What takes women so long in the restroom....thing i forgot to mention previously sorry readers
The women she was on the night out with are 100% oblivious to what she did that night, he was visiting that town for a family wedding so very unlikely he will be here again
If there is anything else that needs answering to which i forgot to say then please just ask
C
Wednesday, 11 November 2015
What takes women so long in the restroom....
The answer to that question has puzzled me just like it has men around the world since restrooms were first installed into homes, places of business or anywhere for that matter
I learnt from a general trivia show just last night that in Victorian times there were no public female restrooms as it was considered "unclean" for a woman to go relieve herself outside the house, imagine that nowadays lol no cue of husbands/boyfriends waiting for there other half to finally emerge form the cinema restroom after what feels like 7 maybe 8 hours.......god i always hate it having to try and look busy and doing some window shopping to try and not look like some peeping tom after a glimpse of Narnia when the door opens
"Not like i enjoy my time in there"......................one of he biggest lies women tell if you ask me, no wonder they have suitcases for handbags, how else would they be able to take board games a selection of novels and such to entertain themselves as they develop roots on the toilet
Middle aged man rant over i can get back tot he subject of today's post (Hopefully the first of two today if i get the time)
A few Wednesdays back S and a few girls from her old place of work (my current place of work for those who don't know) decided to have a send off night out in town, nothing out of the ordinary there as women like that sort of thing for some reason, one last chance to get catty and bitchy behind one another's back i imagine
But alas this meant that with S on a jolly i had father duties to take care of which is actually a rather nice change, i do enjoy putting the younger ones to bed and all that goes along with it even if i am bloody certain i would hate it if i HAD to do it most nights like S does at times
7.30 S got picked up by one of the other girls going out that night and i got a kiss goodbye as she wiggled her hips towards her friends car, I'm pretty sure her friend thought i was making sure she got to the car okay as it was dark but im sure S knew i just wanted to see some shapely bottom wiggle its way down the driveway lol
Everything was going fine, the kids who should of been in bed were in bed while the eldest was playing some video game that required you to stab people? that's all i took away from it personally, and i was watching bike racing i had recorded with a pizza box on my lap. Ahhh bliss i don't think this parenting thing is as hard as people make out or that i was worried about when S found out she was pregnant with our first.......throughout the night i had got 2 or 3 messages from her saying she got there safe and another telling me the restaurant didn't have any record of there reservation so they had a MacDonald's in the back of a taxi while travelling to another bar (Classy as hell i hope you'll agree lol)
The next text i saw beep up on my phone was a slightly different subject though, turns out S felt the need to tell me she had just made some teenage uni students night by taking him into the ladies and (her words not mine) "not coming up for air till his legs went weak"
Does she know who he is? nope
Does she know where hers from other then the city of Nottingham? nope
Does she know his last name? nope
I really could go on and on about the details she failed to ask or just didn't listen to him telling to her
"he had blonde trimmed hair on his crotch and adored his balls in my mouth if that's any help to you hunni?......................oh and he didn't have a foreskin"
I was pacing up and down the living room with excitement when S said she was on her way home, hoping nay praying for gory details but alas she got in and fell asleep on the sofa with a slice of cold pizza in her hand :(
I carried her to bed as carefully as i could and let her sleep, fishing around for details later on that day when she finally emerged from our room she couldn't remember anything graphic or massively beneficial
Late teens, slightly geeky and nervous with women, uni student and was as grateful for her time as she thought was humanly possible
all in all i guess she got what she wanted and he got what he thought was out of his league
C
I learnt from a general trivia show just last night that in Victorian times there were no public female restrooms as it was considered "unclean" for a woman to go relieve herself outside the house, imagine that nowadays lol no cue of husbands/boyfriends waiting for there other half to finally emerge form the cinema restroom after what feels like 7 maybe 8 hours.......god i always hate it having to try and look busy and doing some window shopping to try and not look like some peeping tom after a glimpse of Narnia when the door opens
"Not like i enjoy my time in there"......................one of he biggest lies women tell if you ask me, no wonder they have suitcases for handbags, how else would they be able to take board games a selection of novels and such to entertain themselves as they develop roots on the toilet
Middle aged man rant over i can get back tot he subject of today's post (Hopefully the first of two today if i get the time)
