Attitudes
It is interesting to see the responses and anger generated by the topics and behavior contained in this blog. While the CS isn't surprised, and certainly understands the criticism, the outright hatred and contempt it generates from some is over the top. Rather than reading further or asking questions about the "why's" and the "how's, " the mere mention of such behavior brings out understandable, yet irrational critique.
One group of readers have indicated how strongly they disagree with such behavior, yet they are keen enough to ask questions, listen to the arguments and are generally interested in the details. They understand that although they may not agree with the conduct, there may be important information or details that they don't understand or know, or they are generally curious about people and why they do what they do.
The second group, however, though wonderful people they may be, certainly lack a bit of the rationale perspective. They are automatically disgusted by the behavior and are steeped in their dogma at the mere mention of it. In some cases, they are women who think "...it can never happen or doesn't happen to me." In reality, they have their heads burried in the sand and come up for air only when it does happen to them.
The CS realizes, appreciates and understands the criticism of his behavior. Moreover, this blog has been in existence for a short while and with limited readership. However, those that fall into the former, rather than latter group above, know that by asking questions, considering the arguments and generally being interested, they themselves learn something about certain men, about themselves and maybe even about people in general.
The CS is not trying to lecture here nor does he believe he is providing profound writing on the "topic of the ages." As repeatedly stated, it is just a glimpse into one particular life. However, current and relevant issues about relationships and sex are addressed here. At the least, those that condemn the behavior but that at the same time maintain a reasonable and rationale approach in their discussions of it, provide themselves with some insight into identifying such behavior in their own relationships. This is in stark contrast to those that have a purely emotional reaction to the content and believe that it can never happen to them. Until, of course, it does.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
Friday, April 02, 2004
SEXY MONA
Moving from philosophy to details....
Tuesday with Mona completed a day that, although meaningless in the scheme of things, made for a smoking time.
I decided that we would hook up in a happening lounge of a swank hotel. A good mix of people, lively and posh... but not snobby. Besides it was close to work which would fit into the grand scheme of things later.
I showed up just a few minutes late and saw Mona already at the bar drink in hand. Though she told me that she knew of the place, she was dressed more like for the club where we met than an upscale place. Tight body, perfect skin and although not beautiful...quite cute. Her drink of choice was Mohito of which I gladly indulged myself. This is highly recommended. Sugar with rum will dull any alcohol sensation making u feel like ur drinking sugar water. By the time you realize the effects....your streaking naked through the streets with a lamp shade on your head.
For 21 years old, the thing that was most sexy about Mona was her knack at suggestive conversation and interaction. Everything on her part was suggestive; a touch of the hand while talking, a subtle but seductive look; a sexy lick of the drink straw. She was either naturally proficient in this subtle art form or had been diligently reading Cosmo's tips on seducing men.
The alcohol flowed and so did our conversation which never dulled with uncomfortable silence. We moved from the bar to a couch and kanoodled, getting more and more touchy feely along the way. When I pressed her about how we met and about being married she said "if you dont give a shit that your married...Why should I?" Short and concise...yet poignant.
After several hours of sexy and sarcastic banter we became a little bit too touchy feely for that particular establishment. I suggested we go back to my office which was just a few blocks away. (Yes...I know... how convenient). It was late...and the making out ensued right when we got into my car. We were so consumed with each other and the alcohol that it was a challenging few block drive.
At that time of night, and as high up as it is, the office view is gorgeous. The City lights were all that were needed to add just the perfect hint of illumination. As we walked in....the site of her black g-string straps riding up from her jeans and hugging around her awesome hips was insanely hot. Damn...us dudes are such the visual creatures! We went straight for each other...it was hot and rough and we were naked within in seconds. The intense action coupled with the alcohol and the awesome view created an almost surreal aura.
So what was this chick like? How did she like it? Quite interesting...she was very vocal...which is always hot, but the quirk with her is that she made an effort to try almost every position imaginable, devoting only a short time for each. Specifically directing me from one position to the next: Doggie....cow-girl, reverse-cowgirl, on the desk with her butt to me, the one leg on the desk...the couch...and on and on. It was hot though maybe a little too rushed. But seeing her body spread from every angle, front, back, side...and looking at those awesome curves was incredible. When a chick is that confident with herself it makes for such the hotter session.
