt on because I figured should would prefer that to snuggling up to plastic andI asked her to help me put my undies back on for the same reason.
Then she said. "Put your boxers on, there is a load of washing in the machine. Come with me you are going to help me hang it out".
Wow an instruction. Direct. too the point. Who else but a sumbissive guy could enjoy his wife instructing him to hang out washing while wrapped in plastic. I was somewhat aprehensive that one of the kids might hear me crinkle as I walked. Visually no concern of neighbours seeing as it just looked like I was wearing a tee shirt and boxer but I did crinkle as I walked.
Then into bed and she ran her hands over my and that was just wonderful.
She said what if she made me go for a walk round the streets with her. She is into walking and so far I usually do not walk with her. "That would be so hot" I said. "What if I made you wear it out" and I said "I would need some kind of body suit or leotard to muffle the crinkling sound" she said "what if I said just like that. Only someone who had wrapped themsleves in plastic would know what it was" and said "That would be your decision. It would be so exciting"
I have to go into work early so I asked her if that was Ok and she said yes. I asked if it was OK if I took the plastic off then and she said "yes".
Then she said "Now you can massaage me. I will fall asleep while you are massaging me and you are then to lie still and not wake me up"
Wow. This was fantastic. Direcct instructions. Talking about plastic. Touching me. Then having me do something for her.
She lay on her tummy. I massaged her back, shoulders, head. Firm at first then getting gentler. When I thought she had drifted off I just lightly ran my fingers around on her back and when I heard regular breathing, I lay down on my side.
I have woke up. Can't sleep. The constriction on my tummy is noticable. I was sexually aroused.
So I am doing some work and of course making this blog entry. Still wrapped in plastic. If I feel sleepy I will go back to bed and then get up and shower and remove the plastic else I will go straight to the shower and then head into work. A head full of happy memories and endorfins.
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It is coming up to 5 weeks of abstinance.
I feel it has become the norm.
I am enjoying her physical attention and I think the absense of expectation of sex on my part has given her space to be physical with me. Coule be wrong but in the absense of useful feedback from her as to what she thinks and feel I fill the void with my opinions.
I am a bit aprehnsive about the end of lent when I think she will have sex with me or engage in some play like tonight but where she will let me cum.
Aprehensive for a couple of reasons:
a) worried that if we are having sex that I may not actually stay hard. A by product of getting old I guess.
b) That after I get to cum she might say that was your reward and now have another period of extended abstinance. She will know I can do it but I will have just felt how good it is to orgasm and then to be thrown right back into abstiannce will be hard. A good challenge but hard none the less.
It is also interesting to / stimulating for me to think about what I am doing and where we are going. It will be interesting to see. Actually she does so much domestic work - cooking, cleaning, ironing. I sexualise doing that work but when I think about it. It would exhaust me doing it. But the fear is that she will allocate more of it to me. A little is fun. The whole lot is well unimaginable tortue.
Monday, March 18, 2013
A sort of whipping
Lack of time prevents a propper posting.
Thursday night (I think) she wrapped me in plastic - Very stimulating.
Friday night - no whipping but she wrapped me in plastic again.
Sat morning she agreed to cane me. The kids were still sleeping. I had been helping the kids clean up some old fishing rods and for one we could only find the hande and about 600mm of rod. I faniticised about what it would feel like. So when she agreed I suggested that. She said OK. I went and got it.
I lay there face down on the bed and she gave me about 10 strokes from one side of the bed and then walked round and did the same from the other. Very painful but I gess the difficult thing is I want more. More pain and bruising. It was red but not bruised. I would like fewer strokes maybe but harder.
Sat night - I started a argument. Got grumpy and thankfully she just got out of bed and got the whip this time - the piece of electrical flex - and told me to roll over. I said "What about child X who was still awake" and she said "too bad this is more important". I rolled onto my tummy and she whipped me. It hurt and was what I needed.
Sun AM I was up real early for exercise then church and then a kids school sport meeting and then I came down with something. Sick as a dog. Vomiting and the other end and a headache to top it off. So from about 5pm - 9pm I was just wasted. Suddenly felt better.
But she kept working till after 11pm
Then came to bed.
Obviously she was not keen on close contact in case she caught anything.
I of course wanted to talk and engage physically.
We ended up with her caning me just a few strokes and then a bit later I strated an argument. Stupid me. No further punishment though that was what in reality I should have received.
Thursday night (I think) she wrapped me in plastic - Very stimulating.
Friday night - no whipping but she wrapped me in plastic again.
Sat morning she agreed to cane me. The kids were still sleeping. I had been helping the kids clean up some old fishing rods and for one we could only find the hande and about 600mm of rod. I faniticised about what it would feel like. So when she agreed I suggested that. She said OK. I went and got it.
