I wish I could be like that. 
Have a good night. 
GW, The problem with dogs is people get really freaked out when they find out you've been sleeping with them.
One last thing before I call it a night. I don't remember exactly what I said a few months ago, but it was something along the lines of wanting to try it out to see if I could break off that looming feeling of "commitment" to my husband. Feeling like he had control over that one thing as long as he withheld the divorce from me. Meaning that I couldn't sleep with anyone until the divorce was final. It actually worked for me. However, I also realize that I really got very lucky with that situation, because he was actually looking for the exact same thing as me. No huge emotional commitment. No specified "dates".
No one's feeling were hurt, it was there for when it was there and it was something we both needed at the time. However we were both free to go at any time too. We were very open and communicated about everything. I really don't think something like that is probably all to easy to come across. It seems like someones emotions almost always get in there and complicate things at some point. I'm still kind of in shock that I didn't get more emotionally involved. It would have been really easy to. He almost looked hurt when he broke the news to me that he was getting back with his ex and I was like, "Ok."
He got really quiet for a few minutes and I asked him if he was ok. He was like, "Yeah, I just can't believe you are still here and not freaking out completely. I was expecting you to either get up and walk out or pitch a fit of some sort and call me a bastard at least." LOL I was like, "Well, we said from the start we wouldn't get emotionally attached, right? And I didn't. Surprise!" I wish him the best. I really do. And if he called me today and needed anything, I'd do it if I could, because I care about him. But life is what it is. You take it and run with it, or roll around in the mire and wish things were different. I tend to do a little of both I suppose.
Heph, I was in a bar the night my dad died. He was better and supposed to be transferred from ICU that next morning, and in a combo of relief and tension, I went out after work with a group...
I don't feel guilty for that, long story, but I don't want you to go through it. Call and check on his condition if you can later in the evening.
The other possibly weird thing I have to tell you is that death and sex are emotionally connected - the sex is a leap to life. I'm sure not telling you not to, but to have your eyes open.
I'm not going looking for a one nighter though. Bawk Bawk... (As much as my hormones are telling me otherwise.) I just want to have a little fun tonight. To get out of the doom and gloom daily life that looms over me lately. hephzibah wrote:I was having a fling for the last two months or so. But that was abruptly ended a week ago. Hence the once a week statement. :wink:
You had a once-a-week fling up till last week and you think you're sexually frustrated?!
Some people just dont know how good they have it..
stuh505 wrote:GW, The problem with dogs is people get really freaked out when they find out you've been sleeping with them.
hephzibah wrote:One last thing before I call it a night. I don't remember exactly what I said a few months ago, but it was something along the lines of wanting to try it out to see if I could break off that looming feeling of "commitment" to my husband. Feeling like he had control over that one thing as long as he withheld the divorce from me. Meaning that I couldn't sleep with anyone until the divorce was final. It actually worked for me. However, I also realize that I really got very lucky with that situation, because he was actually looking for the exact same thing as me. No huge emotional commitment. No specified "dates".
No one's feeling were hurt, it was there for when it was there and it was something we both needed at the time. However we were both free to go at any time too. We were very open and communicated about everything. I really don't think something like that is probably all to easy to come across. It seems like someones emotions almost always get in there and complicate things at some point. I'm still kind of in shock that I didn't get more emotionally involved. It would have been really easy to. He almost looked hurt when he broke the news to me that he was getting back with his ex and I was like, "Ok."
He got really quiet for a few minutes and I asked him if he was ok. He was like, "Yeah, I just can't believe you are still here and not freaking out completely. I was expecting you to either get up and walk out or pitch a fit of some sort and call me a bastard at least." LOL I was like, "Well, we said from the start we wouldn't get emotionally attached, right? And I didn't. Surprise!" I wish him the best. I really do. And if he called me today and needed anything, I'd do it if I could, because I care about him. But life is what it is. You take it and run with it, or roll around in the mire and wish things were different. I tend to do a little of both I suppose.
<nods>
You were in luck, finding an experience, a bond, like that, at right the moment. Sounds like you had a beautiful encounter, there, more one of friendship than of lovers, except the friendship was all about lovin'. Only happens a coupla times in a life, I'm guessing, that it works out like that. So good on you for having sought it out, making it work and breaking that 'spell'. Really - reason to be proud. You took care of yourself, when something was wrong. Thats always a good thing.
