my blog buddy and I have made up, so now I can return to what I do bestD

R bought towels and various other things for the love nest yesterday, and we haven't even got one yet! But he is seeing one on Friday, and I hope to sneak out and join him as well. I have told him however, that I would like to help choose things for the apartment, so he has promised to stop shopping. This is one rare guy who likes shopping, but is not gay.

It is buying a bed that will be the real challenge. R has a water bed at home, and is used to sleeping on that, so it is difficult for him to get comfy on a regular mattress. But making love on a water bed is also not ideal he tells me, and I can imagine
So, what to do? make love on the sofa maybe and just sleep in a water bed?
Anyone any experience of lovemaking in a water bed?

Just been unpacking my case, which at the bottom is full of glitter. I had to vacuum it out
The glitter comes from a slinky dress I have, complete with very small string. This dress is purely for indoor wear, and I found it when sorting through my wardrobe the other day. It was kept in a bag, for security, and because it sheds glitter everywhere. I only have worn it once before, probably 2 years ago, for Mark.
So I wore it yesterday, and delighted R, especially when i put on handcuffs and blindfold (not in that order), and lay on the bed for him to discover.
Our hotel room and bed, and shower, and us were covered in glitter by the time we had finished, but it was fun :>

And Mr Johnston, well, he may have been staying in our hotel, for at 6 in the morning our room telephone rang.
R answered, no reply- He went to the bathroom, the phone rang again, I answered:

 - Hello
Hello, came this Indian voice, Can I speak to Mr Johnston?
There is no Mr Johnston here, you have the wrong number
No no, he is a guest in your hotel, I must speak to Mr Johnston.
You have one of the hotel rooms, you need reception.
Can you put me through to reception?
No, please check the number and call back.

Ok, bye.

But now we were awake, we didn't waste the time

Well i am not really blue, but I always find the part after being together with my lover difficult. We were together since 6pm Wed until midday today. We wined, well I wined, R does not drink, we dined, and it was excellent. We stayed in a really nice hotel, as ever with R, and he paid. We looked at the town, where nobody knew us, so we could walk hand in hand. And we made love, for most of the time. I had more orgasms than i can count. Sometimes in waves. It was a brilliant time.

And now is the period after. R had to leave so he could visit the hospital and the office. I got home by 2. I was not expecting anyone home, but my eldest is here. This means that as I was supposed to be in a place 5 hours away, with meetings this morning, it might be hard to explain how I got home so early. But I will work that out later.

We talked a lot, R and I, when we were not fg each other senseless. The love nest is proving ever elusive, the one I found near the station has already been given, the landlords want references from where we work! maybe it will remain a dream.
There are pros and cons. These 2 days cost as much as a months rent on a love nest, but we saw a new town, and ate great food, and no one asked for ID.
We also talked of the danger of being discovered. Of what I would do if my husband found out, and what people would think of R if he was found out. Having an affair while his wife is ill in hospital. He admitted he also would not have understood it of someone else before, but now he can. What we have is separate to his other life, and not against his wife, but no one would understand that.

The period after, feeling a bit sad that we had to part, but happy for what we had. I experienced it every time with Mark, much worse, as we lived in different countries. But as R says, it is part of the relationship, and he is right, it is how it is, and we have the highs and the lows.

The apartment R viewed on Friday turned out to have even more restrictions than the other one. We had to sign up for a minimum 2 year lease, and if we left before 2 years then it is necessary to find an alternative tenant pleasîng to the landlord, and even then there are only 2 days per year allowed to changeover!!!
Totally crazy and indicates to me that we would have nothing but trouble with this landlord, especially if they found out what the apartment was really being used for.
So that is another

But I have found another one on the internet, near the railway station, cheaper, but smaller, a mere 22 square metres. But room enough for a bed

I am hoping we can go see it on Friday together, after our 2 nights of passion together.

Nothing worth having ever comes easy.