I lay there face down on the bed and she gave me about 10 strokes from one side of the bed and then walked round and did the same from the other. Very painful but I gess the difficult thing is I want more. More pain and bruising. It was red but not bruised. I would like fewer strokes maybe but harder.
Sat night - I started a argument. Got grumpy and thankfully she just got out of bed and got the whip this time - the piece of electrical flex - and told me to roll over. I said "What about child X who was still awake" and she said "too bad this is more important". I rolled onto my tummy and she whipped me. It hurt and was what I needed.
Sun AM I was up real early for exercise then church and then a kids school sport meeting and then I came down with something. Sick as a dog. Vomiting and the other end and a headache to top it off. So from about 5pm - 9pm I was just wasted. Suddenly felt better.
But she kept working till after 11pm
Then came to bed.
Obviously she was not keen on close contact in case she caught anything.
I of course wanted to talk and engage physically.
We ended up with her caning me just a few strokes and then a bit later I strated an argument. Stupid me. No further punishment though that was what in reality I should have received.
Friday, March 15, 2013
Focus man Focus
So I have been chaste for about 4 weeks.
Google informs me
Lent 2013 began on Wednesday, February 13 and ends on Saturday, March 30
I think the last time I came was the sunday or monsday just before the wednesday. So unless I am mistaken it is 4 weeks and a couple of days. not the longest but the longest in a while. Wiggles shoulers.
Now my previous post was a bit negative. Retrospective.
Now I am focussing myself for tonight.
The wife will be out
I want to focus myself and make sure that I concentrate on housework while she is away. No TV and just the teeniest bit of internet to reward myself once I have done at least
cleaned the kitchen.
Put the kids to bed.
folded and put in kids cupboards any clean clothes.
Turned back her side of the bed. Glass of water beside bed.
Perhaps more tidying. Focus. Think tidy.
Lets see how we go.
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I realised that I am a person who likes to set goals for myself
Google informs me
Lent 2013 began on Wednesday, February 13 and ends on Saturday, March 30
I think the last time I came was the sunday or monsday just before the wednesday. So unless I am mistaken it is 4 weeks and a couple of days. not the longest but the longest in a while. Wiggles shoulers.
Now my previous post was a bit negative. Retrospective.
Now I am focussing myself for tonight.
The wife will be out
I want to focus myself and make sure that I concentrate on housework while she is away. No TV and just the teeniest bit of internet to reward myself once I have done at least
cleaned the kitchen.
Put the kids to bed.
folded and put in kids cupboards any clean clothes.
Turned back her side of the bed. Glass of water beside bed.
Perhaps more tidying. Focus. Think tidy.
Lets see how we go.
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I realised that I am a person who likes to set goals for myself
No whipping
So my wife works all day yesterday.
Then makes dinner. Yes I know all you purists out there would say I the submissive husband should make dinner.
Then tells me she is supposed to go out with her girlfirends but that she is really tired. Should she go.
Now if she had asked me that even a few weeks ago, I would have said a resounding 'no'.
She is over committed, run down and I am lonely.
but
now is now and I am trying to be submissive and wish for her to be the dominant leading wife.
so I say words along the lines of
"I will support whatever decision you make"
she then texts one of the girl friends who texts her back telling her to be ready in 10 minutes.
So she tells me she is going.
She tells me that I will have to put the kids to bed and so on. I smile and say that is fine I want to support her and let her feel free to go out.
So off she goes and I do have a lovely night with the kids. I have a game of chess with one child. Help another with some homework. Intervene on an argument. Cumfort the youngest who managed to slip on the stairs. I also make sure the dishwasher is loaded and running and the kitchen is clean. The glass of water beside her bed and the bed turned back.
I go to bed and fall asleep.
About 11pm I wake as she arrived home. She tells me she has to shower and send an email and then she will be coming to bed.
Off into her office. I take a deep breath. So often this makes me angry and angry is not what I want to be. Half an hour later she emerges. (How long does it take to send an email?) then has a shower and then comes to bed naked.
I had toyed with getting the whip out but I really want her to be a bit more proactive. A bit more demanding. I also confess to being a bit scared so I left the whip in the draw in the bedside table.
So I try to get a conversation going and all I get is "yes we did talk about that". So basically a whipping was not going to happen or if it did it would be somewhat half hearted on her part and even though it mught hurt me physically I felt it might be just a let down so I decided to leave that go.
Then I had an idea. I have always been turned on by plastic. I said "would you consider wrapping me in cling wrap" she said (surprisingly) "yes". So I went and got some. Then I said could you put some baby oil on me. She said "OK" so I took a towel and put it on the floor in case there were any drips. She put the oil on me using her hands and finishing with my now erect penis. Oh yes. Some tease and denial. Then she wrapped me. Including a bit between my legs. Nice and tight across my chest and tummy. The closest thing I have experienced to a corset.
