This post isn't about my situation. Cut and paste the link about and watch the video, then continuing reading.
http://milflover1.tumblr.com/post/15245234654/such-a-hot-video-so-intense-loved-just
This is a great video. The fact that it's solely on her face is great. And man, is she expressive! Love her reactions. Watching her face was joyous. She was thoroughly enjoying it, you could tell that he was hitting her right buttons, going at the right speed and the right angle. I'm guessing with all that, of course, but the looks on her face were telling that story to me at least.
But then, the way it ended left me wondering, not only about the participants, but also the purpose of taping it. Is this amateur, or pro? If it's pro, it makes more sense, but if it's amateur, it is curious. Why? Because the guy in the video is selfish, yet the camera focus was fully on her!
I mean, this guy is doing very well with her, but then video ends like most porn. Just when he was going fast and it looked like she was going to cum - was getting to that point - he pulls out!!! Leaving her high and dry! He then (though you don't see it) cums in her mouth. Then the video ends and she seems o.k. with it!
Hey - I'm sure there are millions of men, and even women too, who are perfectly happy with that scenario in their sex life, but what the hell. Why is it o.k. for her to not cum? That's just the type of sex that is not o.k. with me. Unless I was told not to, I could never have just stopped right then! I would have had to bring her off to her satisfaction. I would have felt incomplete otherwise.
The other thing that truly annoys me about these types of videos is that anonymity of the guys. Again, assuming it's amateur, then why is the woman's face plastered all over the internet to see, but the guy is not. Was the publishing of this video o.k'd by the woman? If not, that's bad enough. But why is it that in so many of the amateur videos I see, the guy is not visible. Hey, if you're going to have a woman do the things to you that are done on these videos, and it's going to be posted on the internet, be man enough to take ownership of it.
(Oh, and I have to mention - she has a great manicure! Perfectly done nails. They don't look fake either. I have to get better at giving manicures so my wife's nails can look that good.)
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Happy
Yesterday, we had to go to the mall to fix an item of mine that had broken. When we got there, a guy in his mid 20's was helping me, asking questions about what was wrong, when did it stop working, etc., and my wife was sitting next to me listening. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Ultimately, it ended up where the item could not be fixed. So, the guy started giving me the options of what I could do - since I had the warranty, I could get an exact replacement for free, but that would be the very old version. I could then get a newer version for a good amount of money, the newest version for more money, and then there were two more "newest versions" with extras that cost even more and more money.
So I was sitting there, looking at the 5 options and I immediately just looked at her and the following conversation took place:
Me, looking at her: "what do you think?"
Her: "He'll get the newest version," and she pointed out which of the newest ones to get.
Worker, looking at me: "O.k., if you get that, what about the case?"
Me, looking at her, not saying anything.
Her: "Why don't you go get one of the cases on the wall. You can't have my old case because it's too girly."
Worker, kind of laughing, looking at me again: "All right, when you get the case, we'll put it on. Now, what about the warranty" (and then he went on to explain all the warranty options.
Me, looking at her, not saying anything.
Her: "He'll get the warranty."
Worker, kind of laughing again, started to ring it up.
After finishing ringing it up, the Worker just started talking to her about payment etc., not dealing with me anymore. In the process, she said to me "Why don't you go look at the cases", so I left to do just that.
What's funny about the whole thing was that the Worker seemed to be getting a kick out of the exchange. But you know what? I was perfectly happy and not embarrassed at all. I trust her, she's intelligent, better at those kinds of decisions, and I was very happy that she was in charge of all of that. Is that WLM? Is that Femdom? In a way, I think not. It's just who we are. It's who we are together. There is no specific discussion we have had where we "agreed" that we start a WLM. This is our relationship as it has naturally progressed.
That's not to say that I wouldn't love more things to be done overtly on her part as part of a WLM. This morning we were actually showering together and she mentioned that she had shaved her legs yesterday and didn't want to shave them today. Instead of me saying anything, I simply grabbed the razor, had her sit on the bench, and started shaving her legs for her.
Her statement about not wanting to shave her legs was NOT her way of getting me to shave her legs. It had nothing to do with that. She just didn't want to shave her legs. I took it upon myself to do it and she was very appreciative.
I loved what happened in the shower. The exchange, like what occurred at the store, was silent between us. There was no "demand" or "order" by her. I would love if she did that, but even though she didn't, I was still extremely happy to shave her legs. I know she enjoyed it thoroughly too.
