Apparently, I poked a hornets’ nest yesterday. I mentioned to Mrs. Lion that her bathing habits suggested to me that she was more interested in how her friends at work perceived her than I. I said that if you combine that observation with her statements in a post the other day about all sex being for me, there might be reason for me to believe more was going on.
In her post a few days ago, she discussed how it could become boring providing me with teasing and sex. In what felt to me like suppressed anger, she discussed the bad old days and my lack of initiation. In my mind, the implication was that her lack of interest in sex was less a generalized problem, and more my failings with initiating. The post made more than one mention of the fact that sex is all for me. So, it’s my conclusion that the lack of reciprocity and the repetitive nature of masturbating me, is boring to her. No wonder there is little motive to take those extra showers.
Her post yesterday gave her side of this conversation. I was surprised she wrote about it. I don’t doubt that she has found reasons not to bathe. I don’t have a problem with skipping a day. I do it too about once a month. Unless she has a vaginal infection, there is no objectionable smell after the weekly two-to-three-day hiatus. My comment wasn’t really about showers. It was about a behavioral pattern that when combined with her stated boredom with giving me sex, worries me.
I know she isn’t going to run off with a younger, more aggressive lion. But it feels to me that she could be happier. I’m starting to feel like a chore. I’ve known from the start that all thisand jerking me off were for me only. She’s made it clear here in the blog as well as in conversation that she does this because she wants me to be happy. I feel like a house guest who has stayed too long. My hostess is too polite to ask me to leave, but the enthusiastic reception is no longer there.
This is not a criticism of how she treats me. She is a wonderful disciplinary wife, and a fantastic cock tease. I appreciate that. But it doesn’t feel very good when I start to think too much. I don’t know what our next step is. I wish I did. But I want you to understand what all these allusions are about.