I would like to tell the stories of some of my wife's experiences

[AllenEthanM]

First,on the point of my not wanting to be too boastful. I'm not above tooting my own horn from time to time and I'm certainly not too shy. It's just that I find it distasteful when people brag constantly,so I certainly don't want to do that myself. That said,I put a lot of effort into being the best I can be,and with the emphasis on sexy,because that's what matters most.

I was going to a party with Danny,who never addresses me with Aunt Lisa,thankfully. It was at a club that has a section that's available to rent for private parties. This one was by a group that's connected to local sports,and although most of the attendees were certain to be closer to Danny's age than to mine,there would almost certainly be some there who know me,if only by my name and face. Our purpose for going was for Danny to introduce me to some young black men. Our plan was to be at the party just long enough to make an appearance and meet a short list of them,then go to meet Charles,a 29-year-old Army veteran,at his apartment. I won't lie. I was nervous about going to the party,which was Danny's idea. He insisted that it was a great opportunity to get to know several of them in the short time we have to spend here nowadays,and went on and on about what an impression I was sure to make on them. Danny's dazzled,but one has to consider the hormones in play on his part. My hope was that his black friends would be at least fractionally as impressed with me.

I'd thought about it off and on all day,and I was still trying to decide as I stared at my image in the full-length mirror on the closet door. I wore a simply made orange and cream pattern halter dress that has a low neckline and the hem's higher on the left side than on the right. Halters often fit me better than almost anything I can wear without a bra,and I wasn't wearing panties.

Hubby was lying on the bed watching me get ready. He had shaved my pussy before my shower,as he does as often as possible. I only do it myself when we're apart for a few days.

I got the snap case from my suitcase that holds a few pieces of jewelry,selected a pair of plain hoops,and put them on,then sat in a chair and got into my orange high heels. As I stepped back in front of the mirror,I was still trying to decide.

I reached inside the snap case and found the small chain with the spade pendant and held it for my hubby to come and put it around my neck. He quietly complied and my heart raced as I looked at myself in the mirror one last time before kissing him and going out the door.

Lisa, you are never boastful, though there is much you could boast about. Fear not.
There is one thing I've wondered about, perhaps you have written about in the past, and I've missed or forgotten. If so I apologize. Both you and Hubby agree that Curt greatly shaped your sexual life and, in particular, how you relate to other black men. I wonder, from your perspective, how do you view him, and do you remain in contact with him? What qualities made him such a great teacher? He has certainly had a great influence on you. Do you know if he has helped other women in the same way? Finally, your contacts with other women seem to be limited by your own choice, but have you ever told othe Rd women about your sexual pleasures? You seem to be so qualified as an evangelist, maybe it's your not wanting to be boastful. I greatly admire your attitude and love this thread.

 

[seldomseen]

Lisa, you are never boastful, though there is much you could boast about. Fear not.
There is one thing I've wondered about, perhaps you have written about in the past, and I've missed or forgotten. If so I apologize. Both you and Hubby agree that Curt greatly shaped your sexual life and, in particular, how you relate to other black men. I wonder, from your perspective, how do you view him, and do you remain in contact with him? What qualities made him such a great teacher? He has certainly had a great influence on you. Do you know if he has helped other women in the same way? Finally, your contacts with other women seem to be limited by your own choice, but have you ever told othe Rd women about your sexual pleasures? You seem to be so qualified as an evangelist, maybe it's your not wanting to be boastful. I greatly admire your attitude and love this thread.

