Archive for Fight

It’s not Her – it’s Her!

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , on March 31, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

I started it. Not Her.
I reacted to Her naïve, optimistic fuck-up.
I tried to walk away.
I failed.
I walked back.
And then I sniped.
I started it.
I failed. Not Her.

And then We
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Aftermath #4

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex therapy with tags , , , , on February 24, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

On my way home after Session #4, I picked up a bottle of gin to soothe my wounds.
By the time my Wife got home from work that evening I’d sunk most of it.
After supper We talked.

Unfortunately I was sufficiently pissed that I can’t remember much of what was said. But with inhibitions well soaked, I spelt out some of what I felt needed addressing.

• I feel that She is failing to recognise that Continue reading


Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , on December 28, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

It had been a rough day at the coal face of family life. Actually, two coal faces. And neither traumas involved fighting with my Wife. On the contrary, for one we were almost on the same side, and the other we were both shared the same enemy. By the end of the day we shared the same metaphorical bruises but had inflicted very few on the other.
Once We were finally left alone …
Me: Lets just Continue reading

Another day, another fight

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Random stuff about sex, Sex therapy with tags , , , on December 16, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

It doesn’t even matter why it started. It doesn’t matter what it was about. It was probably my fault – I’m just feeling so entrenched at the moment that She could probably say exactly the right thing and I’d take it as exactly the wrong thing and then We would spiral off into tit for tat mud slinging.
Maybe She said the wrong thing?

Somehow we got to the topic of Continue reading

Fight the good fight

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Sex therapy with tags , , , , , , , , on November 6, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

There was no point in getting out of bed. It was Sunday: Friday night had gone from great to shit, and for pretty much the whole of Saturday I’d reserved my company exclusively for myself. Sulking, and licking my wounds. Again, the bed there was no point in getting out of was, by my own choice, the spare bed.

Some 5hrs later than I would usually rise (and, with the luxury of solitude, two orgasms later) I showered and went downstairs for breakfast. She joined me at the table.
Her: We should talk.
We did.

The conversation was Continue reading

I’ve moved out

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , , , , , on November 5, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

We were out for the evening, catching up with an old friend and sampling artisinal spirits, as is the current trend. It was a great evening.
We moved on to a restaurant and ordered a jug of cocktails. Having imbibed three shots alreafy at the bar, my Wife, being one who neither consumes nor can tolerate large amounts of alcohol, protested but accepted a single glass. Conversation flowed – work, family, travel – a second jug was ordered and I topped up our glasses – politics, artisinal spirits, art – a third jug and, where I had been pouring half glasses, my Wife filled Her’s all but to the brim – religion, feminism, philosophy – A couple of times I briefly put ny hand on Her knee beneath the table and it seened well received.
Our friend excused himself and went to the Gents.
Me: I’m enjoying bneing out with my Wife.
Her: I’d rather you were Continue reading

Wake up call

Posted in Dreaming of sex with tags , , on February 28, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

When I woke, She was knelt over me, straddling my head, pinning me to the bed.
She ground Her Continue reading

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