So This Just Happened.

Flirting is fun

Being in a relationship doesn’t mean you must stop having fun.

Remember how enjoyable and exciting it was when you first met your partner? The gazing, the teasing, the games, etc?

Those honeymoon stage feelings don’t last with long-term partners; they soon fade away to start along another kind of route.

Why not act on those feelings with someone new for a few moments? You don't forget your partner is the one you come back home to.

Flirting with other people while in a relationship is a personal decision. If you don't feel the need to flirt, that means you're completely content and settled. But, if you’re up for some fun and you start feeling trapped in your relationship, go flirt!

Draw boundaries and continue loving your partner.

Elite

This is so true.

This is something I’ve heard many times. Usually after this she steps up her flirting with other guys. I love when she flirts with a guy and then gives me a sly look. Almost as though she saying, “I know you like this.”

Last night’s conversation with my wife. Me: So tell me about your crush at gym. Her: My crush at gym? Me: Yes, your gym crush, Steve. I know when your crushing on someone. Her: Oh my God. I don’t have a crush on Steve. Me: Listen, I know when you’re crushing on a guy. Tell me about him. Her: Seriously? He’s cute and all but way too young. And do you really think a guy like that would want anything to do with someone my age? Me: Absolutely, have you heard of the term, Cougar? She laughed. Her: Yea, well, no. No crush on Steve. Now, Rob on the other hand. I’m crushing big time on him! I got an instant hard on. Me: Really, I never saw that one coming. Her: Oh yea. He’s super nice and friendly. And when he takes his shirt off, I swoon. So hot. I love being able to have these talks with my wife.

This is so true. I love watching her do “the dance”, as we call it.

All the time. Mostly with other guys Sometimes with girls Also with couples.

Let’s do this

The One She Never Talked About

The wife and I have always been open. And while I love hearing about her past exploits, she only wanted to know names and how long we dated. And that’s how it’s been over the years. I know what she’s done and with whom. I know some body sizes, shapes, if their cock curved left or right or was straight. Her light skinned Italian lover with dark penis like a black guy. I even know about the guy with the three inch dick and anger issues that she only fucked once. I know more than most husbands would even want to. All except for one boyfriend. She only told me where he grew up and nothing else. Then last night we were driving home from somewhere and she blurted out, “oh, this is where so and so lived when I dated him.” She always used a nickname when we ever briefly brought him up. So I started asking easy innocent questions: How’d you meet Did you come up here often Did you sleep with him … All things she’d never opened up about this guy. Out of the blue she said, “that field there is where I had outdoor sex for the first time… Oh my God he had a huge cock” Now I know of her friend with the eight inch cock, I even met him on a few occasions. But for her to blurt out “huge cock”, I’m guessing he’s got to be larger. Nine or ten? So we get home and she says it’s late and she’s going to bed. I told her I had to straighten some things up and I should be in in a half hour or so. After five minutes I decided I just wanted to go to bed as well. As I near the bedroom, I hear the unmistakable sound of her vibrator. I slowly peer through door just in time to see her build up to and have an incredible orgasm. I gave her a few seconds to regroup, took a few steps back and cleared my throat. I walked in the room to see her spread eagle on the bed, vibrator on her stomach and breathing like she ran a marathon. I asked her if that was thinking about Steve. (I changed his name) Without opening her eyes, she said, “ mmm, yes”. I told her that now I knew why she never said much, she still loved his cock, to which she agreed. I asked her if she ever found him over the years. She said no, but she told me a few years ago she did a search. I told her maybe we should look again. She answered that she’d be ok with that. I said if it comes to fucking him, I want to either be there, or know about it beforehand and hear all the details. “I’m good with that”. So am I.