A few Wednesdays back S and a few girls from her old place of work (my current place of work for those who don't know) decided to have a send off night out in town, nothing out of the ordinary there as women like that sort of thing for some reason, one last chance to get catty and bitchy behind one another's back i imagine
But alas this meant that with S on a jolly i had father duties to take care of which is actually a rather nice change, i do enjoy putting the younger ones to bed and all that goes along with it even if i am bloody certain i would hate it if i HAD to do it most nights like S does at times
7.30 S got picked up by one of the other girls going out that night and i got a kiss goodbye as she wiggled her hips towards her friends car, I'm pretty sure her friend thought i was making sure she got to the car okay as it was dark but im sure S knew i just wanted to see some shapely bottom wiggle its way down the driveway lol
Everything was going fine, the kids who should of been in bed were in bed while the eldest was playing some video game that required you to stab people? that's all i took away from it personally, and i was watching bike racing i had recorded with a pizza box on my lap. Ahhh bliss i don't think this parenting thing is as hard as people make out or that i was worried about when S found out she was pregnant with our first.......throughout the night i had got 2 or 3 messages from her saying she got there safe and another telling me the restaurant didn't have any record of there reservation so they had a MacDonald's in the back of a taxi while travelling to another bar (Classy as hell i hope you'll agree lol)
The next text i saw beep up on my phone was a slightly different subject though, turns out S felt the need to tell me she had just made some teenage uni students night by taking him into the ladies and (her words not mine) "not coming up for air till his legs went weak"
Does she know who he is? nope
Does she know where hers from other then the city of Nottingham? nope
Does she know his last name? nope
I really could go on and on about the details she failed to ask or just didn't listen to him telling to her
"he had blonde trimmed hair on his crotch and adored his balls in my mouth if that's any help to you hunni?......................oh and he didn't have a foreskin"
I was pacing up and down the living room with excitement when S said she was on her way home, hoping nay praying for gory details but alas she got in and fell asleep on the sofa with a slice of cold pizza in her hand :(
I carried her to bed as carefully as i could and let her sleep, fishing around for details later on that day when she finally emerged from our room she couldn't remember anything graphic or massively beneficial
Late teens, slightly geeky and nervous with women, uni student and was as grateful for her time as she thought was humanly possible
all in all i guess she got what she wanted and he got what he thought was out of his league
C
Friday, 6 November 2015
Two cuckolding couples walk into a bar....
....Sorry about the lengthy time between posts as work/home life have been hectic as of late
Anyway back on track if any one is still reading this after our long break from blogging you may remember S giving me the news we were meeting a much more experienced cuckolding couple for a bit of a social get to know one another, this was meant to take place on a Monday but ended up being pushed back till Wednesday due to both us and them having our child minding arrangements cancel last minute Monday afternoon....alas the day finally came with me getting more nervous about meeting another couple in this lifestyle then i do when my wife has her head buried in some young mans crotch (next blog for those who are interested)
S was adamant nothing was worth worrying about but this was the first time i would meet someone who knows i am a cuckold so i was understandably nervous............and sweaty palmed
After getting ready and then the to be expected waiting for S to get get ready ,which i spent the whole time fighting and even pacing from one end of the living room to the other at one point, i was calmed down to see S come downstairs in the sort of thing she would wear to meet a gal pal for a coffee!!
I guess i read too many fantasy blogs and was worried she would come down in lingerie and a smile so that is my fault obviously not hers, the drive over to there area was pretty much her reassuring me that Angela was lovely so was her husband for that matter
Just this second i have been told there is a client in reception to see me but ill make him wait so as to seem busy ;) was going to do a long detailed type up but cant so ill keep it brief readers
When we finally arrived i was again calmed to see Angela dressed normally and not like i had imagined/worried about, A women slightly older then S with shoulder length blonde hair and grey/blue eyes, to be fully honest try to imagine what fearne cotton looks like when she is 40 and that's Angela to a tee
Pleasantries and introductions over S asked where Mr Angela was and she replied he was using the restroom, we were seated by a waiter who was pretty rude so ended up getting no tip as we all agreed lol overall it was a nice/normal/fun night with pretty much no reference or discussion of cuckolding, the thing that we all had in common which i was grateful for seeing as it was a public setting although maybe that's why nobody mentioned it?
