The Spinster's Exploits

Anyone remember the quote from “The Sound of Music” about God opening a window where a door is closed? Welcome to the swinging doors of opportunity and the joys of polyamory…

So – my lovely sub-identifying-but–switchy-polyamorous-lover-etc has been somewhat busy this weekend and last as culture and family have drawn him away. I miss him, but free weekends to indulge myself are rather nice too.

While the S-I-B-S-P-L-etc has been Eisteddfod-ing and catching up with kin I have had a rather quiet time catching up with friends, having my toenails painted, visiting my sister and rediscovering the joys of “Only Murders in the Building” plus days of rereading “The Clan of the Cave Bear” books.

I had a delightful Friday of soup-making and domesticity that included tackling a washing-up mountain. My lovely cross-dressing Spiritual Elf had demolished a similar pile earlier in the week before giving me an amazing massage, but this time I was on my own! It was nice to restore order though, as I went on to make some rather good chicken, leek and lettuce soup. I also spent time with my friend who’d just lost her elderly dog. Earlier I’d blogged, listened to the radio and devoured chunks of Ayla’s exploits on her great journey after hunting mammoths and other amazing exploits.

As usual I did my Duo-lingo – my repertoire now included French and “maths” as well as Welsh – the maths so far is arithmetic – started with 2+2 level, but now I’m having to think more as it has moved up to fractions, factors and percentages – a great brain workout!

My lovely day of solitary pleasures included sending cards to friends, some shopping and lots of TV, radio and reading as well as home-made food – my lovely soup and left-over roast chicken.

And my solitary pleasures continued…but remember the rather nice, handsome man twenty years my junior I had pencilled-in in my diary? He was a chaotic time-poor, slightly kinky widower with school age children looking for a connection but not a full-on relationship but kept me happily satisfied throughout the Covid years and beyond.

Well – my CT-PSKW was pencilled in for Saturday, but I was stood up for the collection of his unhappy son from a festival! As Sunday was an option for us both I agreed. And my Saturday on my own was equally pleasant.

So – there I was in stockings and appropriate footwear awaiting my first erotic encounter with my CT-PSKW when I get a message. I assume it may be him, but no – it’s a message from the young man I’d met in the coffee shop. He is in my area this afternoon and wanted to know if I’m still up for sharing a pot of tea? I said yes, and could be meeting him this afternoon! Did I say he is 29?!

Meanwhile – I have an amazing session with my delightful 50-something CT-PSKW as our bodies seem to remember despite the few years since our last encounter. We’re both pleased we can still turn each other on so easily, and that I can still wrap my legs over his shoulders and behind his neck. I tell him about the kind gods of tai-chi that keep me reasonably supple, despite the challenges of age…

Meanwhile my lovely S-I-B-S-P-L-etc will be seeing his Mistress at some point and has a Domme/Goddess-sub event inscribed in his virtual diary for September. And next weekend we will be together, celebrating his birthday and he has mentioned “pampering” will be on the cards…

Ethical sluttery and polyamory are a fascinating way to start one’s seventies…