I'm on the road and just stopped for a break,so I can't answer your questions immediately,but I promise that I will asap. There's a lot to be said about Curt,and I love telling about him. He was wonderful beyond words to me. Thanks for your interest and your thoughtful questions. I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

 

[jbvg]

I'm on the road and just stopped for a break,so I can't answer your questions immediately,but I promise that I will asap. There's a lot to be said about Curt,and I love telling about him. He was wonderful beyond words to me. Thanks for your interest and your thoughtful questions. I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

As usual...super hot are you

I know you worry about Danny and your effect on him. But take comfort in knowing that you merely tapped into a part of him that was always there. He is having a great time.
And The reality check of you feeling emotional to see your husband say “Lisa will do what LISA will do“ or words to that effect. I understand his feelings. There’s a sort of bittersweet quality about the knowledge that you are out of control of what will happen. But that you also love it. It’s a Jealousy and a craving at the same time. A Yin Yang.
It comes with the territory. Sounds like you are both safe, though. It’s great that he gets a chance to tell you through this forum. For us, certainly. But especially for you guys. It’s kind of like having a very delicate conversation, made easier when you are both in the front seat of a car looking forward. Always easier to tread on really touchy areas when you’re not actually looking each other in the eyes. I can tell you I’ve had some very important conversations with my wife--and with my children--because I was able to keep my eyes on the road while listening in essence, his writing his feelings and you writing yours separately is good therapy . My three cents

 

[seldomseen]

I'm on the road and just stopped for a break,so I can't answer your questions immediately,but I promise that I will asap. There's a lot to be said about Curt,and I love telling about him. He was wonderful beyond words to me. Thanks for your interest and your thoughtful questions. I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Stopped to eat and still need to get some distance behind me,so I can get there tomorrow. I'm not putting you off. It's just that it's going to take some time to answer what you asked properly as it should be. For a brief start about Curt. He was ten years older than me and had been a combat medic in the Army. He had only been out of the Army for a couple of months when we met,and was working as a para-medic for the fire department. He was very smart in a lot of ways. He had studied dance and drama,and played with the idea of becoming an actor. On top of all that,he was a genuine sex fiend,a quality I tend to favor in men.

 

[seldomseen]

I know you worry about Danny and your effect on him. But take comfort in knowing that you merely tapped into a part of him that was always there. He is having a great time.
And The reality check of you feeling emotional to see your husband say “Lisa will do what LISA will do“ or words to that effect. I understand his feelings. There’s a sort of bittersweet quality about the knowledge that you are out of control of what will happen. But that you also love it. It’s a Jealousy and a craving at the same time. A Yin Yang.
It comes with the territory. Sounds like you are both safe, though. It’s great that he gets a chance to tell you through this forum. For us, certainly. But especially for you guys. It’s kind of like having a very delicate conversation, made easier when you are both in the front seat of a car looking forward. Always easier to tread on really touchy areas when you’re not actually looking each other in the eyes. I can tell you I’ve had some very important conversations with my wife--and with my children--because I was able to keep my eyes on the road while listening in essence, his writing his feelings and you writing yours separately is good therapy . My three cents

I think you're right about Danny. I certainly hope everything continues to go good.

Hubby said some of the same things you said,but not exactly in the same words. I've been more emotional than usual over the past several days. Wearing the spade pendant to the party was hugely emotional for me. One can ask why it was necessary,because Danny has already given them a lot of information about me. I can't really say why it was important for me to wear it,but it was. It challenged me in a way. I was nervous and emotional about doing it,but I did it anyway. I wanted to remove any doubt that any one of them might have had about how serious I am. Wearing the spade when I went to meet them was my way of solidifying my position with them,like a handshake,or yes,a commitment. It's really important for me to have a relationship with that group of young men. I can't give one specific reason why that is. It just is.

 

[jbvg]

I think you're right about Danny. I certainly hope everything continues to go good.

Hubby said some of the same things you said,but not exactly in the same words. I've been more emotional than usual over the past several days. Wearing the spade pendant to the party was hugely emotional for me. One can ask why it was necessary,because Danny has already given them a lot of information about me. I can't really say why it was important for me to wear it,but it was. It challenged me in a way. I was nervous and emotional about doing it,but I did it anyway. I wanted to remove any doubt that any one of them might have had about how serious I am. Wearing the spade when I went to meet them was my way of solidifying my position with them,like a handshake,or yes,a commitment. It's really important for me to have a relationship with that group of young men. I can't give one specific reason why that is. It just is.

