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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

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

Just for Her

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex with my wife with tags on April 10, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

Having expected to fuck in the evening, rather than that morning, I didn’t know what to expect when She climbed into bed next to me. There was a little distance between us, but Her hand rested on my shoulder.
Was that signal enough?
I didn’t want to presume.
Neither of us moved.
After a few minutes She drew closer and draped a leg over mine.
Her: This morning you asked about tonight …?
Me: If Continue reading

… so She let me jerk off over Her tits

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex with my wife with tags , , , , , on April 9, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

Just before we go any further, I’d like to be clear that this post is neither historical nor relating a dream. It is probably quite a surprising title for one of my posts, considering Our well documented dysfunction, yet the title is … well … I’ll get to the title shortly, but let’s wind the clock back an hour or two first.

It was around 7am when She woke on Sunday. Maybe an hour after my cock had heralded the morning. She rolled over and put an arm across me. On other occasions I would have taken that as fore-fore-play, but with sex marked down as for that night it seemed unlikely. Perversely I regretted not escaping from bed when I had had the opportunity.
And then She stroked my chest.
That wasn’t  fore-fore-play. That was Continue reading

What to expect?

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex with my wife with tags , , , , , , on April 5, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

As I waited for the kettle to boil it occurred to me that in only around 12hrs my cock would be enveloped in cunt. An odd thought that years ago might have been commonplace if I was expecting to be staying the night at a girlfriend’s. But now, after around a decade of marriage, and sex being rare for around half of that, it was almost without president and one I struggled to rationalise.

Significantly less than 12hrs later, it was still early, yet we had both fallen asleep in front of some TV documentary. The previous night had been long, and energetic, and in my case excessively soaked in alcohol.
She suggested we Continue reading

Of awkwardness and schedules

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex with my wife with tags , , , on April 5, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

It had been a shit day. One of the worst in years. And at least in part, one of my own making. When I came home I hit the whisky. And I hit it hard.

She came home not long after. We didn’t argue. Too often, when I get drunk, my dissatisfaction at our marriage boils to the surface, but today my angst had a different target. We talked about it. There was no resolution – in the circumstance there is no possibility of a good resolution – but we were on the same side.

I’ve no idea how we got into the topic of sex. Half a Continue reading

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