Google Reader - And Update

Anyone else notice that their readership has gone down since Google discontinued Google Reader?  I know that I have not kept up on reading other people's blogs nearly as much as I used to since it was taken off line.  The Google Reader was so great - and now I'm not sure how to find something that is equal.

There hasn't been much to update, though I think we are at a good place now.  I don't push or suggest anything.  I take whatever she gives, whenever she gives it.  I do my own things to try to please her, but I know she doesn't want a relationship where I am her slave or doing everything for her.  Whenever I notice that she's busy or stressed I make sure to do something to help her out.  That can be anything from the chocolate on the pillow, or doing the errand or something else.

A good example is that recently we were sitting there and she noticed her toes were starting to chip and she said "look how bad my toes are, you're not keeping up on your job."  I ended up doing her toes, but here's the thing: had I not offered to do them later on, she would not have mentioned anything about it, nor would she have ordered me to do it.  Nor was there any "punishment" for letting them get bad.  And here's the other side of that coin - if I were to try to institute a rule where I work on her toes at least once a week, she wouldn't like that either.  She would not like the rigidity of the whole thing and more importantly, she would feel that I was doing too much for her, which in turn would make her feel guilty.

So I try my best to do the things I know will make her happy.  Would I want a more involved and/or intense WLM?  Yep.  But since she doesn't desire it, my desire for it is much less than it used to be.

In other news.........people need air to breath.

At least the writer of this article recognized how silly it was that a study was done to determine this.  Next headline you'll read is that fish like the water.

http://news.yahoo.com/science-women-prefer-larger-penises-203118125.html

More Acceptance

Recently my wife was working at night.  She was not sure when she would be home.  After I put the kids to bed, I had been still feeling the pull of the light cross-dressing I engage in from time to time.  Either wearing some women's clothing or in this case, I decided to paint my toes.

I was upstairs on our bed painting them a nice pink color.  I was almost done with one foot when I heard her walk through the door.  Now, despite her knowledge that I do these things and the fact that my underwear drawer is half boxer, 1/4 thongs and 1/4 other panties which is fully within her knowledge, I always still get apprehensive.  I wonder if she's going to react negatively.  I immediately felt a pang of regret and wondered if I could hide the "evidence."  I immediately realized that would be futile because my toes were still wet and because the smell of polish is so pungent and unmistakable.

So, I sat and continued to polish as she walked in.  We made small talk for a bit and she wasn't even mentioning what I was doing.  I feared she was just going to ignore the so called elephant in the room, but as she was taking off her work clothes and changing, she said "you're doing them pink?  They look nice."  And that was that.  That simple comment made me feel very good.  We went about the rest of the night like we normally would.

Later that week, I was scheduled to go to a party that I thought was something like a jumpy house for the kids.  One that I would be required to be in the jumpy house, with my shoes off.  About 3-4 hours before the party, she reminded me about the party.  Without talking to her about the party, I ended up going to the bathroom to remove the polish.  I figured with my shoes off, I didn't want to take any chances with my socks getting pulled off or anything like that.  No need to embarrass myself or deal with kids in that manner.

Before the party started, she came down from the bathroom and asked why I took the polish off.  She had seen the pads with pink on it in the garbage can.  I explained my concern and she said "Oh, that's too bad.  It's not that kind of a party.  I wish you had asked me.  You had done such a good job and they looked great."  And that made me feel even better!  She is great.

Kink Ebbs and Flows

Shouldn't be a surprise, but there are days and weeks where I'm not the least bit kinky.  On the other hand, as time passes there is a slow build up and it becomes all consuming.  It's difficult to shake.  I'm sitting here, wearing a thong and pantyhose under my work clothes.

I think I've explained this before, but when I edge myself, I can feel contractions, there is a little bit of cum that I can feel deep inside and it is absolutely not an orgasm per-se because nothing ejaculates.  I can mentally stop from "cumming," though there are little contractions.  If I squeeze from the base, under my balls, I can get some of the cum out.  I've already done that twice today and consumed the cum that comes out.

What's interesting too is that there is a very strong desire to consume the little bit of cum that comes out and that does not go away.  Yet when I fully ejaculate and cum, the desire to consume immediately goes away.