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How My Partner Brought My Most Daring Dreams to Life
Updated: Aug. 3, 2016
Originally Published: July 23, 2016
What’s that, my dear partner? You’re whisking the kids away for dinner tonight? And tackling the grocery shopping too? Well, look at you! After 13 years together, you still know how to set my heart racing. No need to worry about me being left to my own devices. I have some rather cheeky plans in store. Plans that focus on me, the couch, and a little indulgence. A delightful threesome, if you will.
First things first, I’m going to slowly peel off these jeans that have been my constant companion all day. They are a reminder of those cookies I’ve been sneaking, and honestly, they’re getting on my nerves. I’ll just drop them on the floor for someone else to deal with.
Next, I’ll grab the largest spoon I can find and retrieve that container of ice cream I’ve been stashing at the back of the freezer. It needs to sit out a bit to become just the right consistency for my ultimate enjoyment. I’ll let it sit on the counter, ready for my indulgence at the perfect moment. I prefer to scoop out generous, slow portions—those perfectly rounded mounds that are soft around the edges but firm in the center. Who needs a bowl? That’s just another hassle I don’t need.
Once I’ve indulged in the Rocky Road, I’ll be buzzing with sugar and ready for a few more questionable choices. That’s when I’ll likely start dancing on the furniture, despite that being a major taboo in our home. But you know what? I like to keep those springs tight for me. I’m the one who vacuums those cushions regularly, so I deserve a jump on the sofa whenever I please.
After all that excitement, I’m sure to be a bit sweaty, and the thought of a long, hot bath will be on my mind. Yes, a bath in peace is one of my most decadent dreams. I’ll soak in silence, free from little fingers poking under the door. Just thinking about it sends shivers down my spine.
I won’t even glance at those mountains of laundry waiting to be folded or the bills piled high on the counter. Those can wait. Sometimes a woman has to prioritize her own pleasure. I’ll have my favorite gadget in hand—the one that streams Netflix and holds that book I’ve been eager to dive into.
So enjoy your evening out with the kids, my dear partner. Don’t fret about me feeling lonely tonight. Take your time. And when you come home, please tiptoe inside; I might just be dozing off. Oh, and next week when I take the kids out, feel free to do as you please. I won’t even leave a list of chores. Just, please, no jumping on the couch. That beauty is all mine.
By the way, if you’re intrigued by the topic of home insemination, check out this insightful post on our other blog. It’s a fascinating read!
To sum up, sometimes embracing our own desires while our partners take care of the kids can lead to some fun and unexpected solo adventures. It’s all about finding balance and taking a little time for oneself every now and then.