So, I was mowing the lawn (back when there was lawn instead of three feet of snow on the ground) when the idea started coming to me.
Mrs. Edge was off visiting family for a couple of weeks, and I was home doing the usual outdoor chores. It takes me at least an hour to mow, which means that I get time to think of all sorts of weird stuff, and like a lot of guys, when I’m horny it’s all weird stuff. And at that point, it had been about a year since my last orgasm, so you can imagine.
When I finally got to see Mrs. Edge, I asked her if she’d be agreeable to trying something I’d been thinking of. And then I did something that I’ve spent years cautioning other guys not to do: I gave her a script.
Yeah, I know. I’m actually embarrassed about this. I’m sorry. All I can do is repeat that it often happens that we get ideas in our heads, and we spend time developing them, trying them out in our minds, testing the waters, and by the time we finally bring up the idea to our partners, we have a full-blown fetish that we’re looking to satisfy, while our partners are just coming to grips with the idea that there’s something new on the table.
In my case, it wasn’t anything totally far out. But it was different enough from our regular play that Mrs. Edge didn’t quite know what to make of it; as a result, it pretty much went nowhere, leaving the both of us a bit unsatisfied for a while, for different reasons. Fortunately, we were both able to figure out how to manage our differences by talking out what we expected, and what each of us thought we would like or not like.
Again, I’m going to stress to the guys who stumble across this blog that it’s important to learn how to talk to your partner right from the beginning. Don’t expect that your kink — be it chastity or anything else — will immediately click for your partner after you explain in detail how it would work. Mention it before you build up the idea in your head. You may find that your partner will help you build something even better when she gets in on it right from the start.
Yes, yes, of course I’ll tell you more about it. Until then, here’s something to keep you calm and cool.
Oh, Tom! I’m so excited to hear what wonderful things you are looking to explore! It’s always so fun to hear about how others go along on their journey!
I guess I’m going to have to write about this again, huh?
You were mowing the lawn? There are lawns alive somewhere? Double dammit. Now I have an image in my mind of naked lawn mowing. Shoes and socks allowed. Chastity device if Mrs. Edge calls for it. Riding mowers not allowed. Pushing, pulling, sweat, and clippings sticking to your body. Then a way to get the clippings off. Hmmm.
I really don’t think my neighbors need the sight of me riding the mower around in the nude. And I gave up the push mower 10 years ago; the riding mower is twice as fast.
Now, if you want to see naked men working, I might be convinced to dig a ditch in the back yard, away from the neighbors. Sweating and toiling under the summer sun, sweat dripping off my back…
[Quick fantasy image adjustment] Naked ditch digging, hot and hot.
Not ditch digging, but hopefully this will give you something to think about
(I’m sorry, do I sound creepy?) ;-p
Creepy? No, just very curious. Very, very, very curious.
I sort of got stuck on “mowing the lawn” . . .
You have a lawn? One that is growing and needs to be mowed?! One that is not affected by the snowpocalypse or stunted by frost or drought?
Is there SUN where you live?!
Do you live on another planet??!!
There was something else in this post, I think. But damned if I can remember what it was. Because, lawn. Mowing.
That’s crazy talk!
LOL – I better edit the post to mention that this happened last summer, not last week! It’s obviously confusing people.
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