Anniversaries

I’ve got two anniversaries coming up. At the end of this month, Tripp and I will have been married for 7 years. At the end of next month, I’ll have been permanently locked for 2 years. Both have something in common; I wish I had done them sooner. Tripp and I wanted to get married

Sexy Broken

Tripp is sexy to me. He’s like porn. He truly can light the world up with his smile. Everyday, I think I love him a little more (except perhaps when he doesn’t put his dishes in the dishwasher). If I could, I’d have sex with him all the time. I want him. I want him

The Proposal

I proposed to Tripp. Same sex marriage had just become legal in California (before it became illegal again because of Prop 8). We were on Kauai and we were walking somewhere. He was walking ahead of me and I patted him on his butt and said “wanna marry me?” He said “yup”. That was it.

Dream Date

It’s funny what writing this blog and stirring up old memories is doing to my brain. I had a dream last night that I was talking to my mother. She was very much alive in my dream. “I was talking to your roommate” “Husband” “Anyway, your roommate said…” “Husband, mother. He’s my husband. You were

It’s all good

Tripp and I were laying perpendicularly on the bed. For those geometrically challenged, I was lying lengthwise and he was lying widthwise at the foot of the bed. I was also very horny (so unusual for me, I know). I started rubbing my foot against him. “I know you’re randy (his words, he lived in

Resistance is Futile

I prefer spontaneous sex. I’m locked and horny and my husband is sexy and I want to jump his bones all the time. I also want him to jump my bones, but he’s not a bone jumper. We need to work on that. As you know, Tripp is diabetic. He’s on an insulin pump. We

Tripp Speaks

Did I mention Tripp reads my blog? Tripp reads my blog. Tripp read my post yesterday and decided he had a few things to say about it. It’s a good thing for Doc that he told me in person before he posted anything. I’d have been upset to find out what he was feeling about

Boxes

I love my relationship with my husband. Overall, I think we have a great one. Our relationship suffered for a few years as our sex life went to nil, but that was a symptom and not a cause. We’re having a lot of sex again, but that’s not why the relationship is better. We’re better

That got me thinking

I’ve been thinking a lot about my last post and my 500 day milestone. When I asked Tripp to lock me, the intent was for him to decide when I would be caged and when I would not be. I thought we might make a game of it. I love being locked though, so being