No, no, tippler, this is a great topic. It's just not natural for people to be that honest, even somewhere as pseudo-anonymous as here.
Couple hours ago, StellaLuna and I woke up from a nap together. We were lying there naked in the spots of sunlight bleeding through the holes in the blinds. We've been sort of teasing each other for the last few days, but other obligations and a cold we've all been sharing has cramped our time and our mood, and we've been missing each other badly. And now we finally had each other all to ourselves for a while, and could take the opportunity.
So while she's rocking gently on top of me, a moment comes when I look up and see her face and I'm suddenly struck by who this woman IS. I suddenly see this amazing, beautiful, brilliant woman with whom for the last nearly-two years I've had the amazing good fortune to share my home and my bed and my wife. And what really strikes me is just how unlikely it seemed, two-plus years ago, that here, at 3:00pm on a sunny Sunday afternoon in October, that I would be here, in my bed, deep inside her. I had to stop and laugh at how improbable this all was. And then next thing I knew I was having an orgasm.
That's one thing sex is for me--an opportunity to reconnect deeply with my partner(s). That's not all it is (and it's not always that) but that's what it was today.
It's not normal for people to talk this honestly, is why this thread hasn't exploded. But it's exciting to read--hence the high read/post ratio. But it's worthwhile, even when it seems like it's not. WK's last post was as honest and vulnerable as I think I've ever seen him be--including his "hot tea" thread, which you'd think would be totally open, but didn't lay down his facade like that last post on this thread did. And I'm singling out WK, but it's all of us; this OP asks us to set down the facade of civility and admit to each other that there's a sexual animal over here where I am, invites us to let that out for others to see. We're afraid of what people will think, or embarrassed to be caught being emotional or something. I think of that as being harder for men than women, though that may not be actually the case.
Ironically, when we're invited into another person's reality like that, all that happens is that we love them a little more for it. Case in point, tippler, I have to confess, I've had a tiny crush on you for a quite while, and after that OP its a little bit less tiny.
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