Noises from the Apartment Next Door

This beautifully woven and naturally told story was submitted by email to the Modern Directions website, where it was edited and published for the world. Enjoy, but also offer your own comments!
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"Each time we heard them it was a painful remainder for me, and especially my wife, that our bedroom life was not what it used to be."

My wife and I had been listening to the guy next door banging his girlfriends for several months.

I don't want to even describe the noises they made, except they were loud, especially when they came.

There was no sleeping until it was over, which was generally very late.

One night after it had started up, I asked my wife if she ever wished if she was getting banged like that.

Without directly answering, she said that he must be good, the girls keep coming back.

As we listened to the girl get to a noisy climax I said to my wife that maybe she should ask him how he does it, and then she teasingly added, "Or get him to demonstrate."
" I said, 'Admit it, you would like to know what it would be like with him ' "
   
Later that night we heard it start up again. She took hold of my penis and asked if I would be jealous if I knew that was her over there.

I said, "Maybe a little, but you wouldn't have to listen to that every night and be jealous of those girls."

She said, "But then you would be jealous."

I tried to think of my wife over there getting banged and making the noises we were hearing. I started to get an erection.  She felt it. "What are you thinking about?"

"What it would be like knowing it was you over there and not one of those girls."

"Would that turn you on?"

She could feel my answer in her hand.

She said, "We used to do it most every night, if you'll remember."

I didn't need to be reminded.

For the next week or so I thought about it.

I knew when he got home from work, so made it a point to meet him outside his door.

Strangely, although we lived next to each other, we had never talked.

I discovered pretty quick that the guy was a buff, full-of-himself type -- the kind of guy that probably spent hours every week in a gym.

After a bit of chit-chat I said, "The walls are very thin; my wife is jealous of your lovemaking."

"Sorry, you can hear a clock ticking through these walls. The idiot architect put the bedrooms right next to each other."

 As we continued talking he said he needed the sex but after a month or so the girls wanted to get serious.

I said, "And I guess you don't."

"Hell no, I've been down that road and I'm still paying for it; every fucking month I pay for it."

He motioned to his waist and asked if my wife was the one with the very long brunette hair.

I decided that this guy was no threat to our relationship. I boldly said, "Tell her you love her hair and she's yours for the night, or at least a couple hours."

It was a lame comment to offer my wife to him for sex, but right then it was the best I could do. Plus, openly giving another man permission to fuck my wife was something I couldn't take back.

He waited for me to turn it into a joke or add some qualifications. I didn't. "You serious?"

"Just to borrow, and you can make all the noise you want."

He considered it. "If you are serious, have her come over about 7:00 tonight and we'll get to know each other."

We went into our respective apartments and when my wife got home I said, "I have a date for you with the guy next door."

She said, "What do you mean, a date?"

"So he can get to know each other. He's expecting you in an hour."

"For what?"

"Talking, and whatever else. And you can make all the noise you want."
" She narrowed her eyes, 'You really would like to listen wouldn't you?' "
   
I said, "We've been listening long enough; maybe it's time for you to be part of the action."

 "And you want me, your wife, to be part of his action?"

"And your action too. Admit it, you've been wondering what it would be like."

"What are you thinking about here -- friends-with-benefits?"

"Exactly."

"And you would rather hear me moaning over there than one of those girls?"

"And I think you would like to be the one doing the moaning."

After supper I had her change into a sexy dress with no bra.  I was getting turned on thinking of her going over there like that...sending a clear, "I'm available," message.

What would happen?  I had no idea.

Lest she chicken out, at 7:00 I walked her to his door, pushed the door bell and walked away.

I listened at the wall for almost an hour. I heard them talking, but they were in the living room away from the wall and I couldn't make out what they were saying.

Finally. their voices shifted to what I had learned was the bedroom and I heard giggling from my wife and I thought, I guess the talking part is over.

I heard the bed squeak several times over the next 15 minutes like they were shifting positions and apparently into making out.

Before long the familiar noises started, but this time the woman was my wife.

It went on for some time, just as it usually does with his dates.

I wanted her to enjoy it -- I wanted both of them to enjoy it.

Then I started hearing her encouraging him and it got louder until I heard the unmistakable "ahhh" from him that signaled his climax.

It was only then that I fully realized that another man -- and I didn't even remember his name -- had shot his load into my wife.

I almost shot my load hearing it.

As soon as she got back, she said, "I had to leave; he has someone coming over."

