The Beginning

Hi there. This journal will describe our journey. (And no, I have no intention of doing the whole O/our thing. I think that's fucked up.) Anyway, I guess I should start at the beginning. A few months ago, I decided it was time to get a divorce. I'd been married for almost 15 years and it was time to admit that the relationship between my husband and I just wasn't working. We'd gotten married very young and were just not right for each other. So, I moved out. And quickly discovered that I LOVED being submissive. I had, in fact, been trying to be submissive to my husband, who had no idea what to do with me.

I discovered a whole new world, one that was exciting and more than a little intimidating. I met a few Doms (yes, I will capitalize that, but the O/our thing is still stupid), and found that, while playing with different guys was fun, it was ultimately empty. I was looking for someone to not only dominate and control me, but also adore me. The affection and emotional attachment was missing from the occasional kinky booty calls.

While all these thoughts were going through my mind, I happened to meet a switch couple who was interested in a threesome. I thought, "What the hell?" and arranged to go out to dinner with them. Well, we went to dinner and out for drinks, then they took me back to their place. Once there, we proceeded to watch TV. For an hour. The entire time I kept shooting "wtf?" looks at the guy. (He'd been the one I'd been communicating with.) The girl was curled up on the couch, which I was also sitting on, as far away from me as possible. Then they took me home. It was more than a little bizarre.

The next day, the guy texted me saying how sorry he was. Apparently, there was a bit of a communication issue between him and his wife. At this point, he's decided he'd like to meet me one on one, without his wife's knowledge. I talked to him about it quite a bit, trying to be sure he was absolutely certain he wanted to go through with it. I didn't know it at the time, but she had recently cheated on him and I think he was aching for a little payback.

So we agreed to meet the following afternoon. He came over and we had an incredible time. I didn't realize how much it had affected him at the time, but apparently when I kissed him the first time, he pretty much decided his marriage was over. He said he didn't know if he would be with me at that point, he just knew he couldn't live without that level of passion and desire anymore.

Well, to make an already long story a little shorter, we have been seeing each other for almost six months now. He has left his wife and is in the process of a divorce. He currently lives with me and quite frankly, I don't think either of us has ever been happier.

OK, that's enough for now. Kinky stuff next time, I promise.