Disappointment. That’s the feeling I’ve been trying to pin down all weekend—or really, run from. And now that I have a chance to stop and reflect on it, at 5:30am (I’ve been up since 4), I can honestly say that’s how I feel underneath all of the it’s-okays and why-nots and fuck-its of my confused feelings about what love and commitment really mean in today’s world. 1,618 more words
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Two weeks ago my wife/Mistress and I went to another swinger’s party.
She had tentative plans to connect with the host couples’ husband “Dave”. My wife gave him a massage at the last party, and his hard-on led them to discuss how they both found each other to be attractive. 605 more words