We said our hellos at just gone 7pm and our goodbyes at just gone 11 o'clock which just flew by in an evening full of laughs, interesting discussions and funny story sharing as you would anyone else you were having a good time with i suppose, the thing that caught me off guard and shocked me a little was her husband, he seemed normal, i was expecting someone small and weakish looking but he seemed like a normal guy......hell he was even a good conversationalist whom i spent ages talking to about bike racing completely forgetting he was a cuckold who is much more "committed" to this lifestyle then i
I spend hours talking to a man whom was in chastity the whole night as S told me on the way home and id never of guessed....
Maybe my idea of cuckolding is fully wrong and i am too judgemental.......or perhaps i need to stop reading fantasist blogs that are only giving me stuff to worry about?
Needless to say after such a fun meet which all four enjoyed we have arranged to meet again but this time over our way not theirs
C, i had a very busy mind driving back home with a ever so slightly tipsy wife drooling on her seat belt next to me
Anyway back on track if any one is still reading this after our long break from blogging you may remember S giving me the news we were meeting a much more experienced cuckolding couple for a bit of a social get to know one another, this was meant to take place on a Monday but ended up being pushed back till Wednesday due to both us and them having our child minding arrangements cancel last minute Monday afternoon....alas the day finally came with me getting more nervous about meeting another couple in this lifestyle then i do when my wife has her head buried in some young mans crotch (next blog for those who are interested)
S was adamant nothing was worth worrying about but this was the first time i would meet someone who knows i am a cuckold so i was understandably nervous............and sweaty palmed
After getting ready and then the to be expected waiting for S to get get ready ,which i spent the whole time fighting and even pacing from one end of the living room to the other at one point, i was calmed down to see S come downstairs in the sort of thing she would wear to meet a gal pal for a coffee!!
I guess i read too many fantasy blogs and was worried she would come down in lingerie and a smile so that is my fault obviously not hers, the drive over to there area was pretty much her reassuring me that Angela was lovely so was her husband for that matter
Just this second i have been told there is a client in reception to see me but ill make him wait so as to seem busy ;) was going to do a long detailed type up but cant so ill keep it brief readers
When we finally arrived i was again calmed to see Angela dressed normally and not like i had imagined/worried about, A women slightly older then S with shoulder length blonde hair and grey/blue eyes, to be fully honest try to imagine what fearne cotton looks like when she is 40 and that's Angela to a tee
Pleasantries and introductions over S asked where Mr Angela was and she replied he was using the restroom, we were seated by a waiter who was pretty rude so ended up getting no tip as we all agreed lol overall it was a nice/normal/fun night with pretty much no reference or discussion of cuckolding, the thing that we all had in common which i was grateful for seeing as it was a public setting although maybe that's why nobody mentioned it?
We said our hellos at just gone 7pm and our goodbyes at just gone 11 o'clock which just flew by in an evening full of laughs, interesting discussions and funny story sharing as you would anyone else you were having a good time with i suppose, the thing that caught me off guard and shocked me a little was her husband, he seemed normal, i was expecting someone small and weakish looking but he seemed like a normal guy......hell he was even a good conversationalist whom i spent ages talking to about bike racing completely forgetting he was a cuckold who is much more "committed" to this lifestyle then i
I spend hours talking to a man whom was in chastity the whole night as S told me on the way home and id never of guessed....
Maybe my idea of cuckolding is fully wrong and i am too judgemental.......or perhaps i need to stop reading fantasist blogs that are only giving me stuff to worry about?
Needless to say after such a fun meet which all four enjoyed we have arranged to meet again but this time over our way not theirs
C, i had a very busy mind driving back home with a ever so slightly tipsy wife drooling on her seat belt next to me
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