Would I have loved it if she did order me to shave her legs? Absolutely. Am I sitting her now thinking that I'm not fulfilled because she didn't order me to shave her legs? Nope.
I am sitting here simply wishing that we had more time to spend together so that we can have experiences like we did this weekend. Even if we are simply going to the mall and taking showers together!
Ultimately, it ended up where the item could not be fixed. So, the guy started giving me the options of what I could do - since I had the warranty, I could get an exact replacement for free, but that would be the very old version. I could then get a newer version for a good amount of money, the newest version for more money, and then there were two more "newest versions" with extras that cost even more and more money.
So I was sitting there, looking at the 5 options and I immediately just looked at her and the following conversation took place:
Me, looking at her: "what do you think?"
Her: "He'll get the newest version," and she pointed out which of the newest ones to get.
Worker, looking at me: "O.k., if you get that, what about the case?"
Me, looking at her, not saying anything.
Her: "Why don't you go get one of the cases on the wall. You can't have my old case because it's too girly."
Worker, kind of laughing, looking at me again: "All right, when you get the case, we'll put it on. Now, what about the warranty" (and then he went on to explain all the warranty options.
Me, looking at her, not saying anything.
Her: "He'll get the warranty."
Worker, kind of laughing again, started to ring it up.
After finishing ringing it up, the Worker just started talking to her about payment etc., not dealing with me anymore. In the process, she said to me "Why don't you go look at the cases", so I left to do just that.
What's funny about the whole thing was that the Worker seemed to be getting a kick out of the exchange. But you know what? I was perfectly happy and not embarrassed at all. I trust her, she's intelligent, better at those kinds of decisions, and I was very happy that she was in charge of all of that. Is that WLM? Is that Femdom? In a way, I think not. It's just who we are. It's who we are together. There is no specific discussion we have had where we "agreed" that we start a WLM. This is our relationship as it has naturally progressed.
That's not to say that I wouldn't love more things to be done overtly on her part as part of a WLM. This morning we were actually showering together and she mentioned that she had shaved her legs yesterday and didn't want to shave them today. Instead of me saying anything, I simply grabbed the razor, had her sit on the bench, and started shaving her legs for her.
Her statement about not wanting to shave her legs was NOT her way of getting me to shave her legs. It had nothing to do with that. She just didn't want to shave her legs. I took it upon myself to do it and she was very appreciative.
I loved what happened in the shower. The exchange, like what occurred at the store, was silent between us. There was no "demand" or "order" by her. I would love if she did that, but even though she didn't, I was still extremely happy to shave her legs. I know she enjoyed it thoroughly too.
Would I have loved it if she did order me to shave her legs? Absolutely. Am I sitting her now thinking that I'm not fulfilled because she didn't order me to shave her legs? Nope.
I am sitting here simply wishing that we had more time to spend together so that we can have experiences like we did this weekend. Even if we are simply going to the mall and taking showers together!
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Christmas Shopping Story
There is a relatively new blog called Strict Julie Spanks located at http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/ and it's definitely something to read if you're interested in DD or WLM. She's an excellent writer. Very interesting posts, to say the least.
One of her posts, related to an impromptu panty shopping trip, reminded me of something that happened to me just last December, but not nearly as interesting or exciting as her story.
But ......... I was actually shopping for stocking stuffers for my wife, and since we both like it when I do her toes, I decided to get some new nail polish for her. There is a strip mall near my house, which has my barber shop, your typical Starbucks, grocery store, etc. It also has a beauty supply store. After getting my hair cut I figured I could I'd quickly pop into the store, grab some nail polish and head home.
Even though the nail polish WAS for my wife, it is still a little odd to be in a beauty supply store walking around looking at items that are absolutely 100% only for women. It's not like I was in CVS looking at wall of lotions or something, where you can pass it off as looking for something for a man. This store was completely all female items. Of course, I was the only man in the entire store.
As somewhat of a digression, I will never understand why they stock stores like this so oddly. Maybe I'm just thinking like a man, but since I was looking for nail polish, you'd think there would be one big wall with all of their nail polish. Nope. They're kinda spread out all of the place, I think grouped by maker or something. I mean, go down one aisle and you see some, the next aisle some more, and so on. It's rather maddening.
In this context, it made me walk around the store, rather aimlessly because I wan't familiar with where everything was located in the first place. I did feel like the other women in the store were looking at me like "what is this guy doing?" I finally found the OPI nail polish (which is her favorite) and began looking. As soon as that happened, an attractive woman in her 20's came up to me asking if I needed help, but I politely declined, stating that I was just looking at this nail polish. I wonder what she was thinking as she approached me and what she thought of my answer.
Anyway, I figured that was going to be the only awkward encounter (well, other than actually purchasing whatever items I picked.) But as I'm standing next to the wall looking at the OPI nail polish, I hear "[my name], what are doing in the beauty store?" I turn around and it's a woman who my wife and I are very good friends with. Her and her husband and my wife and I have been great friends for a long time. Now luckily for me, because I'm comfortable with her, and because I was truly there to get nail polish for my wife, I was able to explain what I was doing and why, which was a very logical explanation. She actually stated she was impressed and said it was sweet.
Her husband is a manly guy, who would never even buy her nail polish, let alone give her a pedicure like I do! Of course, I didn't tell my friend that I was buying new colors for my wife for me to apply. On the other hand, he and I give each other shit about everything, so I immediately knew I'd be hearing about this shopping trip from him some time soon.
I made my selection and proceeded to the checkout line. No one was in front, so I was immediately able to pay. This is always an awkward experience too. I always wonder whether the clerk is thinking that i'm buying it for myself or what. She asked me if had a frequent buyer card and whether I wanted anything else, which again felt odd. At that point I just wanted to get out of there.
Later on, after Christmas, I made sure to bring out that my wife did receive the nail polish as a stocking stuffer to avoid any thoughts that I was buying the polish for myself.
Not nearly the same thing as the Strict Julie story, but still felt awkward for me!
One of her posts, related to an impromptu panty shopping trip, reminded me of something that happened to me just last December, but not nearly as interesting or exciting as her story.
But ......... I was actually shopping for stocking stuffers for my wife, and since we both like it when I do her toes, I decided to get some new nail polish for her. There is a strip mall near my house, which has my barber shop, your typical Starbucks, grocery store, etc. It also has a beauty supply store. After getting my hair cut I figured I could I'd quickly pop into the store, grab some nail polish and head home.
Even though the nail polish WAS for my wife, it is still a little odd to be in a beauty supply store walking around looking at items that are absolutely 100% only for women. It's not like I was in CVS looking at wall of lotions or something, where you can pass it off as looking for something for a man. This store was completely all female items. Of course, I was the only man in the entire store.
As somewhat of a digression, I will never understand why they stock stores like this so oddly. Maybe I'm just thinking like a man, but since I was looking for nail polish, you'd think there would be one big wall with all of their nail polish. Nope. They're kinda spread out all of the place, I think grouped by maker or something. I mean, go down one aisle and you see some, the next aisle some more, and so on. It's rather maddening.
In this context, it made me walk around the store, rather aimlessly because I wan't familiar with where everything was located in the first place. I did feel like the other women in the store were looking at me like "what is this guy doing?" I finally found the OPI nail polish (which is her favorite) and began looking. As soon as that happened, an attractive woman in her 20's came up to me asking if I needed help, but I politely declined, stating that I was just looking at this nail polish. I wonder what she was thinking as she approached me and what she thought of my answer.
Anyway, I figured that was going to be the only awkward encounter (well, other than actually purchasing whatever items I picked.) But as I'm standing next to the wall looking at the OPI nail polish, I hear "[my name], what are doing in the beauty store?" I turn around and it's a woman who my wife and I are very good friends with. Her and her husband and my wife and I have been great friends for a long time. Now luckily for me, because I'm comfortable with her, and because I was truly there to get nail polish for my wife, I was able to explain what I was doing and why, which was a very logical explanation. She actually stated she was impressed and said it was sweet.
Her husband is a manly guy, who would never even buy her nail polish, let alone give her a pedicure like I do! Of course, I didn't tell my friend that I was buying new colors for my wife for me to apply. On the other hand, he and I give each other shit about everything, so I immediately knew I'd be hearing about this shopping trip from him some time soon.
I made my selection and proceeded to the checkout line. No one was in front, so I was immediately able to pay. This is always an awkward experience too. I always wonder whether the clerk is thinking that i'm buying it for myself or what. She asked me if had a frequent buyer card and whether I wanted anything else, which again felt odd. At that point I just wanted to get out of there.
Later on, after Christmas, I made sure to bring out that my wife did receive the nail polish as a stocking stuffer to avoid any thoughts that I was buying the polish for myself.
Not nearly the same thing as the Strict Julie story, but still felt awkward for me!
