Seven Ways of Silence

Nearly everyone spends their days *not* saying or doing the things we want to. It’s not a unique situation among the human race- very few of us are truly as uninhibited as we wish we were.

I’m actually pretty lucky. I don’t get to do everything I want- obviously- and I spend a lot of time biting my tongue so as to keep my snark from getting me fired or killed. But I’m lucky enough to have found a woman who indulges my interests in the bedroom- literally, anything I would ask for. So, I really do understand if my plight, such as it is, doesn’t draw huge lots of sympathy.

That problem? Not knowing what to ask for. Not knowing how to ask. Not knowing what I could do. My wife, my lovely submissive girl, will let me do just about anything I ask, and I just don’t know what to say.

Yeah, I can hear the vast lack of sympathy building.

So, this is to learn. To practice. To say the things I want to say, to work out what I want to do, and to record what does and what doesn’t work. Hopefully, it helps.

I dedicate this work to three women. Two I know, and one I don’t. The first, of course, is my wife. The second is her best friend, who we both wanted to convince to have a threesome with us- we hesitated and didn’t ask, and she got into a relationship. Figures. But I remained rather hung-up on her, to a surprising degree. She inspired this, really. The third, the one I don’t know, is The Beautiful Kind. Because I’m trying to work out my kinks.