Three weeks… Three friggin weeks… honestly the last few days have been relatively easy (couldn’t have gotten much harder). But this morning… I think that there is something about 3 full weeks since my last real orgasm, is messing with my head. I don’t think I’m descending back into delirium but I’m definitely feeling a slight buzz.
For those of you unfamiliar when I say “real orgasm” there have been a few occasions when I’ve had a ruined orgasm and prostate milking. Feel free to look up the details on your own, but in terms of what they both ultimately feel like when it’s all said and done, think of it like having the gas in your car siphoned off. Yes, the tank is empty now, but I didn’t really get anywhere.
If you need another analogy, if you’re a game of thrones fan, a ruined orgasm or milking is like the final season of GOT, while no orgasm at all is waiting on winds of winter to come out. Yes, we got an ending to the show, but it was completely unsatisfying, and at least with the book, we still got something to look forward to,
The good news is my wife finally got cleared by the doctor that she is healed enough from giving birth for penetration. She told me “Maybe I’ll let you inside me in ten days. Maybe I’ll just let you take care of yourself. Maybe… we’ll just see what No Nut November is like…we’ll see how I feel. Make me another latte.” She’s really starting to get the rhythm. I honestly think she’s really starting to enjoy expressing her dominant side.
I know many struggle to appreciate why a male sub can be so into soft femdom. I mean my wife doesn’t get physical. Most of it is teasing, power exchange and a little humiliation play. Well, to be honest, I’m not really sure why this subtle stuff works on me… all I know is that for three weeks straight making coffee for my wife has given me as much satisfaction as waking up to a 30 second BJ. Not enough to satisfy me but it sure gets my day started off well. So, my kink at least wins in terms of convenience.
see ya in a bit for part 2… ok, bye.