How could it be possible?

 I'm a caregiver. Oh no, not a professional one, nor a paid one. I'm my wife's caregiver. No free days, no labour rights, no spared hours. It's fine, it was for better or for worse. Maybe I've not been too lucky, but it happens. 


Pitifully I'd need some skin, some pleasure, some moanings. And I'd like having them with my wife... but she doesn't want, or can't. And, since I'm an animal, I'd like having them anyhow. But usually, my wife watches over, with a female instinct, that nobody would accost me. In that case, she's yet a wife. 

Thus, I tell nobody what I'm suffering. (Am I exaggerating? Am I pushing my situation too hard? Maybe it's usual not having sex yet working all day long every single day, putting together family, job and caregiving). Nearly nobody. 

I had said something to a collegue, but my wife watched over, and she discovered us (we never even touched each other) and obtained us to stand apart. Yesterday, I wrote something to a "friend", a divorced woman whose younger daughter I've had to help a little bit. She (her mother) was upset because I didn't tell her everything, but yesterday I admitted something more. 

And her answer shocked me. "I didn't imagine all this. If I were nearer to you, I anyhow know I should be careful, because I like you. And I've been with some men, even when I was married". Next step would have been sending me nudes, I think. Even a silly and moron man like me has understood this could be an offer. And I decided not to answer. Even if the idea of seeing her naked... of caressing a female body again, of being welcomed in a warm cave.... oh.... I fear I'm feeling harder and needy.

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