Turmoil I wake in the morning and you are there; I work in the daytime, you are there still. The evening a repeat, there you are; The night, oh help! No respite. I wake again and it’s you; How is this possible? I flail and sigh and stroke myself, the days go by and still … Continue reading Turmoil
I wrote this for my lover in August 2018. It's about our first liaison together in June. When I shared it with him, he was concerned that I was falling in love with him. He was right to be concerned, but I didn't let on.... Playing with Fire For years you sat across the room … Continue reading Playing with fire
I've always loved Sundays. A lie in, tea in bed, a roll around with my beloved, a tasty brunch, maybe a walk, a fire on a cold day and a lovely meal. Fantastic 🙂. I still love Sundays but today as I sit here with my coffee after brunch, I am alone. Don't get me … Continue reading Sunday
Yesterday when my lover was leaving to have a meal with his wife and in-laws, I asked him how he could do that to me (i.e. experience the great sex we'd just shared), just before going out with them? He said 'compartmentalise I guess'. It got me thinking about the differences between men and women … Continue reading Compartmentalisation (or compartmentalization according to your preferred spelling)
I would never have shared this private information if my current lover had taken the time and trouble to talk to me about our relationship and the feelings we have for one another, since the start of our affair.