I think you're right about Danny. I certainly hope everything continues to go good.

Hubby said some of the same things you said,but not exactly in the same words. I've been more emotional than usual over the past several days. Wearing the spade pendant to the party was hugely emotional for me. One can ask why it was necessary,because Danny has already given them a lot of information about me. I can't really say why it was important for me to wear it,but it was. It challenged me in a way. I was nervous and emotional about doing it,but I did it anyway. I wanted to remove any doubt that any one of them might have had about how serious I am. Wearing the spade when I went to meet them was my way of solidifying my position with them,like a handshake,or yes,a commitment. It's really important for me to have a relationship with that group of young men. I can't give one specific reason why that is. It just is.

What I wouldn't give, to be a fly on the wall to see their eyes eating you up. And you, saying yes.
Your sharing is such a gift to us. Probably for everyone involved, actually. So thanks again. Hottest--and most interesting-- thread I think I've ever read.

 

[seldomseen]

Lisa, you are never boastful, though there is much you could boast about. Fear not.
There is one thing I've wondered about, perhaps you have written about in the past, and I've missed or forgotten. If so I apologize. Both you and Hubby agree that Curt greatly shaped your sexual life and, in particular, how you relate to other black men. I wonder, from your perspective, how do you view him, and do you remain in contact with him? What qualities made him such a great teacher? He has certainly had a great influence on you. Do you know if he has helped other women in the same way? Finally, your contacts with other women seem to be limited by your own choice, but have you ever told othe Rd women about your sexual pleasures? You seem to be so qualified as an evangelist, maybe it's your not wanting to be boastful. I greatly admire your attitude and love this thread.

There's so much I could say about Curt that I could write pages. He actually pissed me off the very first time we talked by asking me straight out if Victor was fucking me. I popped my cork! Instead of answering him,I asked who he was to ask me such a question. I was livid! Then he laughed and I got even angrier. Minutes later,we were both apologizing,him for prying and me for going off on him.

After the initial fireworks,our friendship went straight up. We could talk and understand each other perfectly. There was virtually nothing that I didn't feel comfortable telling Curt,except that I never told him that Victor had been fucking me. I knew Victor wouldn't want me to tell him,so I didn't.

Curt's patience and his knowledge of dance and drama qualified him to teach me the things I wanted to learn to do well. That was to dance and entice and seduce men. I could dance,but not very well,and it's embarrassing to remember how inept I was at dealing with men. My lame attempts at flirting were not pretty. I loved to fuck,and I always did that well. If men came onto me,I could give them what they wanted,but if I wanted to lure them in,I was virtually helpless. I remember telling Curt that I wanted to make men want to fuck me. He told me that I could be great at it,and that he would teach me. He spent hours on end coaching me on every detail he thought was important. Walking,all manner of expressions and body language,everything,including how to measure how effective my efforts were.

Curt was voyeuristic. He enjoyed watching others engaged in sex,but he didn't want anyone to watch him. He invited guys over to meet me,and told me to always assume that every guy who came there would want to fuck me. It was up to me to make it happen,and Curt would watch me and critique me afterward when we were alone. He never corrected me or criticized me in front of anyone. He was the best friend and mentor I could've hoped for.

I don't know a lot about Curt's life after we left there,except that he left there only weeks after we did,and he died in a car wreck in the mid 1990's.

On the question of me and other women.....I am often standoffish. I have reasons,but I don't want to be as negative now as I would have to be to explain. I've only been really close with a few,Bonnie first and foremost among them. There have been others that I might have gotten closer to if time and opportunity had been better.

Evangelistic? Not me. I'm one of the last people on earth to want to influence other people. I can be a good friend to someone who's a good friend to me,like Bonnie. I think she was the only other woman I ever talked in depth to about men,sex,and my experiences and opinions. She knew what she wanted,and I helped to arrange for her opportunities with my hubby and black men.

