[Parthene] Walkin’ my Pa(r)th
Posted: Wed May 16, 2018 8:49 am
Chastity is not what I intended when I started down my current path of self fulfillment and discovery. Turns out my discoveries thus far have altered my understanding of fulfillment. I am much more content, happier than I was just two months ago, and hope to capture some of that here.
GF and I had a decent love life, leaning into the non vanilla, with her most comfortable in the submissive role. We’re both getting into our middle years, and things naturally slow as hormone and energy levels drop, and that was ok. A little mournful of our youthful exuberance, sure, but it was natural, understood, acceptable. A couple years back, GF, took a pretty big hit in her career, and it torched her self confidence, and her drive, and her mood. Depressed. And it knocked our sex life down, pretty hard.
At the same time, my career change buffered me up. My professional life has brought me joy, and growing success, which has elevated my spirits, and brought into focus my growing frustration on the home front. GF has had to contend with health issues which have made many of our previous activities out of bounds, so when we could make some sexual engagement, it was less satisfying to us both.
I would entertain myself as best I could, elaborately when I found some time alone, indulging in my own submissive inclinations and kinks. Otherwise, is was quick relief in the shower, hurried, furitive wanks standing over the toilet, or sneaky quiet masturbation lying next to her as she sleeps. When her health took a worse turn this winter and she was always home, the elobarate indulgences stopped completely. And I was getting a bit bonkers.
Her most recent health emergency finally came under control a couple months ago, and we were looking at an extended recovery. She’d lost 30 pounds, and not in a good way. She was weak, and prone to joint injury, unable to work, unable to help around the house, and needing assistance in her own personal care. And I was tired, frustrated, and dabbling in resentful. If led to a couple conversations. Being the caregiver is something I’d been through in my marriage, and I’d had some experience in managing that stress. So I began introducing some elements of play.
GF and I had a decent love life, leaning into the non vanilla, with her most comfortable in the submissive role. We’re both getting into our middle years, and things naturally slow as hormone and energy levels drop, and that was ok. A little mournful of our youthful exuberance, sure, but it was natural, understood, acceptable. A couple years back, GF, took a pretty big hit in her career, and it torched her self confidence, and her drive, and her mood. Depressed. And it knocked our sex life down, pretty hard.
At the same time, my career change buffered me up. My professional life has brought me joy, and growing success, which has elevated my spirits, and brought into focus my growing frustration on the home front. GF has had to contend with health issues which have made many of our previous activities out of bounds, so when we could make some sexual engagement, it was less satisfying to us both.
I would entertain myself as best I could, elaborately when I found some time alone, indulging in my own submissive inclinations and kinks. Otherwise, is was quick relief in the shower, hurried, furitive wanks standing over the toilet, or sneaky quiet masturbation lying next to her as she sleeps. When her health took a worse turn this winter and she was always home, the elobarate indulgences stopped completely. And I was getting a bit bonkers.
Her most recent health emergency finally came under control a couple months ago, and we were looking at an extended recovery. She’d lost 30 pounds, and not in a good way. She was weak, and prone to joint injury, unable to work, unable to help around the house, and needing assistance in her own personal care. And I was tired, frustrated, and dabbling in resentful. If led to a couple conversations. Being the caregiver is something I’d been through in my marriage, and I’d had some experience in managing that stress. So I began introducing some elements of play.