What S/He Said: Pressing Stop

What She Said…

I was nervous. I always am. Meeting a potential play partner for the first time. I’ve been told many things. The type of things that play in your head are like an old tape recorder.

You are an embarrassment. How can you walk around [naked]. I’m lucky that no guy would ever look at you because you are too fat.

What if this guy thinks the same thing? I picture me, sitting with my husband Stranded, and the fellow walks in. Figures out who we are and he just points at me…. “You?!? You!?! Oh Please…” laughing hysterically at the top of lungs, right out of a How I Met Your Mother episode.

Stranded looked amazing as he always does. Sitting across from me. With his gorgeous smile and dancing eyes. (and he says he does not dance). We get locked into one of our usual back and forth trying to out wit each other when I look up and there he is. With is cute smile and welcoming eyes. Andres.

He sat down. Said hi. Ordered some food. No laughing.

Not only did he not laugh, he would look at me with these teasing eyes. Like he knew what could happen and loved the idea.

I find myself walking hand in hand with Stranded back to Andres’ place. He sublets a floor in a house. He just moved in and the place looked it…. But Andres sat beside with those eyes… and kissed me.

It was intense. Hot… When you know, there is a plain higher than the one we live in everyday… where every part of you is alive, in the eternal moment for pure hunger and ecstasy. Where hands, mouths, yearning parts all connect, expressing the deep need. Lights flashed… Pictures taken. Boys were shared. It was truly…. BEAUTIFUL.

And then something else came out of it. A picture. Stranded caught a moment of longing… a moment of sharing… He was proud of his pic. So much so, that he posted it on Molly’s Sinful Sunday. This picture.

Its one thing to be naked playing with another man on your husband’s website, but it’s another thing totally to put on display. People are going to see me. People who know me. Many people I don’t know. What are they going to say?

You are an embarrassment. How can you walk around [naked]. I’m lucky that no guy would ever look at you because you are too fat.

 They didn’t say that. That pic. That silly moment pic. It was chosen for the weekly roundup from so many other pics. People wanted to see it. People liked it. How is this even possible?

Stranded says my tape recording is wrong. Points to the evidence on this popular website.

Maybe, just maybe… what I was told. Was wrong. Maybe I can be wanted. Naked. Sexy. Hot.

You are beautiful. Walk around naked. I’m lucky that people like what they see. And yes… I like them back.

What He Said…

There are always times when I know she does not believe me…those moments when I tell her how hot and sexy she is. I also know that her doubts have little to do with me…they come from past voices that I have no control over.

I’ve had those voices, myself on things…so I get it. The difference is that I did not have it drilled into me, so have had a much easier time unpacking my own baggage that came from those.

Those doubts that she experiences, however, will be overcome…and it will be the death of me, as I plan to keep working with her to defeat that voice from her past until my dying breath….a very long time from now….in a galaxy relatively, relatively nearby.

This is not about sex…although watching her enjoy her body is fucking hot and even a gorgeous picture that I was lucky enough to snap does not capture that…this is about helping her take herself back from the voices.

In return…well, the giggles and playful glances, tonight, as she realizes just how wrong that old tape recorder is….that’s enough.

…we’re going digital, baby.

6 thoughts on “What S/He Said: Pressing Stop

  • 2014/10/16 at 19:29
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    Oh my WOW…. this is beautiful, passionate, loving, tender and fucking hot all at the same time.
    To Mrs Stranded…. Mr S is right, you are beautiful, so very much so. I understand the voices from the past. I know that well but with time new, truthful voices will drown them out. It will liberate you!

    To Mr Stranded…. Your words are beyond awesome. What an amazing gift you are giving your wife. I admire you so very much for your determination and dedication to this.

    Mollyxxx

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  • 2014/10/17 at 01:51
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    Having had the privilege of meeting the two of you, I can only say that both of you are beautiful people inside and out. Mrs. Stranded, you are a beautiful woman, fun to be with and so sexy! I know how those voices can hurt, how they pop up at totally wrong moments. Mr. Stranded, you are a wonderful, caring, loving, sexy man and together you make a beautiful couple!

    Can’t wait to see you again 🙂

    Rebel xox

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  • 2014/10/17 at 07:53
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    This was wonderful to read! As someone with my own tape recording who is working hard to change the words I hear, I feel this deeply. Good for you both, you are an inspiration! Thanks for sharing this 🙂

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  • 2014/11/12 at 22:06
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    Wonderful. 🙂

    I so know the playing of those old tapes…

    I hope that you will find other, more positive tapes to play – it sounds like perhaps you are. 🙂

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  • 2014/11/14 at 08:51
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    Wow. Seriously amazing. The love and honor you two have for each other is so obvious in this post…it’s breathtaking. Thank you for sharing this intimate moment with us.

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