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
yes, yes, yes
Ah, I love this.
http://perverted-justice.tumblr.com/post/13241621071/this-skirt-makes-me-look-like-i-have-no-waist-but
Why do I love this? Because she looks hot in those heels and skirt? Yes, she does, but that's not the reason. I love it because of her comment about how she looks.
It's because she's happy with who she is and what she looks like. Confident. And that hand on her hip? That's attitude - in a good way.
Yes, she is sexy because of her attitude and confidence. Grrrr.
http://perverted-justice.tumblr.com/post/13241621071/this-skirt-makes-me-look-like-i-have-no-waist-but
Why do I love this? Because she looks hot in those heels and skirt? Yes, she does, but that's not the reason. I love it because of her comment about how she looks.
It's because she's happy with who she is and what she looks like. Confident. And that hand on her hip? That's attitude - in a good way.
Yes, she is sexy because of her attitude and confidence. Grrrr.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
G-Spot
It doesn't exist!
http://news.yahoo.com/g-spot-science-cant-60-years-study-says-155202501.html
Well, actually it does. I guess I can't conclusively state that. But unless at least two specific women in my life have "faked it", repeatedly, over many many years, and have lied about it's existence in their own bodies, then I'm pretty sure it exists.
I think in reality, there may be other things going on. Maybe some women aren't as in tune with their bodies. Maybe some just don't get any pleasure from that spot. It might akin to female ejaculation - some women can do it and some can't.
I just hope that the result of this study leads people to believe that a) if you have a g-spot, celebrate it; and b) if you don't get any pleasure from it - focus on other things! No need to fell bad or anything.
http://news.yahoo.com/g-spot-science-cant-60-years-study-says-155202501.html
Well, actually it does. I guess I can't conclusively state that. But unless at least two specific women in my life have "faked it", repeatedly, over many many years, and have lied about it's existence in their own bodies, then I'm pretty sure it exists.
I think in reality, there may be other things going on. Maybe some women aren't as in tune with their bodies. Maybe some just don't get any pleasure from that spot. It might akin to female ejaculation - some women can do it and some can't.
I just hope that the result of this study leads people to believe that a) if you have a g-spot, celebrate it; and b) if you don't get any pleasure from it - focus on other things! No need to fell bad or anything.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Funny
Well, yea - I agree that you should conserve energy by turning the lights off when you leave the room.
But this particular marketing/advertising doesn't exactly work for lots of us!
But this particular marketing/advertising doesn't exactly work for lots of us!
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Vanilla Edge and Blondie
My thanks goes out to Vanilla Edge tumblr (http://vanillaedge.tumblr.com/) for posting these spot-on, hilarious, wonderful "Blondie" cartoons. I had never seen these before and they're great. (According to the Vanilla Edge tumblr, there is a new tumblr called http://mistressblondie.tumblr.com/ that has a bunch.)
Growing up as a kid, I loved reading the comics. Even then, I thought Blondie was "hot" - well, as hot as a comic could be. Anyway, the combination of Blondie, male chastity and a submissive Dagwood is rather enjoyable.
An example is below:
(1/12/12: Editor's note - Wow, I'm embarrassed!!! I used "their" instead of the proper "they're" in this post and that is incredibly inexcusable. If my wife were into DD, I would definitely deserve corrections tonight. The error has been corrected.)
Growing up as a kid, I loved reading the comics. Even then, I thought Blondie was "hot" - well, as hot as a comic could be. Anyway, the combination of Blondie, male chastity and a submissive Dagwood is rather enjoyable.
An example is below:
(1/12/12: Editor's note - Wow, I'm embarrassed!!! I used "their" instead of the proper "they're" in this post and that is incredibly inexcusable. If my wife were into DD, I would definitely deserve corrections tonight. The error has been corrected.)
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Some Sites That I Love
These are two of my favorite sites to visit to keep myself organized, efficient and helpful in performing tasks for my wife. They not only give great ideas on everything from cleaning to cooking, but they are also slick, informative and spot-on in the advice.
For example, the Cleanmama site gives you a free, downloadable sheet on what to do daily for January. It's a great starter to customize yourself.
The Domestic Servitude provides ideas that I would never have thought of in the first place.
http://cleanmama.blogspot.com/
http://domesticservitude.blogspot.com/
For example, the Cleanmama site gives you a free, downloadable sheet on what to do daily for January. It's a great starter to customize yourself.
The Domestic Servitude provides ideas that I would never have thought of in the first place.
http://cleanmama.blogspot.com/
http://domesticservitude.blogspot.com/
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