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Good morning. Not good morning

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex with my wife with tags , , , on April 24, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

The schedule has obviously gone to the wall. it may still be loosely in place in Her head, but we are not fucking when we are supposed to be fucking.
Last night when I signalled I was going to bed, there was no indication She was expecting to join me any time soon. I assumed She knew it was Wednesday-Fuck-Night, but maybe She’d given up.

This morning She went to the bathroom 45min before the alarm was due. I dug under the duvet and with my hand naturally wrapping itself around my erection, I hit my own metaphorical snoozed button. Half an hour after She’d returned Continue reading

If not now, then when?

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex with my wife with tags , , on April 22, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

After the last few days, it’s difficult not to assume The Schedule has been cancelled.
I’ve been grumpy for the last couple of days, and my interest in the reality of The Schedule has waned significantly. That said, the day had been OK, and we’d mostly all been civil to each other. She and I even went to bed at the same time. And Continue reading

Maybe it’s me?

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Meet the Masturbator with tags , , on April 21, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

Maybe it’s me?
Maybe I’m the problem?
Maybe our failure to have a normal sex life is my fault?
Maybe I’m just insatiable?
For about two decades it was a Continue reading

I don’t want to play

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , on April 20, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

The last few days in summary:
Wednesday night: We were sheduled to have sex. We didn’t have sex.
Thursday night: She wanted to rectify that. I didn’t. We had sex.
Friday morning: I wanted to have sex. She didn’t. We didn’t have sex.
Saturday morning: I wanted to have sex. She didn’t. We didn’t have sex.
Sunday morning: We were scheduled to have sex …
You know what, Dear Reader? I think this is a pretty crap game. I don’t want to play. 

So Sunday morning, when we’re scheduled to have sex, I made sure I Continue reading

Still none

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , , , on April 19, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

We were home from our holiday. The long Easter weekend still lay ahead of us, and there was no imperative to get out of bed early for another three days. Obviously that didn’t stop me waking early, getting up long before She woke, and enjoying a cup of tea and my favourite sex blogs. Obviously that didn’t result in me feeling any less horny.

Fueled by relentless libido, optimism and stubbornness, I took the same approach as the previous day:

  • Porn
  • Good erection
  • Back to the bedroom
  • Strip
  • Pose
  • Back into bed

I walked into the bedroom about 8:30. Not late, but late enough for a sufficiency of sleep whilst still being early enough for a fuck before domestic and familial duty consumed the day.
Her: Morning
Me: How are you doing?
Her: Continue reading

None of what I needed

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Porn with tags , , , , on April 18, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

Her: Morning.
Me: Morning.
Her: We should get ourselves together.

It was the last morning of our holiday, and we needed to vacate the cottage in the next couple of hours.
I had been up for more than an hour, licking my wounds from the night before. It hadn’t taken much reflection to know I had been as much at fault as She had or that I that could make a conciliatory gesture this morning.
So I had taken my smart phone out and navigated to my current favourite porn site. These … Continue reading

What She needed

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex with my wife on April 17, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

Her: We missed last night’s schedule?
It wasn’t so much a question, rather a statement with an inflection that rose … and then hung.
It was thursday night, and we hadn’t fucked the previous night, as per our new schedule.
Me: Does it matter?
Her: I think so. Don’t you?
Me: I think a schedule feels weird but entirely necessary.
Her: We need it, so we don’t slip back into old habits.

Obviously She was Continue reading

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