Wimp
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Warning: There is no explicit sex in this story.
Am I a wimp? At the time, each decision seemed to be based on the situation at hand. I was not aware of any pattern. But when I look back now, it could easily be argued that I regularly wimped out.
There are countless decisions and disagreements in nearly 25 years of marriage for even the most compatible couples. Each time you have to evaluate whether it is important enough to insist on your position, whether hers is acceptable or whether a compromise can be struck. She has to assess the same thing.
All right, maybe it sounds too academic or too confusing in the abstract. The first crucial decision I remember, although I'm sure there were others that preceded it, was over where to go on our honeymoon. She wanted to go to a beach. I wanted to go anywhere else. I suggested San Francisco with its many ethnic communities, eclectic architecture, cultural and sporting events and quality restaurants. I suggested New Orleans, with its Vieux Carre, the Garden District, countless world famous restaurants including two Emerils, shops, cafes and Cajun cooking classes. I suggested Seattle, surrounded by breathtaking mountains, lakes for swimming and fishing, boating, hiking, the Pacific Ocean, fine dining and close proximity to Victoria for a change of pace. We compromised on Aruba.
Okay, I gave in. I'll grant that the beach was beautiful to look at. But that was just sixty seconds of our week. There were wonderful places to eat and I really did enjoy Tango Parilla Argentina, where the Argentine beef was exquisite and two tango exhibitions we saw were sexy and exciting. But during the day she lay out on the beach and tanned, and sweated and was hot and uncomfortable and smelly. I don't understand the allure. I stayed in our air-conditioned room and read.
Of course I enjoyed it. Reading has always been very special to me and I am happy with every opportunity I get. But I had this silly idea that during this week away from everyone we knew, devoid of responsibilities and schedules and deadlines, we would crave an excess of togetherness. I imagined we would be constantly touching and kissing to the giggling of little children and the envy and disgust of their parents; that it would instantly be evident to all from our gluttony for each other that we were newlyweds.
I had not imagined the daily pleasure of reading in our room followed by her shower to remove the stench from her rapidly darkening body before we could steep ourselves in newly married indulgence.
Do I regret giving in? Hell no. I much prefer the mountains. I love to fish. I like to hike in the shade of towering oaks. But no matter where we went I was going to spend more time making love than eating. Given that, and that I desperately loved her, going where she wanted was nowhere near a deal breaker. It just wasn't important enough to me to insist on a compromise, let alone my position.
I was insistent the next summer. She wanted the Outer Banks. I wanted the mountains. This time I stood my ground and we vacationed in the Poconos. It didn't quite turn out the way I expected. She didn't care for fishing or hiking. She spent most days lying by the pool getting tanned, sweaty, hot, uncomfortable and smelly. But I got to go out and do some of the things I enjoyed. We even got to have some bass I caught for dinner one night in our villa.
And there were two activities for which she gladly joined me. We spent a day at the flea market merrily shopping. We also spent part of another day at the Outlets, although I'm pretty sure it wasn't my idea.
Mostly, though, I gave in on small things too unimportant to remember.
I do remember discussions about clothing and about my hair because they had a similar theme and a familiar pattern.
"You need a haircut."
"It's not bad. I can go for a few more weeks."
"We have a party this weekend."
"And?"
"You need to look good. Don't you get this yet? How you look reflects on me. If I let you go out looking unkempt it says something about how I manage my relationship, about who I chose to marry, about who I am."
And there I am at a decision point. I'm going to get my hair cut at some point. We're arguing over when. If I insist on waiting, am I just being petulant? Is this the proper time to discuss why she thinks of it as her relationship and not ours? She could have said that she's proud of how I have maintained my fitness and it makes her happy to share her good fortune with our friends. Do I want to argue about how she phrased it? Should when I get a haircut be the launching pad for a discussion, well, it might start that way but it would end up as an argument, of the whole nature of our relationship?
"Yes dear." Flat, emotionless, practiced, hostile. She knew exactly what it meant. She too chose not to turn this into an argument. There would be another opportunity for that on Saturday evening.
"I've laid out what I want you to wear."
"That jacket is wool. I'll be itching all night."
"But it looks so good on you."
"Yeah, but it feels awful."
"You can scratch when you get home. It's just one night and you'll look terrific."
What I thought were compelling, logical arguments had been rebuffed. We had to leave in ten minutes. It would be uncomfortable but not painful. Was this the time and the reason to draw a line in the sand?