I said, "Does he have anything left for her?"

"I'm sure he does. So, I guess you could you hear it."

"Yes, but did you make it?"

"No, he said next time I could stay longer and he would see that I came -- at least once. The guy is pretty confident in his abilities."

"I figured that when I talked to him. So did you like it?"

" ' He's strong and he's big, I can see why....'  She stopped. 'Sorry. I guess I shouldn't be saying stuff like that to you.' "

There was a long pause.  He wants me to come over tomorrow night....and stay longer. 

There was an awkward moment and she lamely added that she hoped they hadn't made too much noise.

I said that I would like to hear both of them make a lot of noise.  "Tell him when he wants to borrow you to just knock on the door"

"Jez, just knock on the door!? What kind of a ...."

I interrupted, "Would your rather hear some other girl over there getting the action?"

"Okay, assuming we get this friends-with-benefits thing going, what if we still hear other girls over there."

"If you keep him satisfied he wouldn't need to look elsewhere.".

"Satisfied?  That guy does some girl every night and twice on Sunday."

"Like you said, we used to do every night -- unless you are no longer up for that much action."

She said, "Just because we don't do it that often any more doesn't mean I'm not capable of it."

"Let's see."

Later that night her cell phone rang. She started with, "Oh, hi," and ended with, "Give me a couple minutes." She looked at me.  "I'll be back in a while."

About 40 minutes later the room started to shake as his bed rocked. I heard her loudly encouraging him. (Was she trying to make me jealous?)

Then I heard the noises she makes when she's building to a climax, except much louder. I wasn't sure if this was real. Was she trying to compete with the other women, or she was trying to make me jealous?

Not too long after that I ran into him outside.  After a few awkward moments he said, "Your wife says I just have to call and she will come over."

I nodded. "What's your secret with all the women?"

He shrugged, "No secret. I'm big and I can go a long time before I come, which means they come before I do. So how often can I....?"

I said, "Whenever, and you don't have to wine and dine her like other girls. She's already married and on the pill, so you don't have to worry about any of that."

"And this is really okay with you?"

"Keep her satisfied -- more than satisfied, if you are up to it."

He considered if. "Can she come over tonight about 10?"

"I'll ask her."

At 10:00 she left for his place.

At 10:45 the room was shaking and I heard the sounds of my wife heading toward a climax.

Then I heard her loudly climax, and then him.

And then so did I.

At 11:35 I heard the shower running.

At 11:50 she was in bed beside me. She said, "I can see why those women keep coming back."

By midnight she was asleep.

Maybe now my wife won't have to listen to some other girl getting off every night.

And I won't have to hear her subtle complaints about our sex life.

Seems like a good deal all the way around.
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This wonderful, sensitive story is a superb blend of joy, giving, sensibility and eroticism. It is true that most couples require more time before coming to this point. But this does not diminish from the goodness, desirability or rightfulness of their experience in the least.

If you are a woman, how would you react to hearing these these cries of pleasure, night after night? If you are a man, would you find courage to make the bold step this man did?

Wanting It

With blatantly honest prose, rougedmount shows us yet again that one's husband may not  be the answer to a woman's erotic prayers.

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i’m disappointed with every single man i encounter for the simple fact, that he isn’t you. you make me wet to the point of saturation, simply from being in my presence. wet enough to smell. and i get so distracted from being near you that i find normal functioning skills like attention to detail, listening, walking…all become monumentally effortful as i struggle to think of anything besides your beautifully arching cock.

i want your snarling mouth to bite my lips as you gently tease my clit with your fingers making me melt all over your hands. the combination of forced gentleness is an aphrodisiac to my senses. i push and you remain firm, i pull you and you’re inflexible. you take without demanding and you carefully measure my struggle until i give in, give up and simply let you do as you want with me. unless i pull away and then you let me go. you know i can’t not touch you.

touching you is everything. your muscles are ripely firm. taunt. your body is fuel to my fire. your smooth head and facial stubble make me want to caress and rub you imagining your head between my thighs. you know it. i can see it in the smile. climbing onto you. Impaling myself, taking you deep inside of me so you can make me cum for you. so i can cream all over your shaft and balls as you ride my orgasm before you give me your own. you want me as much as i want you. it vibrates in the air between us. current. sexual attraction. lust.

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Human Rights and our Human Sexuality

When explanations and the whining end, this remains: as traditional marriage makes room

for various, alternative, social options, cuckoldry moves toward the mainstream. 

