Archive for The infamous red underwear

Object to desire

Posted in Sexual politics, The Red Torsolette with tags , , , , , , , , , on December 27, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

It wasn’t going to be a full house for Xmas lunch, but it would be decidedly fuller than usual, with more guests than hosts. The older generation would likely be dressed smart, but an informal, relaxed lunch is my preference for Xmas Day, so I’d be in my natural plumage – jeans and t-shirt.

After breakfast, there was some discussion between my Wife and me about attire, though other than that I can’t bring myself to cook in smart clothes, with no specific conclusion.
She disappeared upstairs.
20min later Continue reading

2557 days later

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, The Red Torsolette with tags , on December 24, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

Logging into my WP dashboard the other day, it was pointed out to me that I have been writing this blog for 7 years, and have published over 800 posts. It largely started as a way of documenting how I was trying to revitalise Our marriage, and more importantly Our sex life.

7 years ago, on Xmas morning, I presented my Wife with a

Continue reading

The end of me

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , , , , , , on September 26, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

I wonder if I’m dying.
Not literally. I’m not that self obsessed and dour.
But a part of me.
A big part of me.
The sex part of me.

Nearly 7 years ago, when I started this sex blog, I was Continue reading

Relegation of icons

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, Random stuff about sex, The Red Torsolette with tags , , , , on September 8, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

There are points when one senses nails in the lids of coffins.

For far longer than my Wife and I have slept separately, I have, from time to time, tormented myself by looking in Her underwear drawer. For no reason less noble than to fuel my own self destructive optimism, in the hope that maybe today She’s wearing the Infamous Red. That maybe something has changed. That a positive decision has been made.

Today was such a day.
Today was different.
Today was not the same.
Today there was a Continue reading

My bad

Posted in Underwear with tags , , , on June 18, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

I’m not OCD as such, but I am a stickler for detail.
A shirt has to be perfectly ironed, right down to the creases in the sleeves.
The colour of my socks has to match my underwear whenever possible.
Shoes have to shine so you

Continue reading

Visible panty line

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage, The Red Torsolette with tags , , , , on August 22, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

Early in the morning I’d hung out the first load of washing as I headed down out to the man-cave.
A couple of hours later, She hung out the second load whilst I tinkered with a project.

The arms of the laundry airer are pretty much exactly at eye height for me. And so, later still, as I walked back to the house for a cup of tea, they hit me in the face.
Well, not literally, but Continue reading

Not for me

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage with tags , , on August 21, 2017 by Accidental Masturbator

I wouldn’t say we flirted during the day. There was noticeably a little more physical contact than usual … ie more than none … and nothing much more than a passing hand on the shoulder, but that, in combination with Her wearing The Infamous Red Underwear (not that there is any reason to think She knew I knew She was wearing it) gave me considerable hope for a fuck last night.

10:30pm came.
We had both snoozed off in front of the TV.
Me: I’m off to bed.
Her:

Continue reading

%d bloggers like this: