I talked to my ex-husband today, and he said: "I'm sorry, it's just teasing, I won't make an actual move ever again, but you're the only woman I ever just look at and get immediately hard for, and it's only a few more years before our kid is fully grown and we don't see each other anymore.
After play, he checks in to see if I'm okay, which on the surface looks like great form—aftercare and all—but this also feels manipulative.
How can I pull things back to where I'm comfortable? Tired Of Overreaching From A Shitty Top A top who reopens negotiations about limits and what's on the BDSM menu during a scene—a time when the sub will feel tremendous pressure to, well, submit—is not a top you can trust.
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But how harmful is it to engage in flirty banter without any touching, nudity, or worse?
I hate having secrets, as I feel they are barriers to intimacy, but I'm a thirtysomething mom and it is so fucking unbearably sexy to be made to feel so desirable even after all that shit between us and it'll never, ever happen because hell no am I sleeping with my ex-hubby, but knowing this man will never get a whiff of my pussy again but can't help but beg for it with his eyes gives me a sense of power like I've never fucking felt before, but even so I don't want to be a terrible person for hiding this from my CP because I don't like having secrets from him but this is just one that turns me on to no end but I should nip this in the bud and put a stop to it yesterday because it's wrong, right?
I married my high-school sweetheart at 17, had a baby, together a few years, mental illness and subsequent infidelity led to things ending.
My ex-husband remarried, divorced again, and is now in another LTR.
I understand that everyone loves tits, even if they're not turned on by them, and gay men can sleep with a girl and actually just... I also know that her antidepressants can kill sex drive. Am I insecure or is there something to these worries?
All three things at once feel like more than just coincidence, though. You Pick The Acronym I Gotta Get To Work Your girlfriend's best friend isn't gay, YPTAIGGTW, he's bisexual—so, yeah, it's entirely possible M is fucking your girlfriend, since fucking girls is something bisexual guys do and, according to one study, they're better at it. I quickly met someone who swept me off my feet—smart, funny, sexy, proudly pervy, and experienced in the BDSM scene—and soon he declared himself as my Dom and I assumed the sub role. I loved taking his orders, knowing how much my subservience pleased him, and surprising myself with just how much pain and humiliation I could take. When I say I'm uncomfortable with the extremely transgressive territory he wants to explore, he says, "I'm your master and you take my orders." I think this is shitty form—the bottom should always set the limits.
Secret Longings Utterly Titillating I love a good run-on sentence—grammar fetishists are going to get off on diagramming that doozy you closed with—so I'm going to give it a shot, too: I don't see the harm in enjoying your ex-husband's flirtations so long as you're certain you'll never, ever take him up on his standing offer, but you are playing with fire here, SLUT, so pull on a pair of asbestos panties when you know you'll be seeing your ex-hubby, and I don't think you should feel bad about this secret because while honesty is great generally and while the keeping of secrets is frowned upon by advice professionals reflexively, SLUT, a little mystery, a little distance, a little erotic autonomy keeps our sex lives with long-term partners hot—even monogamous relationships—so instead of seeing this secret as a barrier to intimacy, SLUT, remind yourself that the erotic charge you get from your ex-hubby—the way he makes you feel desirable—benefits your CP, because he's the one who will be getting a big, fat whiff of your pussy when you get home and there's nothing wrong with that, right? Her best friend "M" is a gay man she's known since high school. He seems cool, but lately I've been wondering if he and J are fucking behind my back. Even a kiss on the cheek happens less than once a week.