Friday, February 24, 2012

PAIN. Based on a True Story

Maricela sobbed hysterically. Her face twisted,wrought with agony. She looked up to see Rafael's face, trying her best to catch his eyes. He was looking away. Far away.
"I beg you mi amor, por favor, answer my question. Do you love her?" her voice was shaky and cracked.
"I don't know. I swear to God, I don't know how I feel." Rafael replied solemnly.

Rafael and Maricela have been married for almost 12 years and they have been blessed with three kids, 2 boys and a girl in between. Marriage can be called a little too early for both of them, but she was pregnant and they mutually decided to tidy things up in their life. The family life has been peaceful and happy. They have their usual spats and trials like most married couples. except until the last few months.

Maricela just knew there was something wrong, not right. Something in her gut gave her acid reflux each time she noticed little and slight things that made her feel that Rafael had become distant, detached, less caring and attentive.

He had always been a quiet, reserved man of few words. Hard-working. Simple. Maricela also knew of his dark, passionate side. Over extended work hours for Rafael were rare, but lately, have become always. At home, he would close the door to his study, a unique thing he had never done, and this is where he tinkered on his laptop until the wee hours of the morning.
The sex had become more and more infrequent. However, it has been that way for several years. The last 2 or 3 times they had sex, he was savage, almost brutal and lustful like a beast. Maricela knew he was different.

It felt magnificent, except Maricela knew in her core he was fucking someone else. Her body just happened to be available for the taking. She recalls the last time, she tried her best to be a whore in bed for him to reciprocate the wild sex. 

But then he started moaning. She heard it. It was very faint, softer than a whisper, but he had said a name. Right in the middle of her multiple orgasms her tears flowed and she tried her best to choke back her whimpers. Maricela stared at her husband's face. He was in orgasmic ecstasy. His head thrown back, his eyes rolled up, his whole body shaking and profusely sweaty, he was biting on his lower lip. Then somehow his soul escaped. He mumbled a girl's name. Maricela felt her heart stabbed a hundred times with a jagged knife. As he rolled to his side, he turned his back on her and started snoring. Maricela was wide awake, she stared at the ceiling while her tears gushed uncontrollably.

She needed to know. She had to.
On that fateful, horrible night, Maricela crept stealthily into the study where he worked. He had headphones on and he never even noticed her presence. He was chatting with someone. She was appalled to see her husband playing with himself. He was saying things that made all the hairs in her body rise. He kept calling out her name, professing his love, lusting about her.

She stood frozen behind him in the dark. When she could no longer take it, she sat on the floor, covered her ears and quietly sobbed.

Maricela decided to confront him about that night and what she saw and heard. Rafael went crazy angry that she swore he was about to hit her.

She however has decided she will never give up her husband. He can lie. He can cheat. He can fuck "her" in bed or fuck her in his head. It doesn't matter. He comes home to her and their kids. She knows herself enough that she can live with the pain of another woman in his life, but she can not live with the pain of losing him in hers.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

TMI Tuesday - 14 February 2012

Whether you celebrate Valentine's Day or think it is a consumer oriented, manipulative and shallow interpretation of romance, just have yourself some fun by answering this weeks's TMI Tuesday questions.

1.  Cupid is the god of desire, affection and erotic desire. As the myth goes, a person shot by cupid's arrow is filled with uncontrollable desire. On your behalf, who would you like cupid to shoot?

Do I really need to say more? Yes, that's Johnny Depp.

2.   Earlier in the evening, you had dinner at the Fook Yue Chinese restaurant. You are feeling quite amorous. You open a fortune cookie in the bedroom. 
Three fortunes appear: 
  • "Your patience will be rewarded." What would you like that reward to be?
30 minutes of foreplay.
  • "Try something new." What is the something new you want to try?
I would not mind being shared by my current squeeze and his hot best bud. I am feeling amorous and generous. (wink!) And maybe some kind of sweet bondage when I am not allowed to reciprocate but just take it all in. 

