u/No_Feedback1073

Thursday, right before a long weekend (at least for the US). Any plans for anyone?

The intelligent ones are always the easiest to ruin a little.

High pressure career, expensive watch, constant stress… and secretly craving a younger woman who knows exactly how to make them shut their brain off and obey 🤭

Your wife gives you stability. I give you dopamine.

because your wife sees your stress. i see the part of you that wants to shut your brain off and be used a little 🤭

she’ll never understand how badly you crave someone younger, prettier, and completely unimpressed by you.

Thank you lol, that is all. Makes it easier for me if I want to approach y'all or not <3

(Sometimes I do lurk when I have some free time, and not going to deny that lol)

had two sessions yesterday and i’m still thinking about how nervous they get

like the second you start clicking around and opening things the whole vibe changes. suddenly they’re all quiet, overexplaining, panicking when your mouse hovers over literally anything.

the fact they can disconnect whenever they want but stay anyway is what makes it hot to me. their brain is already gone at that point 🖤

first it’s casual. a few messages. a little curiosity. maybe some harmless flirting.

then suddenly they’re checking their phone every ten minutes hoping i replied, overanalyzing my tone, wondering why getting my attention feels more rewarding than anything else in their life lately.

the money comes after the mental spiral. it always does. 🖤

The suit. The career. The polished image.
And then there’s you refreshing your phone hoping I noticed your devotion today.

Duality is such a beautiful thing. 🖤

I feel like the NYT games would make a good drain game.

Wrong answer? Send.
Need a hint? Send.
Can’t beat my score? Definitely send.

Something about men paying over Connections/ Wordle/ the Mini feels 🤭😋

At first you tried to intellectualize it. Power dynamics. Reparations. Feminine superiority. Whatever label helped you sleep at night. But eventually you stopped pretending this was about politics or morality and admitted what your body already knew.

You like being financially useful to a woman who will never need you.

There’s something deeply calming to you about watching a pretty brown girl take what she wants from you without guilt. No negotiating. No ego. No illusion of control. Just your card in your hand and that little rush in your chest when I acknowledge you for doing what you were meant to do.

You were never looking for equality. You were looking for relief.

And sending to me gives you exactly that.

You can dress it up however you want. Guilt. Reparations. A kink. But we both know you just like the feeling of being financially useful to a woman you could never control.

Something about a pretty brown girl taking your money makes your brain go quiet for once. Less thinking. Less ego. Just sending, hoping I notice, hoping I approve.

And the worst part is how natural it feels to you