Bonnie was different. Most women? I don't have eyes in the back of my head. OK,I'll stop and try to be nice.

 

[jbvg]

There's so much I could say about Curt that I could write pages. He actually pissed me off the very first time we talked by asking me straight out if Victor was fucking me. I popped my cork! Instead of answering him,I asked who he was to ask me such a question. I was livid! Then he laughed and I got even angrier. Minutes later,we were both apologizing,him for prying and me for going off on him.

After the initial fireworks,our friendship went straight up. We could talk and understand each other perfectly. There was virtually nothing that I didn't feel comfortable telling Curt,except that I never told him that Victor had been fucking me. I knew Victor wouldn't want me to tell him,so I didn't.

Curt's patience and his knowledge of dance and drama qualified him to teach me the things I wanted to learn to do well. That was to dance and entice and seduce men. I could dance,but not very well,and it's embarrassing to remember how inept I was at dealing with men. My lame attempts at flirting were not pretty. I loved to fuck,and I always did that well. If men came onto me,I could give them what they wanted,but if I wanted to lure them in,I was virtually helpless. I remember telling Curt that I wanted to make men want to fuck me. He told me that I could be great at it,and that he would teach me. He spent hours on end coaching me on every detail he thought was important. Walking,all manner of expressions and body language,everything,including how to measure how effective my efforts were.

Curt was voyeuristic. He enjoyed watching others engaged in sex,but he didn't want anyone to watch him. He invited guys over to meet me,and told me to always assume that every guy who came there would want to fuck me. It was up to me to make it happen,and Curt would watch me and critique me afterward when we were alone. He never corrected me or criticized me in front of anyone. He was the best friend and mentor I could've hoped for.

I don't know a lot about Curt's life after we left there,except that he left there only weeks after we did,and he died in a car wreck in the mid 1990's.

On the question of me and other women.....I am often standoffish. I have reasons,but I don't want to be as negative now as I would have to be to explain. I've only been really close with a few,Bonnie first and foremost among them. There have been others that I might have gotten closer to if time and opportunity had been better.

Evangelistic? Not me. I'm one of the last people on earth to want to influence other people. I can be a good friend to someone who's a good friend to me,like Bonnie. I think she was the only other woman I ever talked in depth to about men,sex,and my experiences and opinions. She knew what she wanted,and I helped to arrange for her opportunities with my hubby and black men.

Bonnie was different. Most women? I don't have eyes in the back of my head. OK,I'll stop and try to be nice.
If you stop, something terrible might happen here on earth. Earthquake, flood, drought, pestilence on some unthinkable magnitude.
So don’t stop!
Seriously.

 

[seldomseen]

I meant to stop being cynical.

 

[seldomseen]

It was my experience trying to seduce Victor that made me realize how clumsy and inept I was at the art of persuasion. I'd had no problem getting what I wanted from men until Victor,but I had always been with men near my age,and I was coming up on my 20th birthday. Victor was in his early 40's and resisted my advances. I was persistent and finally persuaded him to fuck me,but it wasn't easy.

That near defeat was fresh in my mind when I asked Curt to teach me everything he could teach me about the art of seduction. It took long hours of practice,and I'm not foolish enough to think I can get any man I want,but I've been much better prepared for success with men since spending that time with Curt.

 

[seldomseen]

There's so much I could say about Curt that I could write pages. He actually pissed me off the very first time we talked by asking me straight out if Victor was fucking me. I popped my cork! Instead of answering him,I asked who he was to ask me such a question. I was livid! Then he laughed and I got even angrier. Minutes later,we were both apologizing,him for prying and me for going off on him.

After the initial fireworks,our friendship went straight up. We could talk and understand each other perfectly. There was virtually nothing that I didn't feel comfortable telling Curt,except that I never told him that Victor had been fucking me. I knew Victor wouldn't want me to tell him,so I didn't.

