u/UniquelyRico

No, not sad broken weeping tears.

Overwhelmed.

I expected angst to rear its head at some point, negative self-talk to basically push me over the edge. Good day of getting off work and spending time with the boyfriend while the Mrs. and the Bull were at the gym.

Watching him cut loose after a week apart, knowing i was told to wait so she could enjoy him raw first before getting stretched by me. The stinging ache the boyfriend left me with from giving me the same treatment. But the thing that got me was sweet.

Her passing out on the couch in his arms. Soft snoring. Seeing her so comfortable being held by someone else. I could feel the love absolutely radiating off of her. It almost felt like drowning in warmth.

Took every ounce of willpower to allow them to continue their aftercare uninterrupted. Swallowing down the need to grab someone and hold them close.

Fucking hell this is getting intense.

I find myself in a interesting position today.

Off work (circumstantial) and homebound for the day. Im grateful and frustrated. Partially because it wouldn't have been a priority to miss work today, but it does present me with an opportunity to catch up on some much needed house work.

This is normal for me, I enjoy it. Acts of service is my main Love Language by a far margin. Tonight also happens to be a overdue sojourn for the Mrs. to stay with our Bull for the night. Its been a rough week for both of them and life has kept them from really getting their normal amount of play time.

Its still not our preference to play separate, but a sort of casual occurrence that happens more often than not out of convenience or my own enabling. Today however, feels particularly cliche despite knowing the nuance of the relationship more than an outside observer. I can see where fetishizing humiliation can come in to play for what I consider "casual". Or how that same casual could be psychologically taxing for people in other circumstances.

Making a stew for dinner that I had starting low and slow by the time I was finished with cleaning up breakfast. General home upkeep done. Got a day of laundry and dishes ahead of me. And the requested small collections of innocuous items for her stay.

Not sure why but there's something about how the routine of some things become part of the dynamic and how elements of the dynamic become part of the routine.

I always see posts about cucks and hotwives making Stark or Overt acts part of their normal relationship as part of the kink, but I dont see many finding faux-mindfulness in being present in the less sexualized tasks that indicate the shift in relationship overall. What little things seemingly go unnoticed in your relationship dynamic that you know are indirectly or directly results of opening the relationship like this?