The Spinster's Exploits

It seems I can’t have it all, after all. My lovely Friend with Benefits I was sort of dating is no longer “feeling it” so has called it a day. I shall miss him on so many levels.

He inspired my journey into hidden desires and possibilities, re-awakened my kinky side and inspired me to delve deeper and find new sources of pleasure. He was a great companion for blobbing, days out, holidays and TV binge-watching as well as mind-blowing sex and erotic play. I will always be grateful for the shared discovery of “spicy vanilla”. And it was lovely to spend time with someone whose values I shared and was genuinely a lovely person. And I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so much with anyone else, ever…

Being techie, Welsh-speaking and having practical skills I didn’t, were unexpected and delightful bonuses – I hope he continues to have fun and rewarding times.

I am saddened but not broken and am feeling curious about what the future will bring. I will miss having a regular weekend companion, but the flexibility will be exciting.

So where am I? My cross-dressing Spiritual Elf is a regular companion for play, foot massages, blobbing and companionship according to work patterns. We’ve yet to have the make-up class!

My 50-something chaotic time-poor slightly kinky widower is also back on the scene although only one meeting so far but have one further meet pencilled in. Hopefully weekend availabilities may mean we get to see more of each other…

And the 29 year-old I met in the coffee shop may be available next weekend with promises of properly made tea in his teapot – not a euphemism! – and promises of massages and pleasure…

I have updated my kink site profile and seem to have acquired some new followers and likes for what it’s worth… Having seen off my Time-poor Dom in another coffee shop the only recent interest is from a 20-something slave who is apparently willing to go to extremes of servitude but lives over thirty miles away and lacks practical transport. Rather than feed online fantasies, I’ve left it to him to think of a possible place for a safe initial meet and discontinued contact. I suspect that will be the last I hear of him. I was however curious why someone who only wanted to humbly serve had a gallery of dick pics on his profile page. I get, not posting face pics, but dicks don’t exactly scream servitude…

And so life goes on. I’m just back from a week away in Torquay with a female friend and now have an unexpectedly quiet weekend. I could unpack, sort out my pantry, catch up with admin and do a million things, but I probably won’t!

I will miss playing house and practising my Welsh and so much more with my lovely West Walian, but am grateful for the pleasure, companionship, sex, kink and fun he brought into my life.