Curt's patience and his knowledge of dance and drama qualified him to teach me the things I wanted to learn to do well. That was to dance and entice and seduce men. I could dance,but not very well,and it's embarrassing to remember how inept I was at dealing with men. My lame attempts at flirting were not pretty. I loved to fuck,and I always did that well. If men came onto me,I could give them what they wanted,but if I wanted to lure them in,I was virtually helpless. I remember telling Curt that I wanted to make men want to fuck me. He told me that I could be great at it,and that he would teach me. He spent hours on end coaching me on every detail he thought was important. Walking,all manner of expressions and body language,everything,including how to measure how effective my efforts were.

Curt was voyeuristic. He enjoyed watching others engaged in sex,but he didn't want anyone to watch him. He invited guys over to meet me,and told me to always assume that every guy who came there would want to fuck me. It was up to me to make it happen,and Curt would watch me and critique me afterward when we were alone. He never corrected me or criticized me in front of anyone. He was the best friend and mentor I could've hoped for.

I don't know a lot about Curt's life after we left there,except that he left there only weeks after we did,and he died in a car wreck in the mid 1990's.

On the question of me and other women.....I am often standoffish. I have reasons,but I don't want to be as negative now as I would have to be to explain. I've only been really close with a few,Bonnie first and foremost among them. There have been others that I might have gotten closer to if time and opportunity had been better.

Evangelistic? Not me. I'm one of the last people on earth to want to influence other people. I can be a good friend to someone who's a good friend to me,like Bonnie. I think she was the only other woman I ever talked in depth to about men,sex,and my experiences and opinions. She knew what she wanted,and I helped to arrange for her opportunities with my hubby and black men.

Bonnie was different. Most women? I don't hav

Lisa, you are never boastful, though there is much you could boast about. Fear not.
There is one thing I've wondered about, perhaps you have written about in the past, and I've missed or forgotten. If so I apologize. Both you and Hubby agree that Curt greatly shaped your sexual life and, in particular, how you relate to other black men. I wonder, from your perspective, how do you view him, and do you remain in contact with him? What qualities made him such a great teacher? He has certainly had a great influence on you. Do you know if he has helped other women in the same way? Finally, your contacts with other women seem to be limited by your own choice, but have you ever told othe Rd women about your sexual pleasures? You seem to be so qualified as an evangelist, maybe it's your not wanting to be boastful. I greatly admire your attitude and love this thread.

In regard to your question about whether I've ever told other women about my pleasure in having sex with black men. I'm sure I have on multiple occasions. It's just that Bonnie is the only woman I've been close enough with to bare my soul.

My take on my preference for black men isn't terribly complicated. It's not based on hype of any kind,and certainly not based on racism. i'm of the opinion that everyone should do what feels right and what pleases them as individuals. No two of us are the same. I was made aware that some women don't need a lot of sex when I was in my teens,because some of the ones who didn't talked trash about me. I think that the higher a woman's sex drive is,the more she's likely to appreciate and enjoy sex with black men.,because black men generally have more sexual stamina. There's no doubt about that fact in my mind.

I don't remember considering what race my sex partners would be when I got together with my hubby,but if I had,I think I would've guessed that there would be a variety,because that's what the Army's made up of. That's how it was for a time,but it didn't take long for me to go black. I love to fuck more than anything,and black men are the best for me. Besides,they like me better too. They really do. That's my point of view. My reasons are my own and are likely to be different than the next woman's,but if you really love to fuck,you're best off to stick to black men. Your sex life will be the best it can be! That's my "Unsolicited Endorsement for Black Men"

 

[seldomseen]

I did ditch the sneakers for the heels yesterday,and I stopped at a big travel center. Those shorts show a sliver of butt cheeks and with that sports bra,my belly button spade was exposed. I got some looks,both good and sour. Those who like looking can enjoy,and those who don't can look away. I'm still wearing the heels today,but with an old halter dress that's showing it's age,but very comfortable to travel in. I'm not wearing panties,and I've been letting my hem ride high,so if truckers have been looking down they could see my pussy. I know several have looked,because they've blown their loud horns. Driving so far is boring for me and I'm sure for them too,so hopefully I brightened their day a little.

