Different Day  

3rdParty07 57M
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12/22/2005 3:30 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Different Day

Went to a friends house for what was going to be for an unknown duration...back by Xmas eve at the latest. Drove the distance to meet this online friend of about a year. She's the same in RL as online...a pleasant suprize and relief for me. She used me as her escort to a functional dinner that her boss made her attend with fours notice and I acted and dressed accordingly which pleased my hostess enough for her to offer to buy me dinner the next night. Well I spent the night on the couch as planned. With the cat. As intended. This wasn't a trip to get laid...two functions...to meet this gal I'd flirted and picked on and bantered with for a year and to have a chance to think about what my wife wants from me as far as swinging goes. I went into the relationship with monogamy in mind as she claimed to want also. Then she wanted to revisit her life as a lesbian. Well...it doesn't matter what sex you are or what sex your partner is...monogamy is monogamy..you're either fucking around or you aren't. Even consentual or monitored sex is less than monogamy. Well all of a sudden with this trip she's decided she's not ready to have a girlfriend again yet. She read my blog in LiveJournal, which I have now deleted so as not to be stonewalled with it, and decided I'd planned the whole trip just to see if I could get some pussy on the side. Over the phone we went over all of the entries I'd made for the last month and with me looking at it at the same time with her I could not, nor could she, find any reference to my wanting to boink this gal. In fact of matter, I'd expressly stated the opposite as the girl is fresh from being stalked by an ex who's forced her to abandon a life of living in close proximity to her family and friends to hide out half way across the country. Oh Yeah...this is a girl who's just dying to get a prick waved in her face..yeah right...
Ok so I didn't tell my wife where I was going initially on my out of towner...might be because I wasn't fucking sure until the morning I left. I didn't even tell the girl I was coming until she got an email from me 2 hours before I hit the road to get there. Sue me for spontaneous actions...it's part of what makes me tick and part of what attracted my wife to me to begin with.
Anyways, I cut the trip short and missed what promised to be a great evening with a friend to hustle back home to try to see if I could get back to the basics with my wife. She's insisting again that I don't want her to have her lesbian friends. Not true..at all...I'll not cut her off from her friends anymore than I expect her to stop me from driving to see my friends when I want to. I just don't believe that sex is a necessary part of being anyone's friend...unless in the lesbian world it's some kind of ritual that you have to rub cooter's to reestablish bonds or some such crap...and I've never heard of that one in spite of knowing hundreds of lesbians prior to meeting my wife. So if she decides to fuck around..I'll know..this town is too small and she's too transparent to me now that I know what to look for in her face.
I'm still sorely tempted to bring home a little sub/slave to plant between my loves legs though just to show the wench that I'm not the uptight fuck she thinks I am...but when I'm fucking this same gal in the ass while she's eating out my wife I don't want to hear later about how I enjoyed myself a little too much.
Once again I feel that my wife wants to keep me a secret from her lesbian world and a separate life with me that she can access either world with the wind of whimsy and speed of blink. Comes down to having to make appointments for fucking really. With no chance for spontaneous motions on my part as they will no doubt collide with some pre planned thing that I can't know anything about because it's the other world. So in exchange I'll just let her know that everytime she wants to do something with me I'm going to be busy with someone else until she gets a clue and either dumps my ass or comes around to reality of what a relationship means. A two way relationship..not one where the other sits at home like a blow up doll and waits for inflation. I'll either be the priority or I'll be absent when desired. When her Ex fucks her over again and she turns to me..I'll be kind and gentle and smelling of someone elses snatch.


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