Friday, June 20, 2003

Tonight The Wife is out of town (for the whole weekend, actually). I took the opportunity to make a trip to my local adult bookstore. I'm really in the mood for a video, but they want a $30 deposit, and that's just not in the budget right now. I had to settle for a couple of bundled packs of "letters" magazines. The difficulty in choosing those is making sure you get what you want. This particular shop has a plethora of "family encounters" magazines, and that really just sickens me. Now that I'm home and have my purchases out of the shrink wrap, I'm pretty pleased. I've already tossed off once to a foot fetish tale.

This was the first time I've been in there that a woman was working the counter. I've mostly seen men in this place, with the occasional couple or mixed-sex group looking around. Tonight there was an unaccompanied woman just ahead of me in line! She bought a huge 10" vibrator and was pretty upset that they were out of batteries. For a little while, I entertained my own little fantasy of offering my services in place of the powerless vibe, but let's be honest, folks, I'm not Brad Pitt. I doubt that she'd react with anything other than disgust, with the possible added humiliation of pepper spray or her calling the cops.

I'd never seriously consider cheating on The Wife. If there was some magical way to have a completely risk-free and guilt-free sexual encounter, I might think more about it, but it's not really realistic. I love her, we're pretty happy, and we're going to be together for the rest of our lives. I'm not going to let my dick mess that up.
Though I haven't posted since last Friday, this week has been fairly eventful. I resorted to "self-abuse" at least twice over the weekend and into Monday, but there wasn't much of interest there. Tuesday night is when things got more fun.

I tried the Rosy Palm again on Tuesday night. For those of you who haven't been reading from the beginning, this is a masturbation technique I learned from JackinWorld, and I haven't had that much success. This time, it was different. I just used the lightest of touches, and held my cupped palm up so that the head of the penis rubbed against it. I didn't hold the shaft with my other hand, just used the palm itself with very small movements. I swear, when I came I almost passed out! Not only that, but the following night, I went back to a more ordinary technique, and it still felt somewhat like it had with Rosy. Talk about afterglow!

Thursday morning, I had some time off of work. I've mentioned before that I like the occasional bit of rectal stimulation. Since I had the house to myself, I indulged in something more. I've got a (relatively small) pink vibrator in the night stand, and with some lube and plenty of patience, I got a good portion of it inserted. It's not the kind of thing I want as a steady diet, but sometimes you've just gotta have a little extra spice, you know?