 

[seldomseen]

That's one example of Lisa's playfulness that I was talking about,and it's not an idea she came up with yesterday. She's always enjoyed flashing truckers. Hubby checking in and catching up.

Any negative tone that came through in what I said about Lisa's independent state of mind was purely unintentional. There's nothing negative about it,period.

I haven't experienced any real anxiety or reservations about her wanting to break out of a character play back home as she's described it either. I'll admit to a slight uneasiness about the change as it's happening,but the positives far outweigh that.

Lisa's always done her part and more,and she deserves every pleasure life can offer. What's more is that she's never let herself be beaten down. She gets tired,but she always keeps her chin up and stays pleasant. Underline the word p l e a s a n t.

Since Lisa has gained the interest of some black guys back home,pleasant has given way to perky. Perky trumps pleasant,and it's much more the real Lisa. The contrast is remarkable.

The independence is real,so I'm merely putting this next comment on record as my opinion. Lisa will decide for herself,but I see plenty of opportunity for her where her real estate project is. I understand why she wants to keep focused,but there's opportunity outside of the crew that's doing the work. That's my opinion,and that's all I'll say about that.

 

[seldomseen]

The pleasant verses perky comparison was intended to be limited to when she's back home. Everywhere else,she's perky or better.

 

[jbvg]

That's one example of Lisa's playfulness that I was talking about,and it's not an idea she came up with yesterday. She's always enjoyed flashing truckers. Hubby checking in and catching up.

Any negative tone that came through in what I said about Lisa's independent state of mind was purely unintentional. There's nothing negative about it,period.

I haven't experienced any real anxiety or reservations about her wanting to break out of a character play back home as she's described it either. I'll admit to a slight uneasiness about the change as it's happening,but the positives far outweigh that.

Lisa's always done her part and more,and she deserves every pleasure life can offer. What's more is that she's never let herself be beaten down. She gets tired,but she always keeps her chin up and stays pleasant. Underline the word p l e a s a n t.

Since Lisa has gained the interest of some black guys back home,pleasant has given way to perky. Perky trumps pleasant,and it's much more the real Lisa. The contrast is remarkable.

The independence is real,so I'm merely putting this next comment on record as my opinion. Lisa will decide for herself,but I see plenty of opportunity for her where her real estate project is. I understand why she wants to keep focused,but there's opportunity outside of the crew that's doing the work. That's my opinion,and that's all I'll say about that.

Right on, brother! Kudos to you. You guys really do have a very successful marriage.

 

[seldomseen]

Wow! I love every word of that. Thanks Hubby!

I'm very happy,and I'm glad to hear that it shows.

I'm already thinking and looking around here. Arm twisting isn't necessary when there are black men in every direction I look,and many of them looking really good to me. I know that wasn't what that was. I take it exactly as he said it. It's his opinion. I appreciate it as such and I agree.

I do have to be careful here though. Staying focused isn't just something I want to do because I'll feel good about it. It's vital,because frankly,this project is stretching the limits of what we're capable of doing financially. There's no margin for error here. So far,so good,but that's how it really is. I'm not totally apposed to mixing business with pleasure. In fact,that will almost certainly happen here,but it needs to wait.

I'm wearing a pair of cutoffs today that I brought from back home. They're no shorter than the shorts I bought to wear here,but there's enough room in the leg openings for a pantie peek now and then. Not one mention of that so far. Do they think I don't know?

The B&B where I've been staying was booked when I got back here,so I had to find another place to stay. I'm in an old traveler's motel that I considered before,and it has some advantages. It's closer to my project and mid-town,and that helps. It's very big,has a two story center section and two wings. One of the wings is still being renovated,but the center section and the one where my room is are finished. It's not fancy,but it never was. Everything that matters is new,the beds,curtains,and fixtures. It's nice and clean,and I like it. They restored it to as close to original as possible. There are restaurants,bars,and shopping within walking distance. Make sure you pay attention to the shopping part,Hubby. lol Really kidding. I'm actually not that high maintenance. I'm really thrifty,but I do like to shop for clothes. I brought more clothes with me this time that might come in handy here,but I might need an item or two to round out my wardrobe. I've decided to make this a working vacation to the extent that I can. They already proved that I don't have to be there every minute they're working to get things done,so I'm going to do some exploring. I'll be close enough to get there quickly when I need to.

