Statepalace -> RE: Things said in the heat of the, uh, moment (1/13/2008 10:41:24 PM)
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L&M - the only thing that makes me feel even the tiniest bit ok about not sharing this is the fact that a blind and deaf cocker spaniel could tell I'm in love with Him. I've made it as obvious as possible without either saying the word or having "I heart my Dom" tattooed on my ass. I do have every intention of talking to Him about how I feel; I'm just putting it off till May. LA - you're right, I am avoiding the issue and insecure. I suppose some background info might help with this one. I've really appreciated the help everyone has given, and since I haven't posted an introduction this might help. I am insecure. As of the spring of 2007 it had been nearly seven years since I dated. During that time I had been in an exclusive relationship with my ex-husband. After being separated for over a year, I finalized my divorce last year. When the ex and I first separated in spring of 2006, I made a decision to become the old woman with cats. No men, no dating, didn't want to ever do it again. I had the cats, all I needed to do was make it to old age. A year later in the spring of 2007, and the year of no sex had weakened my resolve considerably. So, for the first time ever, I set out to have casual sex. The last thing I wanted was a relationship, and since I had never been intimate outside of my two long term "in love" relationships and one close, caring "friends with benefits" situation, this was a new thing. Dating again was strange. Not only was it strange to be dating as a nearly 30 year old instead of a 21 year old, I hadn't done much of it when I was younger. Heck, I went on more first dates last year than I've ever had in all the years before that. Ever. I didn't attend high school (was home schooled after 7th grade due to moving in with my bio-father), and so didn't have that well of experience to draw on. College saw me becoming exclusive with the second person that I ever dated, so not a lot of background experience there either. So, despite being really insecure about the whole subject, I start dating. I even have sex with a couple people, go me. For a while I really didn't know if I could, without it being "serious". Watching "Sex and the City" reruns helped get my courage up. One night in May I get this urge to write out one of my sexual fantasies. Probably from being so frustrated with my sex life. I post it on Craigslist, just to see what would happen. Now, I've been "kink aware" since about 18, (growing up partly in New Orleans, as a child I though fetish outfits were just cool Mardi Gras clothing) but all of my "I want you to spank me" requests have always been met with a "Why??" from my partners. I figured now was the time to boldly go, well, wherever. If I'm having casual sex, why not make it the casual sex I really want to have? Part of it, too, was just my way of declaring my preferences to the world. "World, I'm kinky!" It was the totally anonymous world of Craigslist, but I figured it was a start. I didn't expect much in the way of replies. Seriously didn't expect anything worthwhile. Of all the responses, one blew me away. We talked for a few days, then met. Mind blowing first experience with this stuff. I was thrilled, pleased with myself for having been so brave, and didn't expect it to be anything but a one night stand.
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