Much has been and will be said about this. One of the finest observations comes from a post published by the respected journal, 'Psychology Today.' Following his article, 'Kinky Cuckolding Fetish Goes Mainstream,' David J. Ley, Ph.D. has this reply to a comment:

'...I believe these lifestyles are unfairly stigmatized, and represent very interesting and informative "living laboratories" about sexuality and relationships...each couple and person should have the opportunity to negotiate their sexuality as they see fit (within bounds of consent and law), without the pressure of bias and stigma.'

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For all who desire this, Cuckoldrix Awakening couldn't agree more. Well done, Dr. Ley!

That Damning, Yet Holy, Defining Moment...

Dan Savage' earlier referenced 'Delving Into the Cuckold Fetish' article was picked up by the Detroit Metro Times. When that article surfaces, I take note of the reader comments! This reply to Dan's column in the DMT shows why. 

After a rocky start, this 'wife caught cheating' story turns and goes totally right! The telling of it shows that her husband was a goner from the start. Lightly edited for easier reading.
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I have been married for 5 years. I caught her cheating early on .. which I quickly broke up and it almost ended our relationship. We worked it out. BUT...

People talk about life's 'defining moments.' This wife is having one at
this instant. Her husband too. How can it ever be the same after this?

What I saw in those 10 seconds walking in on them... slowed down in my head over the next few months.

When I opened the door she was riding his huge dick.... fucking the holy shit out of him... 

When I came in, I saw her from her ass and back angle. The dick she was fucking was simply huge. And yet she took all of him. 

I Remember ... 

'...I remember her bouncing hard!'
'... Her back ... hair... ass ...  sweated so profusely .... it honestly looked as if someone poured a glass of water down her back....'
'... the bed was soaked.'
'... her screaming "fuck me!"'' 
... MY WIFE... riding a dick.... talking dirty....in my bed.'

Thoughts that Hound You ... 

'I would think about that day in and day out... I jacked off to that scene probably 100 times. I would jack off at work, jack off while she slept next to me, jack off in the shower .... my wife ... that dick ... my bed...'

'We'd have sex... That image would come to mind and BANG .... I was done! I couldn't hold it after remembering that .... Not even for 20 seconds ....

'I had to tell her that I wasn't upset with her... that I wanted her to continue fucking men... Finally I talked her into letting me watch one time. One time turned into weekly planning. Soon she started planning on her own. I fell in love with humiliation and chastity. She rather took over the Dominant role.'

'My question is, she now told me she wants me to watch her with my co-workers and my closest friends...Her desire to humiliate me is strong and I enjoy it. But is this too far?'

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Some Observations ... 

Sure, the sex that he saw was very intense; but so was his reaction to what he saw. And that reaction was sustained long term.

It wasn't just the shock of his wife with another man. It was that the sex itself was so shockingly powerful, shockingly sexual, and above all, so shockingly different.

For the first time, he got to see his wife having sex from a third person perspective. And what he saw was sex that was excruciatingly sexual and unimaginably beautiful.

The intensity of it and her complete abandonment to his huge penis, was shocking. She more than succumbed; she surrendered completely. She ravished herself on his huge endowment.

And she did this early in their marriage.

Cuckold's Journey Begins...

That's telling in itself. But see what it did for this husband! He ended their session very quickly, yes, but nothing about this event ended there.

Oh no, that was only the beginning.

Month after month after month, he 'lived in the moment' of what he saw! He could not stop it. He could not escape it. He could not ignore it. He could not curb it. He could not contain it in some corner of his mind.

Instead, the power and intensity of that moment worked in him. It did not diminish in strength but grew and increasingly controlled him. It became irresistible.

Most astonishing of all is the WAY this changed his thinking, wants, desires and needs!

It Was the Defining Moment...

Years later, he recalls and describes that instant with the same, vivid clarity as when he opened the door and saw it for the first time. Every minute detail burned into his memory indelibly.

Everything. Changed. Forever.

This was a defining moment. The instant he saw his bride plunge herself on that huge penis, it was a 'done deal.' Now it was just a matter of time and processing.

Returning him to that same scene day in and day out, his own mind continually made him a voyeur to his own cuckolding!

What he first saw as profane act very quickly became a holy ritual, one that commanded and elicited his helpless arousal and acknowledgment, and utterly worshipful surrender.

The Strangest Thing...