I put on a tee shirt because I figured she would not like the direct touch of plastic.
Hopped back into bed and snuggled up to her.
Then she said she was tired (I don't blame her - she in my view is actually run down but anyway who am I to tell her). Then she said to set the alarm for 5:30am. She went to sleep.
I lay there basking in my own excitement. Not wishing to cum but very very turned on. I felt very warm as one would expect. Fell asleep and slept very well actually. Woke at 5am. Still turned on and busting to pee. She awoke shortly after. I would love to ask her permission to pee but I think she thinks that sort of permission giving is petty / trivial.
We hugged a bit. The alarm went off. She got up. I got up. I hopped in the shower and peeled it off.
In the kitchen she asked if I could take oldest child to the station. Then she started to say: if it's OK / not too much effort kind of thing. I said "Pleasse. Be confident. Be in control. I want to be helpful and it is a lot easier if you are clear with what you want. You want me to take him to the train so just say it. I will do everything I can to make it happen. For me the most useful thing was that I now had 10 minutes or so to get ready and go. Usually she gives me no notice and the first I know if it is when she is walking out the door to do it herself. So I gulped down some breakfast. Grabbed brief case and took child to train and contiued onto work where naughty boy that I am I am on the net writing this blog. :)
I had also in the morning suggested that it would be nice if she were to call me home at lunch time and whip me then. She thought about it and listed off all the things she has to do today. It's just not going to happen today. Or saturday or sunday as we are both busy on the weekend with church and kids sport and she is presenting at a conference. Cripes I need a whipping just to clear my head.
So we wait and see.
I am not sure what to do really. She is way over committed. So many things just get half done. I just discovered that she has missed a deadline on one of her projects. Came after a phonecall home just now to check something.
So my submission is my way of dealing with her having turned her attention to other things. In a way it is a "look at me, here I am ...shocked" I guess. It is also a way of helping her and I really do get a satisfaction out of helping her.
(Part of me thinks she should be whipped for being too busy and especially for missing the deadline. but that ain't gonna happen).
Then makes dinner. Yes I know all you purists out there would say I the submissive husband should make dinner.
Then tells me she is supposed to go out with her girlfirends but that she is really tired. Should she go.
Now if she had asked me that even a few weeks ago, I would have said a resounding 'no'.
She is over committed, run down and I am lonely.
but
now is now and I am trying to be submissive and wish for her to be the dominant leading wife.
so I say words along the lines of
"I will support whatever decision you make"
she then texts one of the girl friends who texts her back telling her to be ready in 10 minutes.
So she tells me she is going.
My concern here is that she lets the girl friend tell her what to do but these days she takes no notice of what I say. A week or so ago on a Monday night she had asked me if she could go out and i had said 'no' and she had gone anyway.
She tells me that I will have to put the kids to bed and so on. I smile and say that is fine I want to support her and let her feel free to go out.
So off she goes and I do have a lovely night with the kids. I have a game of chess with one child. Help another with some homework. Intervene on an argument. Cumfort the youngest who managed to slip on the stairs. I also make sure the dishwasher is loaded and running and the kitchen is clean. The glass of water beside her bed and the bed turned back.
I go to bed and fall asleep.
About 11pm I wake as she arrived home. She tells me she has to shower and send an email and then she will be coming to bed.
Off into her office. I take a deep breath. So often this makes me angry and angry is not what I want to be. Half an hour later she emerges. (How long does it take to send an email?) then has a shower and then comes to bed naked.
I had toyed with getting the whip out but I really want her to be a bit more proactive. A bit more demanding. I also confess to being a bit scared so I left the whip in the draw in the bedside table.
So I try to get a conversation going and all I get is "yes we did talk about that". So basically a whipping was not going to happen or if it did it would be somewhat half hearted on her part and even though it mught hurt me physically I felt it might be just a let down so I decided to leave that go.
Then I had an idea. I have always been turned on by plastic. I said "would you consider wrapping me in cling wrap" she said (surprisingly) "yes". So I went and got some. Then I said could you put some baby oil on me. She said "OK" so I took a towel and put it on the floor in case there were any drips. She put the oil on me using her hands and finishing with my now erect penis. Oh yes. Some tease and denial. Then she wrapped me. Including a bit between my legs. Nice and tight across my chest and tummy. The closest thing I have experienced to a corset.
I put on a tee shirt because I figured she would not like the direct touch of plastic.
Hopped back into bed and snuggled up to her.
Then she said she was tired (I don't blame her - she in my view is actually run down but anyway who am I to tell her). Then she said to set the alarm for 5:30am. She went to sleep.