Given the intensity of it all we finished with quite the bang...we were both hot, sticky and sweaty. She then proceeded with a post-sex maneuver that freaked me out somewhat. Not something that's necessarily gross...but that would freak out many guys. No need for graphic details right now, but maybe a subject of future discussion.
I took her to her car, we made out some more and I told her that I would call her later in the week.
Between Rachel and Mona it was quite a day...not the usual day either for the Cheating Spouse, but shit happens. It was late and dealing with the potential repercussions at home was less than desirable. But there is always a price to pay for the cheating ways. More on that to come.
Moving from philosophy to details....
I decided that we would hook up in a happening lounge of a swank hotel. A good mix of people, lively and posh... but not snobby. Besides it was close to work which would fit into the grand scheme of things later.
I showed up just a few minutes late and saw Mona already at the bar drink in hand. Though she told me that she knew of the place, she was dressed more like for the club where we met than an upscale place. Tight body, perfect skin and although not beautiful...quite cute. Her drink of choice was Mohito of which I gladly indulged myself. This is highly recommended. Sugar with rum will dull any alcohol sensation making u feel like ur drinking sugar water. By the time you realize the effects....your streaking naked through the streets with a lamp shade on your head.
For 21 years old, the thing that was most sexy about Mona was her knack at suggestive conversation and interaction. Everything on her part was suggestive; a touch of the hand while talking, a subtle but seductive look; a sexy lick of the drink straw. She was either naturally proficient in this subtle art form or had been diligently reading Cosmo's tips on seducing men.
The alcohol flowed and so did our conversation which never dulled with uncomfortable silence. We moved from the bar to a couch and kanoodled, getting more and more touchy feely along the way. When I pressed her about how we met and about being married she said "if you dont give a shit that your married...Why should I?" Short and concise...yet poignant.
After several hours of sexy and sarcastic banter we became a little bit too touchy feely for that particular establishment. I suggested we go back to my office which was just a few blocks away. (Yes...I know... how convenient). It was late...and the making out ensued right when we got into my car. We were so consumed with each other and the alcohol that it was a challenging few block drive.
At that time of night, and as high up as it is, the office view is gorgeous. The City lights were all that were needed to add just the perfect hint of illumination. As we walked in....the site of her black g-string straps riding up from her jeans and hugging around her awesome hips was insanely hot. Damn...us dudes are such the visual creatures! We went straight for each other...it was hot and rough and we were naked within in seconds. The intense action coupled with the alcohol and the awesome view created an almost surreal aura.
So what was this chick like? How did she like it? Quite interesting...she was very vocal...which is always hot, but the quirk with her is that she made an effort to try almost every position imaginable, devoting only a short time for each. Specifically directing me from one position to the next: Doggie....cow-girl, reverse-cowgirl, on the desk with her butt to me, the one leg on the desk...the couch...and on and on. It was hot though maybe a little too rushed. But seeing her body spread from every angle, front, back, side...and looking at those awesome curves was incredible. When a chick is that confident with herself it makes for such the hotter session.
Given the intensity of it all we finished with quite the bang...we were both hot, sticky and sweaty. She then proceeded with a post-sex maneuver that freaked me out somewhat. Not something that's necessarily gross...but that would freak out many guys. No need for graphic details right now, but maybe a subject of future discussion.
I took her to her car, we made out some more and I told her that I would call her later in the week.
Between Rachel and Mona it was quite a day...not the usual day either for the Cheating Spouse, but shit happens. It was late and dealing with the potential repercussions at home was less than desirable. But there is always a price to pay for the cheating ways. More on that to come.
Thursday, April 01, 2004
The Cheating Spouse & Values
Invariably, the contents and details contained in this blog will draw the ire of many. One recent comment went some thing like this:
Why did you even get married? What is the problem with one
woman for life? You can mix it up with her. How would she feel
if she knew? How would you feel if she was doing that to you? Think about it for a while.