"Yes dear." Bitch.
That's not the always the way it goes. There is another popular variation.
"All right, wear whatever you want."
For those of you who are newly married I will translate this into English. "If you don't wear what I've told you, I'll spend at least the next few days being sullen, unresponsive and generally unpleasant. I'll find ways to make you regret you didn't use that pathetic, 'Yes dear.'"
There were other equally weighty matters over which we differed. It wasn't just what I would wear, but what I had available to wear.
"You need some new casual shirts."
"I'm happy with the ones I have."
"I'm not."
"What's wrong with them? They're comfortable. I like the colors. They're fine."
"They're old. People have seen you in them a million times. You need new ones."
"I'm not going shopping for new shirts."
"Fine. I'll buy them for you."
"Don't. I'm happy with these."
Of course, she would buy them. Then the issue could become what I was wearing because these new shirts were now available and the old ones were anathema to her.
How had it come to this? I remember standing up earlier in our marriage. I remember being willing to argue over the stupid little things. I remember losing anyway. Had I taught her that all she needed to do was be sufficiently persistent that I would turn into a spineless wimp? I would later learn that, apparently, I had.
At one of those Saturday night parties that I could happily have done without, I noticed that she was flirting with Howard Dodge. It was more than flirting. She was playing up to him like a sycophant, touching him, flipping her hair. I could understand the choice if not the behavior. He was about five years younger than us and had lost little of his good looks to age. Sally was 5'10" in her three inch heels so he must have been around 6' tall. Unlike mine, his hair had no gray. He was not heavy and looked classic in his blue suit. Other women would flirt with him at these parties but Sally seemed to have taken it to a new level.
I was staring, my displeasure obvious. He noticed but it didn't seem to bother him at all. I would have expected different. I have a few inches on him and a good thirty to forty pounds. Maybe it wasn't evident that it was muscle. Sally picked out clothing that wouldn't make me look like a gym rat.
They headed into another room. I guess I must have made them uncomfortable. Damn shame. I followed, angling my way through groups distributed in no particular pattern.
I followed through the kitchen and noticed a movement out of the corner of my eye. They were in a small pantry, their arms loosely around each others' waists, kissing lightly.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"You don't have to take that tone of voice. We're just fooling around."
"I can see that. What makes you think this is all right?"
"Hey man, chill. We're just having a little fun."
"I'm not talking to you; I'm talking to my wife. But if you want to toss in your two cents, tell me why on earth you think this is okay. Is your wife going to think this is fun?"
"You leave her out of this."
"Fine. You leave my wife out of this."
"Bruce, you're making a scene."
"Yeah, what are you gonna do about it?" asked Howard.
I didn't have a plan. I could easily pound him but that might land me in jail. I could physically separate them but that wouldn't stop them from doing it later, and did nothing to address my problem with Sally. I swiftly headed back to the living room. I could hear them laughing as I departed.
I scanned the room and found her. "Alice, I need to talk to you in the kitchen."
"What is it Bruce?"
"Let's go in there and we can talk."
Was it the cowardly or wise? I quickly guided her to the pantry before she could speak. She had none of my ambivalence when she saw them breaking their kiss. "Howard! Get your fucking hands off that slut."
"Alice honey, we were just fooling around."
"I saw. We're going home. Now."
He followed meekly. Not so tough, are you, when confronted by a real... woman.
"Bruce, how could you? You humiliated me. You owe me a huge apology."
"I owe you? It'll be a cold day in hell."
"You're going to get to know first hand what a cold day is like." She stormed off.
She needn't have left. I couldn't have said anything. I was too stunned.
How had this happened? There was outright disrespect, disdain in her voice. She acted as if whatever she wanted, she had coming to her. Had our relationship been slowly cooked like the frog that starts out in cold water and doesn't notice as it heats up slowly until he is dinner? I'm sure I would have done something if I had noticed. And now, having reached this sad state of affairs, was it over? Was there any hope of salvaging our relationship?