I lay there basking in my own excitement. Not wishing to cum but very very turned on. I felt very warm as one would expect. Fell asleep and slept very well actually. Woke at 5am. Still turned on and busting to pee. She awoke shortly after. I would love to ask her permission to pee but I think she thinks that sort of permission giving is petty / trivial.
We hugged a bit. The alarm went off. She got up. I got up. I hopped in the shower and peeled it off.
In the kitchen she asked if I could take oldest child to the station. Then she started to say: if it's OK / not too much effort kind of thing. I said "Pleasse. Be confident. Be in control. I want to be helpful and it is a lot easier if you are clear with what you want. You want me to take him to the train so just say it. I will do everything I can to make it happen. For me the most useful thing was that I now had 10 minutes or so to get ready and go. Usually she gives me no notice and the first I know if it is when she is walking out the door to do it herself. So I gulped down some breakfast. Grabbed brief case and took child to train and contiued onto work where naughty boy that I am I am on the net writing this blog. :)
I had also in the morning suggested that it would be nice if she were to call me home at lunch time and whip me then. She thought about it and listed off all the things she has to do today. It's just not going to happen today. Or saturday or sunday as we are both busy on the weekend with church and kids sport and she is presenting at a conference. Cripes I need a whipping just to clear my head.
So we wait and see.
I am not sure what to do really. She is way over committed. So many things just get half done. I just discovered that she has missed a deadline on one of her projects. Came after a phonecall home just now to check something.
So my submission is my way of dealing with her having turned her attention to other things. In a way it is a "look at me, here I am ...shocked" I guess. It is also a way of helping her and I really do get a satisfaction out of helping her.
(Part of me thinks she should be whipped for being too busy and especially for missing the deadline. but that ain't gonna happen).
Thursday, March 14, 2013
i am going to be whipped
It is a strange feeling to have.
last night in a short discussion I said I valued being whipped as it helped me to be subissive and she said she said that she would whip me tonight.
It is strange to think that I will be lying on the bed ready to receive physical pain.
I note that in recent times when she twists a nipple or bites me that I can best withstand the pain by just lying on my back with my hands at my side and trying to just be calm.
The bizzare twist is that when we were first married, we used to practice me being in charge. Head of the House stuff. The christian husband is head of the wife. We would actually practice sex with her on the bottom and me on top and I would just hop on and push in and come quickly and pull out. And she would lie just like this hands by her side and just try and let it happen.
Anyway I am I have to confess both excited and scared. I think she is feeling more OK with whipping harder so it may be very much harder than I have experienced before. Something I both want and am scared of at the same time.
We wait with bated breath.
last night in a short discussion I said I valued being whipped as it helped me to be subissive and she said she said that she would whip me tonight.
It is strange to think that I will be lying on the bed ready to receive physical pain.
I note that in recent times when she twists a nipple or bites me that I can best withstand the pain by just lying on my back with my hands at my side and trying to just be calm.
The bizzare twist is that when we were first married, we used to practice me being in charge. Head of the House stuff. The christian husband is head of the wife. We would actually practice sex with her on the bottom and me on top and I would just hop on and push in and come quickly and pull out. And she would lie just like this hands by her side and just try and let it happen.
Anyway I am I have to confess both excited and scared. I think she is feeling more OK with whipping harder so it may be very much harder than I have experienced before. Something I both want and am scared of at the same time.
We wait with bated breath.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Sometimes I have to take a deep breath
Mywife is busy busy busy and I feel neglected.
Tonight she says "would it be OK if she turns the kids old play house into a chook shed"
My first thought is 'here is another project that will use up her time'
I really had to concentrate on being submissive. Accepting her decision.
We had a bit of a chat last night when she came to bed. Close to midnight. Less than 5 minutes.
She said thank you for not getting grumpy, tapping on th ewall and calling out to her. I tell you I did get angry in bed but took another deep breath.
I think I really want to become submissive / passive /accepting. I am not sure what the right word is to describe it.
I said I would liek to procatice being submisisvely accepting her decisions but she does not really like that word. I would welcome suggestions on what wording to use with her.
Tonight she says "would it be OK if she turns the kids old play house into a chook shed"
My first thought is 'here is another project that will use up her time'
I really had to concentrate on being submissive. Accepting her decision.
We had a bit of a chat last night when she came to bed. Close to midnight. Less than 5 minutes.
She said thank you for not getting grumpy, tapping on th ewall and calling out to her. I tell you I did get angry in bed but took another deep breath.
I think I really want to become submissive / passive /accepting. I am not sure what the right word is to describe it.
I said I would liek to procatice being submisisvely accepting her decisions but she does not really like that word. I would welcome suggestions on what wording to use with her.
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