You probably wouldn't feel as much a person if she needed someone beside
you to satisfy her. That is what marriage says.
You and you alone can satisfy me forever.
Are you still gonna cheat even if your wife has kids? Are you so sex-driven you
can't think about anything else?
First, this is not a manifesto on how to cheat or the benefits of such. Infidelity was not invented by the Cheating Spouse nor is it encouraged. The institution of marriage is also not an issue of dispute. Marriage has many benefits and joys unrelated to sex and physical intimacy. The concept of strict monogamy in marriage, however, is another issue. This concept is a social construct re-inforced with certain religious dogma that is counter to social nature. Once again, in every aspect of our lives we are encouraged to diversify, meet new people, obtain new relationships and foster interaction, except that we must sleep with only one for our entire lives. Why?
"Whats the problem with one woman for the rest of your life?"...well you tell me. Statistics now show that upward of 70% of married men cheat. The stats I recently saw put the figure for woman at some where in the mid 50's. Obviously, there is a problem. If the stats are correct, or anywhere near correct, then cheating is almost the norm, not the other way around. Whether you say people are more selfish nowadays, that they're individualists, or that monogamy is unnatural...a problem of some sort exists. Dont blame the Cheating Spouse for being honest and writing about it.
There are also those, especially men, that struggle with this and torture themselves and their family by being on the fence. That is, wanting to occasionally sleep with someone else, yet because they're consumed with guilt and worry, they wind up neither satisfying their urge nor satisfying their spouse. There spouses usually notice that they are detached, self absorbed and brooding without really knowing why they are so. Does that help a relationship?
Then there are those, usually men, who know that they will stray on occasion and know that resisting will be futile and will ultimately ruin their marriage or relationship. They are discreet, they dont do it often, but they satisfy themselves and dont get attached. As a result, in many cases this makes them happier and their relationship better. Does it always...of course not. Can it ruin a relationship as well...of course. But so can the alternative.
So to those who are "one women men," I salute you. That is certainly admirable and much more difficult than yielding to temptation. But everyone's reality is different...
Invariably, the contents and details contained in this blog will draw the ire of many. One recent comment went some thing like this:
Why did you even get married? What is the problem with one
woman for life? You can mix it up with her. How would she feel
if she knew? How would you feel if she was doing that to you? Think about it for a while.
You probably wouldn't feel as much a person if she needed someone beside
you to satisfy her. That is what marriage says.
You and you alone can satisfy me forever.
Are you still gonna cheat even if your wife has kids? Are you so sex-driven you
can't think about anything else?
First, this is not a manifesto on how to cheat or the benefits of such. Infidelity was not invented by the Cheating Spouse nor is it encouraged. The institution of marriage is also not an issue of dispute. Marriage has many benefits and joys unrelated to sex and physical intimacy. The concept of strict monogamy in marriage, however, is another issue. This concept is a social construct re-inforced with certain religious dogma that is counter to social nature. Once again, in every aspect of our lives we are encouraged to diversify, meet new people, obtain new relationships and foster interaction, except that we must sleep with only one for our entire lives. Why?
"Whats the problem with one woman for the rest of your life?"...well you tell me. Statistics now show that upward of 70% of married men cheat. The stats I recently saw put the figure for woman at some where in the mid 50's. Obviously, there is a problem. If the stats are correct, or anywhere near correct, then cheating is almost the norm, not the other way around. Whether you say people are more selfish nowadays, that they're individualists, or that monogamy is unnatural...a problem of some sort exists. Dont blame the Cheating Spouse for being honest and writing about it.
There are also those, especially men, that struggle with this and torture themselves and their family by being on the fence. That is, wanting to occasionally sleep with someone else, yet because they're consumed with guilt and worry, they wind up neither satisfying their urge nor satisfying their spouse. There spouses usually notice that they are detached, self absorbed and brooding without really knowing why they are so. Does that help a relationship?
Then there are those, usually men, who know that they will stray on occasion and know that resisting will be futile and will ultimately ruin their marriage or relationship. They are discreet, they dont do it often, but they satisfy themselves and dont get attached. As a result, in many cases this makes them happier and their relationship better. Does it always...of course not. Can it ruin a relationship as well...of course. But so can the alternative.
