I've had the most interesting month!
It seems that, by some weird crack in the universe, I'm actually having thoughts of a "Friend with Benefits " .
This particular chain of events began right after I'd posted how much a tool i was.. boo hoo, poor poor me- move on and quit cryin' like a B***H !
It was about this time I'd began to feel either REALLY confident, or REALLY horny (which I'd prefer the former, but will accept the latter willingly.) when I began talking to several women I've been friends with over the years.
These were NOT intimate friends by any measure.. just typical, amicable friends.
Not going into detail, I have, not coincidentally, BECOME intimately involved (and I LOVE IT!) with some of them (No, not all, that would be like, I'm not joking. 40, 45 maybe?).
One thing that gets me right between the blades (in my HEART, of all places), is the look that I've seen in some of their eyes as I'm leaving... that "when are you going to come back" look...
Sometimes , it makes me NOT want to leave... it's tough, been there done that, felt the other.
That said, I feel I have the right, as a single person, to explore and expand my horizons.
I'm not promised to ANYONE , and tomorrow's not promised to ME- so I have to enjoy myself, True?
To be honest, (okay, confession on the shrink's couch, anyone?)
I've slept with maybe 6 of them in the last month (yeah yeah-BOO HISS HISS!! I'm the bad guy, no.. I'm not- read on!)
Anyway, they know of each other!
Each one- heck, ONE of them even "referred" me to 2 others of this seductive sextet , so don't even consider me being an ass!
I have, with these women, been able to indulge quite a few fantasies, singly for the most part, BUT... things DO happen.
I feel really free, and I don't feel like I'm being a dog, because they all know I'm sleeping with them (and, oddly enough, NO one else-if that makes sense).
The BEST part is, that, outside of sex, I relate differently with each one.. I can discuss politics and computers with one, and Art-rock with another; cooking cajun shrimp with another, and going to a movie with another; feeding the farm animals, or walking the dogs...
It's sort of funny- there are times when they will end up in the same place and they'll joke asking each other in VERY friendly manners, if I was up to "par" that night, or what positions,did we do it in the cornfield or the tarmac (don't ask!)and these conversations usually leave me looking and feeling REALLY sheepishly.
I'm not bragging , even though It may at first seem like it-
no- strike that- I AM bragging: Not about all the sex I'm getting
(Here's to the end of a LOOOOOOOOOONG dry spell!),
Rather, the complete friendships I'm having by virtue of six delicious women, ages 27,37, 41, 43, 45, ,and 61 (!!!)whom I can relate with on a physical , mental , AND emotional level, without ANYONE being jealous or feeling ill will toward the others.
And, yes, if you were wondering, we practice safe sex (unless we're using caramel topping...JUST KIDDING!!!):biggrin1::biggrin1::biggrin1::biggrin1:
It seems that, by some weird crack in the universe, I'm actually having thoughts of a "Friend with Benefits " .
This particular chain of events began right after I'd posted how much a tool i was.. boo hoo, poor poor me- move on and quit cryin' like a B***H !
It was about this time I'd began to feel either REALLY confident, or REALLY horny (which I'd prefer the former, but will accept the latter willingly.) when I began talking to several women I've been friends with over the years.
These were NOT intimate friends by any measure.. just typical, amicable friends.
Not going into detail, I have, not coincidentally, BECOME intimately involved (and I LOVE IT!) with some of them (No, not all, that would be like, I'm not joking. 40, 45 maybe?).
One thing that gets me right between the blades (in my HEART, of all places), is the look that I've seen in some of their eyes as I'm leaving... that "when are you going to come back" look...
Sometimes , it makes me NOT want to leave... it's tough, been there done that, felt the other.
That said, I feel I have the right, as a single person, to explore and expand my horizons.
I'm not promised to ANYONE , and tomorrow's not promised to ME- so I have to enjoy myself, True?
To be honest, (okay, confession on the shrink's couch, anyone?)
I've slept with maybe 6 of them in the last month (yeah yeah-BOO HISS HISS!! I'm the bad guy, no.. I'm not- read on!)
Anyway, they know of each other!
Each one- heck, ONE of them even "referred" me to 2 others of this seductive sextet , so don't even consider me being an ass!
I have, with these women, been able to indulge quite a few fantasies, singly for the most part, BUT... things DO happen.
I feel really free, and I don't feel like I'm being a dog, because they all know I'm sleeping with them (and, oddly enough, NO one else-if that makes sense).
The BEST part is, that, outside of sex, I relate differently with each one.. I can discuss politics and computers with one, and Art-rock with another; cooking cajun shrimp with another, and going to a movie with another; feeding the farm animals, or walking the dogs...
It's sort of funny- there are times when they will end up in the same place and they'll joke asking each other in VERY friendly manners, if I was up to "par" that night, or what positions,did we do it in the cornfield or the tarmac (don't ask!)and these conversations usually leave me looking and feeling REALLY sheepishly.
I'm not bragging , even though It may at first seem like it-
no- strike that- I AM bragging: Not about all the sex I'm getting
(Here's to the end of a LOOOOOOOOOONG dry spell!),
Rather, the complete friendships I'm having by virtue of six delicious women, ages 27,37, 41, 43, 45, ,and 61 (!!!)whom I can relate with on a physical , mental , AND emotional level, without ANYONE being jealous or feeling ill will toward the others.
And, yes, if you were wondering, we practice safe sex (unless we're using caramel topping...JUST KIDDING!!!):biggrin1::biggrin1::biggrin1::biggrin1: