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Macho Man
It's called "Romance and Fuck My Wife;
because I don't have time to". What I mean by that is based on what I have listened to from my male colleagues in general conversation for 35 years. Working mostly in a male environment I have heard most everything.
And there are as many scenarios as there are mosquitoes in the swamp.
Working so much of the time away from home in harsh environments, too many guys feel that they are entitled to. After days and weeks away from home earning a living, they feel that they have done it all, and the wife has done nothing but relax. So now, when back home, they demand, ask for, or simply without second thought, take, the special treatment. Well of course, a quick fuck which releases that stress, and lasts about 10 minutes, or if they are ambitious, then perhaps maybe a half hour. By this I mean, go home from the job, kids go play, get a few beers, run to the bedroom, tear off the clothes, and jump into bed for a fuck. “Well, that's me taken care of and the old lady serviced.”
“Now I can go do my thing, which I am entitled to.” Usually hunting, fishing, playing golf, out to the saloon with the guys, or to the football game, or getting drunk with his buddies.
All women want to give themselves to someone, but they do not want to be made slaves, or simply servants. THAT my friends is the problem. Well, the old gall can take care of the kids, that's her job. She can clean house, that's her job. She can take care of the house, the medical for the kids, schooling, the garden, the laundry, the shopping, the bills, to name just a few things which she is entitled to. Oh yes she does have privileges. She can go to Wal-Mart on Saturdays and look around, while renewing his fishing license getting some more shells for his shotgun. For the privileges she has, he can trash the house whenever he feels like, never do any cooking, only play with his toys. After dinner, always a beer, brandy, or whatever, and fall asleep for a quick nap on the couch like a beached whale, with all the slobbering snoring which assures everyone that he is home.
And this verified by what I have seen on the job. Throwing cigarette butts on the floor, leaving cups where they finished with them, dirty clothes wherever they fall, filthy sink when finished shaving, complaining about the food, and much more. Doing those fat-ass lazy things which only a mother would tolerate. Why didn't they marry their mother. Then they wouldn't have to listen to a wife complaining about “ getting a little help.” And in most cases, they teach their kids the same, and that it's a man's place to be a slob as he chooses, and wife's job to love that. Bullshit. While he was chasing her, he treated her like a princess. Once married she has now become an indentured servant. In most cases, it's beneath his Macho image, which he must be able to show his friends he has. They seem to have the misconception that a man does not cook, help keep the house tidy, help carry the dishes into the kitchen after dinner, or pick up after himself, and so on. “What would his male colleagues think if they found out he helped his wife around the house.”
Again bullshit, because a REAL man doesn't give a shit what other men think. He gives a shit what his wife thinks. He doesn't have to sleep with his buddies.
The reason so many guys are so insecure, thinking that their wives are with lovers on the side is simple. They have reason to be insecure. They have used their wives as servants, slaves, housekeepers, mothers, and an occasional fuck. And what's more, they know they have turned into a fat lazy, selfish, slobbish swine who no longer needs to do anything except take. And no need to romance his wife. “Why, she's here when I need her.”
So here guys is a little mini tutorial on how to get rid of that insecurity, and get back to being the guy who your wife adores, above all. But if you are happy being the insecure slob, then don't read farther.
Romance is NOT sex. Romance is the little things you do, which make her adore you. Occasionally fixing a meal. Restaurants are NOT “fixing meals”. Romance is letting her sit down after dinner once in a while, and you clearing the table and cleaning the kitchen, or at least help. Romance is her going to the bathroom and it is just as tidy after you left as when she last cleaned it. I know fellahs, it's so easy to leave the place trashed, and think, “oh well, the bitch will clean it up.” Romance is a cuddle during the day, and not just once, a gentle pat on her butt, without expecting a fuck. Romance is continual subtle attention to her needs, without her having to ask. Romance is listening to her interests, doing things with her that she likes to do. Taking a genuine interest in what is important to her. And if you think all this blemishes your macho image, then you have a serious problem, because only faggots worry about their macho image. As I mentioned earlier, a real man doesn't give a shit what anyone else thinks. A real man's only concern is what his wife thinks.
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