So to those who are "one women men," I salute you. That is certainly admirable and much more difficult than yielding to temptation. But everyone's reality is different...
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Tappen Off the Company Pier
Naturally, I heard the ole..."you dont shit where you eat..." and other variations about mixing work with... well....with pleasure at work. "Too dangerous" they say..."Too uncomfortable..." and on and on...this would of course doubly apply to us "married" types because that just magnifies the risk, or so the theory goes.
But then one ponders: "if your married...and work is not an option... where the hell else is one to find hot attractive chicks to bed?" "Hookers" u say? ..."Massage parlors?" For everyone of those suggestions the risks double; not only from safety concerns but legal implications and on and on. Plus, those chicks want "Benjamin Franklin's" pecker not your pathetic one. This does not work for the Cheating Spouse.
Moreover, we are not talking about a quasi-married guy who can go out when ever he wants and go picking up chicks. That aint reality for most of us "family" types.
I know what your thinking...what about the way we were introduced to Mona? Well...yes...good shit does happen. In this City, it happens fairly often....but the Cheating Spouse does not have the opportunity to go out chasing "Mona's" on a daily basis. Those just fall in his lap...sometimes. Opportunities at work, on the other hand, are created and controlled.
The bottom line is that there is no safe way. Is it risky? Fuck yes?! Risk losing your job? Fucken aye...yes! Risk a potential harassment suit? Damn skimpy straight! ...but whats the alternative? This of course presupposes that you have asked urself, and answered in the negative, the following key question "Can I see myself sleeping only with my wife for the next fifty years??" Ask yourself this one out loud...kinda has a whole different ring to it that way.
So...whats the motto here? Well none perhaps. But if you made the decision to fuck around and dont include work opportunities, ur gonna drive urself batty because those are likely the only opportunities that your gonna get. (Unless of course u prefer trolling for street walkers and grungy masseuses ). Be discreet, be picky and be smart. You stand a better shot that way... especially if it's at work.
More on "Tuesday's" with Mona soon...interesting and quite hot.
Feel free to let the Cheating Spouse know what kinda of an asshole he is or provide your other thoughts and comments.
Naturally, I heard the ole..."you dont shit where you eat..." and other variations about mixing work with... well....with pleasure at work. "Too dangerous" they say..."Too uncomfortable..." and on and on...this would of course doubly apply to us "married" types because that just magnifies the risk, or so the theory goes.
But then one ponders: "if your married...and work is not an option... where the hell else is one to find hot attractive chicks to bed?" "Hookers" u say? ..."Massage parlors?" For everyone of those suggestions the risks double; not only from safety concerns but legal implications and on and on. Plus, those chicks want "Benjamin Franklin's" pecker not your pathetic one. This does not work for the Cheating Spouse.
Moreover, we are not talking about a quasi-married guy who can go out when ever he wants and go picking up chicks. That aint reality for most of us "family" types.
I know what your thinking...what about the way we were introduced to Mona? Well...yes...good shit does happen. In this City, it happens fairly often....but the Cheating Spouse does not have the opportunity to go out chasing "Mona's" on a daily basis. Those just fall in his lap...sometimes. Opportunities at work, on the other hand, are created and controlled.
The bottom line is that there is no safe way. Is it risky? Fuck yes?! Risk losing your job? Fucken aye...yes! Risk a potential harassment suit? Damn skimpy straight! ...but whats the alternative? This of course presupposes that you have asked urself, and answered in the negative, the following key question "Can I see myself sleeping only with my wife for the next fifty years??" Ask yourself this one out loud...kinda has a whole different ring to it that way.
So...whats the motto here? Well none perhaps. But if you made the decision to fuck around and dont include work opportunities, ur gonna drive urself batty because those are likely the only opportunities that your gonna get. (Unless of course u prefer trolling for street walkers and grungy masseuses ). Be discreet, be picky and be smart. You stand a better shot that way... especially if it's at work.
More on "Tuesday's" with Mona soon...interesting and quite hot.
Feel free to let the Cheating Spouse know what kinda of an asshole he is or provide your other thoughts and comments.
