I’ve been doing a lot of reading about polyamory and it is a whole new language and set of concepts: unicorns, triads, polyfidelity… Whatever a thing is, it’ll be labelled and categorised.
The key concept that repeatedly comes up is communication. That’s no surprise, any relationship needs this at its core, in a form that works for whoever is involved.
Continue reading “Communication Breakdown”
I’m not good at thinking on my feet and need time to process conversations and situations. What I am good at however, is pattern matching and making connections, treating it all as data I guess, that can be interpreted until I understand who/what I’m dealing with. This isn’t necessarily the best thing for an overthinker but does lead to interesting insights, so I’m not going to complain too loudly.
Continue reading “Connecting the Dots”
I half-woke to delicious bursts of pain on my neck and shoulders. TSH spooned behind me, his cock pressing into the small of my back whilst he bit and sucked until I moaned.
Continue reading “Wake Up”
One of the things I’ve recently realised is how much TSH does for me. As well as being a sadistic top, he’s also got a side of him that wants to care for and nurture me. When our relationship is working well, this is good for both of us but right now it’s a huge problem.
Continue reading “Wanting vs Needing”
I had a choice of blog posts lined up today… one about my first kiss and a very serious conversation with FLG and the other, about TSH’s missed opportunity to fuck another woman. But neither of them seemed right.
I’m currently sat outside in the sun, a gentle breeze running through my hair, barefoot because it’s warm enough. Work-wise, I’ve not done anything other than check my emails for the past couple of days (good for a workaholic to know that it doesn’t all go to shit without me on it 24/7) and my head’s all over the place. The bucolic scene in the background belies the fact that I have 48 hours left to make the decision of my life, knowing whatever I choose, it is the hardest choice I’ll ever make…
Continue reading “Stuck (Heart Vs Head)”