I hope everyone's week is going good. I have a short week here,and I'm already committed for this weekend. Wesley and those guys want me to come back there this weekend. They invited me the weekend that I went to Michael's,so it's time to cash their rain check. That will be fun! I really like it there with those guys.

 

[jbvg]

Wow! I love every word of that. Thanks Hubby!

I'm very happy,and I'm glad to hear that it shows.

I'm already thinking and looking around here. Arm twisting isn't necessary when there are black men in every direction I look,and many of them looking really good to me. I know that wasn't what that was. I take it exactly as he said it. It's his opinion. I appreciate it as such and I agree.

I do have to be careful here though. Staying focused isn't just something I want to do because I'll feel good about it. It's vital,because frankly,this project is stretching the limits of what we're capable of doing financially. There's no margin for error here. So far,so good,but that's how it really is. I'm not totally apposed to mixing business with pleasure. In fact,that will almost certainly happen here,but it needs to wait.

I'm wearing a pair of cutoffs today that I brought from back home. They're no shorter than the shorts I bought to wear here,but there's enough room in the leg openings for a pantie peek now and then. Not one mention of that so far. Do they think I don't know?

The B&B where I've been staying was booked when I got back here,so I had to find another place to stay. I'm in an old traveler's motel that I considered before,and it has some advantages. It's closer to my project and mid-town,and that helps. It's very big,has a two story center section and two wings. One of the wings is still being renovated,but the center section and the one where my room is are finished. It's not fancy,but it never was. Everything that matters is new,the beds,curtains,and fixtures. It's nice and clean,and I like it. They restored it to as close to original as possible. There are restaurants,bars,and shopping within walking distance. Make sure you pay attention to the shopping part,Hubby. lol Really kidding. I'm actually not that high maintenance. I'm really thrifty,but I do like to shop for clothes. I brought more clothes with me this time that might come in handy here,but I might need an item or two to round out my wardrobe. I've decided to make this a working vacation to the extent that I can. They already proved that I don't have to be there every minute they're working to get things done,so I'm going to do some exploring. I'll be close enough to get there quickly when I need to.

I hope everyone's week is going good. I have a short week here,and I'm already committed for this weekend. Wesley and those guys want me to come back there this weekend. They invited me the weekend that I went to Michael's,so it's time to cash their rain check. That will be fun! I really like it there with those guys.

We can't wait to hear

 

[seldomseen]

I haven't had as much time as I'd like to look around yet,but I'm already glad I'm staying at this motel. It suits my needs perfectly and I'm talking to friendly black men everywhere from the breakfast lounge to the streets and sidewalks. A block or two one way or the other can make a big difference in what's there and whether looks nice or is in need of a lot of renovation. One of the more interesting things I've come across so far is an auto shop where they make the classical cars with the big tires. I talked to two men who were working on one of them. They were both really nice and told me a lot of things about the car that I didn't understand. I like them because they're pretty with the bright colors and big shiny tires. I was thinking how I would like to fuck one or both of those guys. They were in their dirty work clothes,but it wasn't hard for me to imagine that they clean up really good. Some guys were talking to me in the breakfast lounge too,and if they're going to be here for a few more days,maybe...... . There are possibilities all around me here. One thing I need is some sexy shoes that are comfortable for long walks. I've been in a walking mood,in spite of the heat. My sneakers aren't sexy,and the other shoes I have aren't comfortable to walk for blocks.