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Tappen Rachel....
TAPPING RACHEL
Its the afternoon and I wont have any other time to write today. In fact, wont have time to even post this until later...
So had lunch with Rachel today...kept it pretty brief since she is on strict time but had time to make out and get a hummer. Thats a lunch to look forward to...I mean any chick that jumps all over your pole, swallows and then says "thank you," is a true winner.
So this "Rachel" thing started shortly after that happy hour I posted about earlier...major flirting ensued, major shit talking followed that, which eventually led to tequila shots at the bar. She looked great anyway, but after getting way hammered and donning the "beer goggles"... half the women in the place looked smoking. Ill tell you... wittiness goes far with chicks. Giving them some shit....in a keen way, and assuming they have a decent sense of humor, it'll get you faster into their thong's then ur pecks or abs....being clever and a wordsmith piques interest fast.
Not much planning by me that night...didn't know what to expect exactly. So given our alcohol content we ended up in her car making out like to teenage rabbits. It was interesting watching her peel off skin tight jeans with those long tan legs and with barely any room to spread them in the car. Who ever invented those tight ass hugging jeans that all the hot chicks (and some heffers unfortunately) wear...I say "thankeeeeeeew!."
She actually proceeded quite boldly by playing with herself as I watched, as if teasing me. Always great to have a chick that is so uninhibited and confident...it was hot. She then put a finger inside herself and eventually placed it in my mouth...very hot. This continued for quite a while and ended with a nice bj and her first "thank you." How polite! We have been friendly since.
Did not actually do the deed that night. Too many problems and lack of planning. But there is always the next night.
So thats how it began there...Now, you say " a hummer today and then off to Mona for somethin maybe later. Is the Cheating Spouse's life always so good...?" Answer: No, not always...and often its more frustrating then you can imagine. (More on this and other philosophical bable in later posts). But you take the opportunities as you get em...
More on Mona....hopefully tomorrow.
So had lunch with Rachel today...kept it pretty brief since she is on strict time but had time to make out and get a hummer. Thats a lunch to look forward to...I mean any chick that jumps all over your pole, swallows and then says "thank you," is a true winner.
So this "Rachel" thing started shortly after that happy hour I posted about earlier...major flirting ensued, major shit talking followed that, which eventually led to tequila shots at the bar. She looked great anyway, but after getting way hammered and donning the "beer goggles"... half the women in the place looked smoking. Ill tell you... wittiness goes far with chicks. Giving them some shit....in a keen way, and assuming they have a decent sense of humor, it'll get you faster into their thong's then ur pecks or abs....being clever and a wordsmith piques interest fast.
Not much planning by me that night...didn't know what to expect exactly. So given our alcohol content we ended up in her car making out like to teenage rabbits. It was interesting watching her peel off skin tight jeans with those long tan legs and with barely any room to spread them in the car. Who ever invented those tight ass hugging jeans that all the hot chicks (and some heffers unfortunately) wear...I say "thankeeeeeeew!."
She actually proceeded quite boldly by playing with herself as I watched, as if teasing me. Always great to have a chick that is so uninhibited and confident...it was hot. She then put a finger inside herself and eventually placed it in my mouth...very hot. This continued for quite a while and ended with a nice bj and her first "thank you." How polite! We have been friendly since.
Did not actually do the deed that night. Too many problems and lack of planning. But there is always the next night.
So thats how it began there...Now, you say " a hummer today and then off to Mona for somethin maybe later. Is the Cheating Spouse's life always so good...?" Answer: No, not always...and often its more frustrating then you can imagine. (More on this and other philosophical bable in later posts). But you take the opportunities as you get em...
More on Mona....hopefully tomorrow.
Monday, March 29, 2004
So another work week begun and more shit to do. Had so much work that didn't wanna risk venturing outside my office as that is always fodder for distraction.
Thought about Mona a few times. I mean I don't even know her, she could be psycho...probably is...but the way we met and the way we talked, all I could really think about was how she was in bed. When I meets a woman like that...its all he can think about...not how I would like to fuck her or what I would like...I already know that. No...Is she moaner or a screamer? Does she like to please? Is she kinky, fetishes? Hmnmn...we shall see.