That scene affected his sex life with his wife. It did not make him impotent but hyper-sexual. It demanded and received his unqualified and urgent participation. It redefined his psycho-sexual response.

He admits that he could not help ejaculating prematurely. It dominated his imagination, MAKING him see and relive that scene over and over and over again endlessly. It made him fantasize incessantly, aroused him continuously, excited him uncontrollably and DROVE him to masturbate with furious compulsively.

It happened morning, noon and night, day after day, week, after week, month after month. His wife, that penis, his bed. He was helpless to stop it or even to try to resist it. What he saw refused to be denied. It MADE him ADMIT and SUBMIT to cuckold desire.

Whatever else he MIGHT have expected, it wasn't this: that the ultimate and irresistibly compelling aphrodisiac would be none other than his wife's impalement on a huge penis!

Nature's Curious Ways...

Yet in the end, he had no choice.

Fantasizing uncontrollably, with arousal raging every waking hour, his response was beyond his control. After months and months of it, he was done. He had no fight left in him. He found that he could not live as he was. Helpless to resist, with no end in sight, he was coerced to admit that he was beaten. How else could he deal with it? 

Continuous, helpless arousal drew him into the passion and sensuality of his wife and her lover. It forced the honesty from him. It forced him to speak the truth. He had no choice. He as much as his wife acknowledged the power of the situation, and of that enormous penis -- not only over her, but over his ability to resist the meaning and image of what he saw! In the end, it reduced them both. In the end, it seduced them both.

'I had to tell her that I wasn't upset with her...that I wanted her to continue fucking men.'

What he first ended quickly become irresistible. He not only consents, he craves that other men serve his wife. He not only needs it, he ASKS his wife to continue sexing other men. Clearly, she wasn't the only one seduced. The huge penis that seduced and mastered his wife equally reduced and mastered him!

And it took all of 10 seconds.

The rest was just time and processing.

Another Beguiling Point...

Forgiving his wife's 'infidelity' was remarkable. His admission that it powerfully aroused him was right, good and courageous. But another intriguing matter needs exploration.

Her response to that huge penis brought him into a state of near constant arousal. The very extremity and constancy of his arousal became his tacit approval of her dalliances.

If her impalement on that huge penis made HIS arousal rage, on what ground can he deny her the same? He is helpless to resist the eroticism of that moment. If he takes extreme pleasure in seeing it, how can he deny HER right to the same extreme, erotic pleasure?

His arousal not only effectively quashed his capacity for effective resistance; it also took away any argument he might otherwise make against it!

So on one hand, his arousal devastated his ability to resist his cuckolding; on the other hand, it PREPARED him to first accept, and then DEMANDED that he crave it.

Ultimately, his arousal WAS his consent.

Intention and Design...

For this husband, the sheer beauty, power and sensuality of his wife and lover's indulgence was profoundly human.

'Riding his huge dick...
'fucking the holy shit of him,
'sweating profusely...
'as if someone poured a glass of water down her back...
'the bed was soaked, her screaming 'fuck me!'

He doesn’t say so, but what follows strongly implies that in those few seconds, he knew intuitively and for the first time, he was seeing sex as sex truly is supposed to be, sex as Nature intends sex to be.

And if that is true, HOW can it be wrong to say so?

Some men are seduced and tormented by the pleasures of cuckoldry in months in advance. This man walked into the experience in an instant of time. Yet he was no passive observer. In months of constant arousal, uncontrollable fantasies, continual masturbation, and arousal heightened as never before, he participated fully in his own cuckolding.

If some men achieve this pinnacle of pleasure only through cuckoldry, it is worth asking why that is so.

The Changes That Came...

She was ready for change. Did she keep sexing men after her husband walked in on them? We're not told, but it seems so. Earlier, he said:

'I had to tell her that I wasn't upset with her... that I wanted her to continue fucking men.'

Note: He’s not asking her to 'start' but to continue. Then there is this:

'Once I talked her into letting me watch one time.'

Again, it isn’t ‘DO this one time,' but let him WATCH one time. Most likely, she kept sexing men even after he saw. She was empowered to continue with our without hubby's approval! And Nature saw to it that he soon caught up. It just took him some time.

Transfer of Power...

Sharing his sexual power with this wife, the stud greatly empowered her over her husband. A one time request to watch became a weekly thing. And note: the HUSBAND who ASKED to watch, and SHE who DECIDED.

'Once she started planning on her own, I fell in love with humiliation and chastity she rather took over the dominant role...'