 

[seldomseen]

I got sort of an invitation in the breakfast lounge a little while ago. Some of the guys in a work crew that's staying in the motel have been going to a bar that's on the same block,just two or three buildings down. One of the guys told me that,seeming to suggest that I might want to join them. I told him that I'll be leaving for the weekend,but that I would like to check it out next week.

Something that's been heavy on my mind at times over the past several months undoubted connected to changes that are happening. It's that in addition to the changes back home,we're transitioning into yet another phase in our relationship.

I know I can speak for my hubby as well when I say we appreciate the comments we've received on this thread complimenting us on our marriage. I think we've revealed in the past that neither of us had a great amount of faith that our marriage would last in the beginning. Maybe it was so easy that it seemed too good to be true. We've discussed it from that perspective,and there's probably some validity to that reasoning. Whatever the case,we've made it work for us through a variety of situations and circumstances,and I think it's safe to assume that we will continue to do so.

I think I've always been fairly independent,but I've become more assertive in the past year or so than I've been in the past. I won't try to explain every element of detail,and I doubt if I could anyway. It just seems like that's what's right for the situation.

It seems that I misread my hubby's feelings about me opening up back home to some degree,but I know he's been conflicted about some aspects of our relationship. He essentially bowed out of collecting on his sloppy seconds months ago. Although he says he still reserves his privilege,I can't say that I expect it to happen. Things have changed,and I'm more on my own than ever before. I don't know what real difference it makes,but it's something I think about. This situation's temporary,and even now,Hubby's a phone call and couple of hours away. What I mean is that I'm completely on my own with men and all black without exception. As a practical matter,that's no different than it's been for a long time,but this is the first time it's been technically true.

 

[jbvg]

I got sort of an invitation in the breakfast lounge a little while ago. Some of the guys in a work crew that's staying in the motel have been going to a bar that's on the same block,just two or three buildings down. One of the guys told me that,seeming to suggest that I might want to join them. I told him that I'll be leaving for the weekend,but that I would like to check it out next week.

Something that's been heavy on my mind at times over the past several months undoubted connected to changes that are happening. It's that in addition to the changes back home,we're transitioning into yet another phase in our relationship.

I know I can speak for my hubby as well when I say we appreciate the comments we've received on this thread complimenting us on our marriage. I think we've revealed in the past that neither of us had a great amount of faith that our marriage would last in the beginning. Maybe it was so easy that it seemed too good to be true. We've discussed it from that perspective,and there's probably some validity to that reasoning. Whatever the case,we've made it work for us through a variety of situations and circumstances,and I think it's safe to assume that we will continue to do so.

I think I've always been fairly independent,but I've become more assertive in the past year or so than I've been in the past. I won't try to explain every element of detail,and I doubt if I could anyway. It just seems like that's what's right for the situation.

It seems that I misread my hubby's feelings about me opening up back home to some degree,but I know he's been conflicted about some aspects of our relationship. He essentially bowed out of collecting on his sloppy seconds months ago. Although he says he still reserves his privilege,I can't say that I expect it to happen. Things have changed,and I'm more on my own than ever before. I don't know what real difference it makes,but it's something I think about. This situation's temporary,and even now,Hubby's a phone call and couple of hours away. What I mean is that I'm completely on my own with men and all black without exception. As a practical matter,that's no different than it's been for a long time,but this is the first time it's been technically true.

Hmm. So complex. At the end of the day, as long as the "contract" is that you will always be connected and--in your own way--faithful to him, and him to you, then it works. But if either of you loses faith...then things get shaky. Sounds like maybe a conversation is due. A check in?
Ok... Of all the people to bring into this thread, Mr. Rogers comes to mind. He always liked to say," If it's not mentionable, it's not manageable." Kind of brilliant. I lean on that concept often in my own life. Talking something through--just saying things out loud-- can fix all kinds of things. Just sayin.
Also sayin I don't mean to be sticking my nose into your business. Just offering the kind of advice I love to hear from my true friends.
Finally... I would love to have yours, and your husband's problems. What an amazing ride.