On the other front, there's Rachel. Young...hot and the receptionist. Details you say? Ok...5'8 dark black hair, 115-20 maybe, 24, firm tits, tan and with a bubble for an ass you just want to pop. The kind of ass that winks at you as it passes by. I mean the curvature of the thing is just unreal...but firm... tight and small. She started working here not to long ago and we met over happy hour with some of the others. This thing just started up in a flash: everyone had a few drinks, she started teasing me and giving me some shit, I dished right back and there it was...I don't even think she knew I was married at that point. Even when she did know, it didn't matter for long. More on that later...
Its all bullshit....if you get to know a girl nowadays, at least in this City, if she wont fuck you...its because she is not all that attracted to you. Otherwise, its a blatant fuck-fest...whether your attached or not. The whole lifestyle here really fucks with you... its not reality...There's a hotter chick every minute, wanting to hook up or whatever...but if you grew up here...it is reality...your reality...even if its not like it anywhere else.
More on the haps with Rachel later....As for Mona, the reality of marriage does soon kicks in. What....guilt you say? No...not guilt! Its the fucking frustration of trying to work things out...where to fuck? how much time to devote? How many lies to tell? Keeping track of the lies! A world of complications exist for Cheating Spouse!
But is there really any other way...
Thought about Mona a few times. I mean I don't even know her, she could be psycho...probably is...but the way we met and the way we talked, all I could really think about was how she was in bed. When I meets a woman like that...its all he can think about...not how I would like to fuck her or what I would like...I already know that. No...Is she moaner or a screamer? Does she like to please? Is she kinky, fetishes? Hmnmn...we shall see.
On the other front, there's Rachel. Young...hot and the receptionist. Details you say? Ok...5'8 dark black hair, 115-20 maybe, 24, firm tits, tan and with a bubble for an ass you just want to pop. The kind of ass that winks at you as it passes by. I mean the curvature of the thing is just unreal...but firm... tight and small. She started working here not to long ago and we met over happy hour with some of the others. This thing just started up in a flash: everyone had a few drinks, she started teasing me and giving me some shit, I dished right back and there it was...I don't even think she knew I was married at that point. Even when she did know, it didn't matter for long. More on that later...
Its all bullshit....if you get to know a girl nowadays, at least in this City, if she wont fuck you...its because she is not all that attracted to you. Otherwise, its a blatant fuck-fest...whether your attached or not. The whole lifestyle here really fucks with you... its not reality...There's a hotter chick every minute, wanting to hook up or whatever...but if you grew up here...it is reality...your reality...even if its not like it anywhere else.
More on the haps with Rachel later....As for Mona, the reality of marriage does soon kicks in. What....guilt you say? No...not guilt! Its the fucking frustration of trying to work things out...where to fuck? how much time to devote? How many lies to tell? Keeping track of the lies! A world of complications exist for Cheating Spouse!
But is there really any other way...
Sunday, March 28, 2004
Work...a whole other story. If the City isn't a distraction enough, the skirts at the office will make you loopy. Funny thing, I never quite realized how status changed the game completely until after graduate school. Married or not, when you attain status, eyebrows begin to raise.
My first post grad job was with a young firm. Young guys and young girls made up most of the staff with the principles in their 30's or 40's. Your in your 20's you get a nice corner office with a view and some status and everyone else in the office notices, especially all of the young and not so young woman. This place was better than any pick up bar. No lies, no gimmicks, everyone knew who everyone else was and what they wanted. Marriage? Most of the women didn't care whether they were married or if you were. You wound up spending so much time together that it was just a matter of time before you started pounding each other.
This morning my interest piqued and I decided to call Mona. We had a brief but interesting conversation. She is definitely wild and uninhibited. She started in with smart ass comments on what the SFO thought of me calling. Threw some banter back her way and asked why she didn't ask the SFO at the club on Friday. Anyway, drinks on Tuesday. This girl is ready to go, she wants to punch and in a bad way. And although you never know...It seems like it will be hot and wet. We'll see....
More on her and Rachel later...
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