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My first sexual experience I was 16, horny and single – not a good mix! Although I was attractive with short blonde hair, a toned body and deep blue eye, I had never had sex or a real relationship. I live in New York with my family and go to school. This say began like every other with me going to school bored and coming home bored. My friend for a few years, Adam, was a bit shorter than me with dark brown hair, brown eyes and a nice tan. Me and Adam were walking through my neighbourhood...
black stockings/tights,high heels,greying hair & immaculate make-up,"come in,you must be David, Susans told me all about you" "all good i hope" i replied,"oh yes ,she says your very good" i felt myself blushing at this as she lead us into the lounge & poured us some wine,"could you do me a favour?"Glenda asked"the dog has gone out into the garden & won't come in & as you can see i'm not really dressed for traipsing around out there,would you go & get it in for me please?" o.k. i...
My eyelids were heavy and as I slowly opened them, the light hurt. As my head started to pound I tried to move, but the pain stopped me. “Anna, oh Anna,” I heard my mother whispering. “She’s awake,” she said louder. When I tried to turn my head toward her voice, she told me not to move. I felt pain all over my body as an image flashed of Jeremy above me angry and the feeling of cold air on my skin. ‘What was that? When was that?’ I asked myself. I cringed and immediately felt more pain in my...
First TimeDexter was pleased with the article he was about to post on the website. The title of the article was, “The Customer is Always Right?” The question mark in the title was the whole point of the article. The past week had been spent interviewing people who worked in a service capacity. Some of the stories they told were very interesting. One waiter had relayed a story about the time a woman yanked on his arm while he was walking past her table, carrying a tray of food for another table. The...
The following story is strictly fiction and for erotic fantasies . And the summer was there! It had been there for months. It was now July and I had gone north to see my cousins. there were three of them ages 7 ,9, and 11. The two youngest were girls and the oldest a boy. I had always enjoyed visiting my cousins up north, it let me get way from my parents and hang with my little cousin Nate. At the time I was 14 , and as stated earlier he was 11. I had been staying with them for a couple...
The story begins with me moving to my aunt’s place since my parents went abroad for a while.My aunt had two children.She was in an arranged marriage, with no sex life.She had a good body, was around forty-two years old, but was incredibly hot.Her daughter was four years younger to me, her breasts were still growing but she looked really pretty.For a few months, things went on fine to school, she went for work and so on.One day I was feeling incredibly horny, and it so happened that we were...
IncestWhen it was six in the morning in Silver Orb, Nevada, it was nine in Pensacola, Florida. Hank in Pensacola was going over the latest spreadsheets from Operation Goldfish Bowl and the intersection points with the investigation on the recent senator assassinations when his virtual desk signaled an incoming priority call from Nancy in Silver Orb. "What's the bad news?" Hank said when Nancy's face appeared on the wall opposite the desk. "It's Charles and his wife," Nancy choked up, put...
Ceri looked up at Sara, who stood, keeping the crop under Ceri's chin. Once again the aroma of Sara's cotton panties filled her nostrils. Sara pushed the crop under Ceri's bra strap, flicking it off her shoulder. She repeated the action with Ceri's second strap, though the bra stayed in place."Stand up, Ceri!" Standing as instructed, she instinctively put her hands behind her. The crop was traced over her nipples, the bra straps hanging down her arms as her nipples hardened. Sara pushed...
BDSMFor Mr & Mrs BHaving chatted to Mrs B for sometime over the net, telling each other what we wanted, and her describing how wet she got when Mr B came home to read our chats in the day, Mrs B admitted that she couldnt wait to meet.She said she could only do in the daytimes, as she wanted to meet me alone without Mr B at first.Slightly confused by this, as we had always discussed a threesum, I still readily agreed.Days went by and I kept imagining her sexy body in my arms, how good she looked...
Introduction: Mark founds the Naked Jogging Club to make jogging fun. And he has a lot of fun. The Devils Pact by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 The Devils Pact Side Story: Jogging Club Day One, Monday, June 10, 2013: Anastasia Notes: Takes place during Chapter 10. It was six AM when I slipped out of the house for my morning jog, alone. My husband was still asleep, snoring like a lumberjack sawing wood. I wish Stan would join me, I would bug him to go jogging, to stay in shape, and he would,...
Right after he left I went up stairs and put an ad on the internet to suck dick. I knew I should had never of sucked his dick because it just open up my vault and let out the cock sucking whore that I am. I tried so hard to put that side of me away, but now its back. Soon I was getting emails non-stop. All these guys wanted to get their cocks sucked. They all said that they wanted their cocks sucked by a cheating whore of a wife. I started to set up meeting when I could. But I was sucking his...