He Is Asking Too Much, The Price Is Too High

Later in life, early fifties, discovering polyamory. It is a woman thing, my husband doesn't really need another woman in his house, to him another woman to support. But I do. Maybe it's a later in life awakening to this connection to another woman. It's emotional, and physical. Discovering a woman has been one of my most revealing self awareness time of my life. He can afford to bring another woman into our home, I have given him 30 years, he can give me this g*ft.

I love him. But a little love with this wonderful woman can only broaden us, all. She is well educated, a little left for him, but women tend to be a little to the left. We just don't talk about it around men. She will learn when it's best to keep her views between me and her, not dinner time conversation. Another big reason for him to let me bring her into our home, I need a woman to talk to.

She has opened up a whole new world of love, I never went there but I always was aware of it. Women don't have to go for completion, a long hot shower, an afternoon of mutual massage, soft hands, soft skin, beautiful lips, breasts, I even find her inner vulva beautiful, so soft, so tender, so moist. And we can die several times, and come back to life to die again. He can certainly give me this. He is at work anyways, what does he care.

Yes, yes. I know. No she does not need to prove to him that her loyalties are to him by letting him tear out her insides with his wicked penis. That is not her. He can continue to tear out my insides. Hers are for soft kisses, for me to enjoy not him. She will in every other way provide him with her attention. Every other way, but not that. He should not make that a condition. That condition which only a man can demand. Give her to me as a g*ft, is that too much to ask? Don't ask her to do what she has never done, to have a place to live.