The strong likelihood is that she continued her personal, sexual development. She quickly widened her sexual experience and knowledge, and discovered new preferences that she would never otherwise explore.

She loved what other men taught her, and what she learned, she practiced with her husband, including humiliation and chastity.

She now wielded the sexual power in their marriage.

Returning to Intention and Design...

But there is still that question: why is it that some men achieve their pinnacle of pleasure only through cuckoldry? And the implication is absolutely fascinating! 

Note well -- at the same time SHE is gaining sexual experience, knowledge and power from well-endowed lovers, the SAME experience reduces him to chronic arousal, ceaseless masturbation and compulsive fantasies of that huge penis taking his wife!

The very thing that empowered her AT THE SAME TIME reduced him to helplessness! What readied her to dominate prepared him to submit. Again, it happened AT THE SAME TIME.

This is absolutely fascinating.
It is utterly beautiful.
It is extremely erotic.

Nature knows what it's doing.

Whatever one believes about evolutionary biology, these dynamics do work in many cases. And while funded research may not [yet] support it, such dynamics seem to exist with such regularity as to allow for this reasonable hypothesis:

Nature Intends This...

This little blog is read by people around the world. Sometimes as many as 500 visit its pages in a month. Cuckold curiosity and desire crosses many cultures and societies. Many men desire and even CRAVE to be cuckolded, even as it terrifies them. Why?

They desire cuckolding because millions of years of evolutionary biology incline them to it. Sex is vital for the survival of the species. Husbands desire it because they're supposed to desire it as part of Nature's intention to ensure the propagation of the species. 

Arousal prepares for sexual activity. Since cuckoldry so often arouses husbands suggests that the mechanism evolved to support reproductive function. But cuckold arousal in many instances induces husbands to step aside as another fulfills that function.

The question this man asked [is cuckolding with co-workers and close friends too far] may be reasonable. But there seems little chance that he escaped her wiles. His wife:

1] Loved to dominate him.
2] Strongly desired to humiliate him.
3] Had years of experience dominating him.
4] Knows how much pleasure he takes from it.

Concluding Thoughts...

While many husbands plot and scheme for years to convince their wife to take another man, some wives find themselves in the opposite role. They may desire their lover and wish they could bring their husband onboard.

If they understand the dynamics, and if they cooperate, a wife and lover can groom and shape a husband to be cuckolded. As they two work together, a husband's power is limited and his options are few.

Women gain much IF they know how to bring that desire to the surface of their husbands' consciousness. When HE desires this, the result is a win-win-win.

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Do you envy what this wife was able to do? Have you ever wanted more than your husband gives? Have you ever wondered what you're missing? Do you wish that you had the sexual power to do what she did, or that your husband would agree to this arrangement?

Whatever your thoughts on cuckoldry, do you feel that this is what sex is supposed to be? Can you be satisfied with less and not resent it at all? Did this post arouse you enough to make you wet? How do you think your husband would react to this article if he saw it?

Have you ever 'tested the waters' with him in any way? If so, how did this go? Were you ever pleased by attention from another man? If your husband knew, how did he react

Has your wife ever cuckolded you? Do you wish she would? Did you ever share this with her? Would you show her this post? Do you wish you could share it with her? If your wife read this post, how do you think that she would react? If your wife had this experience, how would you react? Could you do 'better' than this man? Or are you in a situation now?
 

Comments and discussion are welcomed.  
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Wet Panties

Rougedmount's artistry requires no justification. Read it and enjoy!
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Soft white creamy full thighs draw your eye

The contrast of black panties inciting your arousal
You want to bite them, kiss them, lick them
You want to squeeze them and raise gooseflesh
Hands aching to touch the fullness of my body
With a heavy masculine hand and gentle touch
You can barely see my secret female flesh
The softened seam and fullness of lips
Through the gauzy not quite sheer fabric
Can you imagine what my sex feels like?
Through the inconvenient silk over my sweetness
The full press of your palm, your fingers
And finally your mouth as you press lips there
You can feel the heat burn through the barrier
You can see the wetness start to seep through
Deep drawn breath draws my lascivious scent
Your lungs and mind bursting with my aroma
Imagine hooking the smooth elastic band
With the tip of your finger to expose me
Your carnal mood makes your cock jump
As the tingling engorgement swells your flesh
Decisions to tear the panties off completely
Discard them carelessly and take your bounty
Or to tease yourself by slowly peeling them
Down my thighs to tangle around ankles
Your imagination runs rampant with possibilities
Will I arch toward your mouth and hands?
Will I passively comply with your wanted attention?
Can you illicit my delighted sighs or make me beg?
Will you hear my guttural sensual commands
As I verbally direct you to service my needs?
If I denied you the access you desperately wanted
Behind the shimmering veil of my wet panties
How long would it take you to actually remove them?

