Compliments...Compliments....Compliments...
My wife has those few extra pounds and I know that she's the most beautiful woman in the world in my eyes. And nothing reassures her more of that than other men trying to bed her. Most of us are in this to see our loved one experience pleasure (bed notches just don't last in the long run.)
I remember broaching the subject a few years ago by asking her if she missed all those guys in college hitting on her. The answer was a resounding "YES"!
Yes you want to play with other women. And, yes she probably wants to play with other men. It was very easy for me to throw her on a little ego trip by asking about who was after her, when she felt sexiest, why she felt sexy, and who she thought was sexy. Next thing I knew the questions were coming back at me. Talking about past sexual experiences was our biggest hurdle and now it's sometimes our favorite pastime. It doesn't matter whether it was an innocent kiss or that college orgy I can barely remember through the drunken fog. All of those experiences shaped both of our sexual psyches. And reliving those with each other was a necessary and wonderful first step towards total sexual honesty.
I've heard other men and women say that they don't want to know what their mate did before. Well, if you can't honestly talk about and enjoy those experiences with each other, it's going to be a little difficult to share your intamacy with new friends.
Just my 839 cents worth.
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Irie Mon
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