Baby steps, and prodding

It’s the complete switch in attitude that i find hard to adjust myself into.

(Yes, i know that there are grammatical flaws in that sentence. Sue me.)

But I try. I am making the effort, and so is CH. It’s not easy — marital sex NEVER held the same sort of excitement and anticipation as perverted eclectic slut-like sex. But i guess that’s derived from the way in which it was performed. The sense of something being forbidden and illicit will always yank up the adrenaline factor.

However, the marital sex is getting better. I found out, and this is after having known CH for 14-odd years and having been married for nearly 12 of them, that he has a foot fetish. Yes, a FOOT fetish.

This called for an immediate booking made for a pedicure and lacquering of my sorely-lacking-in-beauty toe nails. Heh.

So, this morning, CH comes back after dropping the kids at school and whathaveyou, and finds me in a towel. Forgetting his husbandly pounce-on-your-wife duties for a minute, he mumbled something about dropping something at home and running straight out to help his dad with something at his place.

I touched him on the arm, and said, “Do you have to go right now? I mean, don’t you have a spare hour or so?”

He looked at me blankly. I don’t think he slept very well last night (well, it was Hades-like hot here) and he wasn’t 100% focused.

I continued. “I mean, i’m all clean after my shower, and naked under my towel and everything, and the kids aren’t here… but i suppose if you have to go, so off you go.”

And i turned as if to walk into the kitchen when suddenly i feel him rip the towel off me and prod me into the bedroom. Holding the towel in both hands.

I can get used to this, and i will. 🙂


3 Responses to “Baby steps, and prodding”

  1. Welcome back! Maybe resuscitating your marriage is your next adventure (just please warn me if there’s going to be much about feet) xxx

  2. View it as a challenge perhaps? That you have to persuade him into ever more risque situations than just missionary in the marital bed when the kids are asleep… but then the eclectic slut in you seems to have already recognised that 🙂

  3. Your marriage is at least worth a try, is it not? Even better if it’s a fun try.

    IQ and I gave it a try, but she refused to see her culpability and focused instead on the belief that once the trust was broken, she could never find trust in me again.

    Her loss.

    I’m very impressed that CH is doing so well letting his ego go and trusting in you and your marriage.

    I certainly hope all the best for you, you sexy thang, you.

    Meanwhile I’ll go finish posting sexy HNT photos for my beloved Lis….

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