Discussing Large Endowment with a Beautiful Stranger

Today, I bought a flash drive. When I asked the cashier to retrieve the device, she waited a moment for me to lead her. When I didn’t move, she realized I hadn’t yet seen them. An extraordinarily beautiful, African-American woman, she handed me a perfect opening for discussing fascinating things. Of course I took it. Her part of the dialogue is indicated by PC [Pretty Cashier]

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PC: Oh – you haven’t found them yet [leading me] … well let’s see … we keep them in different places actually.

Me: You DO? ... Well I will not ask in what places you keep them …

PC: Stops in front of a display and chuckles lightly [humorous reply is always good] ... OK so we have this small one which holds only 8 gigs. Then those ones hold 16 gigs and sell for $15. And this is our biggest one. This is a 32 gig drive and it sells for $25.

I had to ask ...

Me: Do you like the big ones?

PC: Lowers her head slightly, looks straight ahead, her lips purse slightly, and the muscles around her gorgeous face tighten sightly as she suppresses the temptation to giggle.

Me: I feign being nonplused … What ……………..? I just asked if you like the big ones ...

Deliberately, I gave her a good long moment to let her hang herself with MORE reaction that she could retract or deny. Her gorgeous lips stay tightly pursed.

Me: Oh REALLY now! Is that what you're thinking? [Pretending only then to ‘figure it out’].

PC: Lips broaden into wide smile ...

Me: Well at least we both know ... what we're discussing ...

PC: Head rolls toward me slightly and wobbles a little ... well ... it's ...

Me: Let me guess– you’ve never handled that much data before ...?

PC: She looks away, but is clearly enjoying the double entendre. She looks my way.

Me: So does your boyfriend know that you think about such things?

PC: No … I don’t  ...

Me: But obviously, you've got your own opinion on these matters ...

PC: Smiling broadly, teeth showing

Me: And clearly, you've thought SOMETHING about it ...

She seems to become vulnerable and ready to share more when a coworker, another very pretty young woman, arrives. I don't know their relationship. My first priority is to avoid any potential embarrassment of my new friend. Basically, I end discussion there.

Me to coworker: She may or may not tell you about this discussion. I'll support her decision either way.

Me to PC: 'Thank you for helping me pick out the better flash drive...'

PC: 'Well that one does have more inches ...'

Isn't it curious how images and ideas work in our mind?

Me to PC: '...Inches?

PC: I mean ...

I saw a beautiful and knowing smile as the import of what she said dawned on her...

Me to PC: Let me just say that this has been a joy. Your openness to discussing this is wonderfully refreshing, and wherever you decide to go, I would affirm you in it completely...

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Pressed for time, I couldn’t bring the coworker into the discussion. And I had no chance to ‘test the waters’ to see how she might react. Disappointing as it was, I ended discussion there. Had circumstances been different, I would have pursued several lines of inquiry:

1] You’re wonderfully open … we just met and you obviously enjoy discussing this … yet you don’t discuss with your boyfriend. Why is that? Isn’t it a bit odd or sad … I mean, shouldn’t you be able to?

2] I think that if he truly cares for a young woman and puts her first, he will make it safe for her to share absolutely anything she wants or needs to share with him… wouldn’t you agree that is the ideal?

3] Did you know that even if not supportive, many men are at least open to their woman trying a ‘big drive?’ And that women who know why this is so can often coax/wheedle their men into agreeing to it?

4] Did you know that some men actually want this for their woman, and that absolutely nothing on the planet is as uncontrollably hot to them as his wife or girl taking another, usually well-endowed, man?

5] Many people do find these things quite fascinating. And they certainly pique your interest. Can you look in my eyes and say with total honesty that this hasn’t made you even a teeeeeny bit wet?

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I thanked her for her help and said that she totally convinced me which was the way to go … I took the big flash drive and left with it -- and the memory of her big smile.

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Would you like to have had this conversation? Have you had similar conversations? Would you like to be able to have this discussion with your wife? Or, would you like for another man or woman to have this conversation with your girlfriend or wife? What do you think?