  • "'tis better to give than to receive." What would you like to give?
30 minutes of the best oral sex that will make him forget his grandmother's name.

3.  If you were to write a special Valentine message (e.g. card/letter) what is that message?

You don't have to wait for the next Valentine's Day to get all the loving I can give you.

4.  Are you doing something special on valentine's day or is it just another day?

Did you say doing?

I was thinking of him. But then again, he crossed my mind too.

Otherwise, it is just one of those regular days for me with the possibility of getting it hot and steamy depending on how the wind blows.

5.  You must give chocolate to your secret Valentine on Valentine's Day. The chocolate is in the shape of your what?

I wonder how he will think of vajpops?

BONUS:  you can make your own Valentine Candy. Go to this link.  (Create your candy and post your generated candy on your Blog)

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Friday, February 10, 2012

TMI Tuesday - Let's Go To Bed

TMI TUESDAY this week was submitted by Undercover Metamorphosis.  Thank you.  Show her some love, stop by her page and say hello!

1.  A friend is coming to have sex. There are 3 twin beds and an air mattress in the room.  what do you do? (choose one)
    • Have sex where ever we land first? who needs a bed?
    • Have sex on a single twin mattress
    • Have sex on an air mattress?
    • Or (tell us your solution?) 
I don't know why you are asking me for a solution? I don't honestly see the problem. Whatever is available will be fully utilized. This will include the walls, the kitchen table, the bathroom, the tub.  Do you suppose I have to stick with only one location? It is highly unlikely.
No problem, no need for a solution.

2.  What is the oddest thing you have in your bedroom that someone would be surprised to find? Why is it there?

Hmmm interesting question. My bedroom would have a huge altar and a crucifix. And they are prized antiques. Heirlooms from my ancestors. I can move flats but one of these items will always go with me. It's part of the family tradition. It has never stopped anyone before to do anything in my room. At least not me. (wink)

3.  What are your favorite sheets?
    • Flannel
    • Cotton I love cotton sheets, clean, crisp and fresh
    • T-shirt cotton (jersey)
    • Satin Used for very important occasions and house guests (my guest) 
4.  Do you sleep with sheets tucked in or out? Why?

I generally start with the sheets properly tucked in. I said generally. But this will likely end up all over by the morning as I am quite a bed mate. I kick the sheets off somehow and the pillows beside me can be all over the place. Except for the pillow on my head.

5.  What is your usual bedtime? Why?
    • 8-10 pm
    • 10 - 12 mn
    • 12 mn - 4 am
    • whenever my eyes won't stay open any longer Honest to goodness answer. It really all depends on the day of the week and the schedules I make. One word best describes it, totally unpredictable and off schedule.
6.  Do you sleep with closet doors shut or open? Bedroom door shut or open? Any particular reason why?

I will have to attribute the habit of checking and rechecking if my closet and bedroom door is shut from the ghost tales my Nanny used to tell me about. I know, I am such a loser. But to this date, it completely spooks me if the closet door is ajar and the bedroom door is half-open. Everything should be shut and tight. I don't like to give the bogey man an easy time to get me.

7.  Have you ever broken a bed or other furniture during sex?

Well, once, a bedside lamp.  Would a framed painting count? Okay, so twice.

8.  What's your favorite type of bed for sex?

If you have ever been to any of the Four Seasons Hotel, their Queen bed is total heaven. soft and fluffy and ooh la lah, just feels so good to lie naked all the time.

9.  What do you sleep in?
    • Lingerie
    • Underwear
    • Day clothes
    • T-shirt
    • Nothing
I am a lingerie girl, but more the cotton teddy type. Or a tank top and boy briefs.
I am not the silk or lacy lingerie sleepwear type, if I want to sleep. 
If the question had been, what do you wear to bed when I am with someone, then I'll give a different answer. Nothing.
Morning after, I love to wear his shirt.

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