R went to view a prospective love nest today. He specially took the train, an hour and a half round trip, a long walk to and from the apartment as well, it must be love

The apartment is nice apparently, small but ok seemed the main description, but a long way from the railway station with infrequent buses, and VERY thin walls
and it is not permitted to shower after 10pm

So I think it is a

Tomorrow he takes the train again, to the same town, to view another.
He really wants this lovenestD

and so do I

my emotional overload is subsiding, things are easing here at the office, and I am feeling aroused. Reading prettyintelligentprincesses blog didn't help, especially as she left nothing to the imagination. But in addition, in one weeks time, I will be meeting R again, for 2 days and 2 nights in a hotel together.
It is now 3 weeks since we last had sex together, so that means 3 weeks since either of us last had sex at all.
The build up is beginning. The imagining of all we will be doing next Wednesday night, my body is responding to the thoughts, so I am not sure how I will get through the next week.
Or how he will actually, as I do like to graphically share my feelings and desires with him.
Aren't I mean?D

well well. Tonight it was my husbands turn to be on the receiving end of a mouthful from our teenager. And he lost it
He ended up threating her with a cut in allowance, and sending her to bed early.

Poor kid, I feel sorry for her in a way. She had had a tiring day too, but she was very rude to him.

But I held my tongue, and did not get involved. It meant my evening was quite peaceful after that, and the early night will do her good.

I am feeling a bit fragile

The last 2 weeks at work have been very intense and stressful, with lots of heated meetings. Then on Saturday morning I had a bit of a run in with my teenager about chores - and then finding the love poems from Mark made me a bit weepy. Plus there was something emotional on the telly, which with me does not have to be much to set me off.
Yesterday was an all day meeting, again rather heated.
Then last night I had another argument with my daughter, she is sooo sensitive to any hint of critiscm these days, and worse of all my husband jumped in to take her side against me.

So, i was not a happy bunny last night, and this morning still felt a bit down. R has almost cheered me up, even offered to drive down to give me a hug, which is sweet of him, but a 2 hour drive is somewhat over the top just for that.

Pity we don't have the love nest yet, then it would have been a different story, and probably definately more than a hug

I was tidying my wardrobe yesterday!! and found some love poems from Mark.
He wrote of being soulmates forever and ever.
The poems bought tears to my eyes.
But even though we are apart, I think our souls can still love each other.
And even though I love others, as does he, it doesn't change what we had, and what our souls still have

well, after my last post I did email R with my thoughts and concerns. My main concern was that if there was indeed a honeymoon period, then a common love nest might put too much mental pressure on him.
He sent me a wonderful reply, and we have talked about it. He assures me nothing will change in the relationship he and I have, unless of course his wife is severly disabled after this, in which case he may need to devote more time to her. For him, he feels that she will not become more loving etc after this, and if she does, then that is a bridge to cross at the time.
He wants us to take the lovenest - that is his wish, and this week he will go view an apartment.
He is right of course, in that his wife is still going to be in hospital or therapy for a long time, we cannot put off what we want to do, and how we live our love on the basis of something that may or may not happen sometime in the future.
We both know where we stand. We love each other, but it is an affair. That is clear. The reasons we entered the affair was to fill those gaps in our relationships at home, not to replace those relationships.
The future is an open book, with the pages still to be written, and I should not try to look ahead.

But we are totally honest with each other, and can discuss anything. I value this very highly. Being dishonest with my spouse means that honesty with my lover is even more important

R's wife is now opening her eyes, although not really focusing properly yet. She has not spoken, and is still connected to lots of tubes to feed her etc.
Ryan (RGray1981) commented to one of my posts, that maybe, when she is fully well again, this incident will bring her and R close together again.

That is something I had already considered, and I am waiting to see if it happens. I think initially it might. assuming she suffers no lasting brain damage, then I think there will be an initial honeymoon period for them both,
But will it last?

If there were problems before, is a brush with death enough to banish them, to make people realise the insignificance of the problems?
My friends will remember that Res also had a brush with death in the summer. He was very ill, and was convinced he would die.
He didn't die, and after he left hospital he wrote to me about his new love of life etc.
Last week, he wrote to me again. He is still happy, but the shine is going. Things are now back to how they were before he became so ill. His wife still refuses all intimacy, and he is wondering again about having an affair.

So their honeymoon period, if that is what it was, did not last long.

R and I are still planning our lovenest, and he will view an apartment this week.
Maybe we should wait, until the honeymoon period comes. I guess R could feel totally torn between his wife and me, and a lovenest is extra pressure.
hmm, need to talk to him I think.

I read about some research this morning that if you are in an unhappy marriage, the chance of a heart attack is increased by 34%.

another study found that unhappily married women were three times more likely to have metabolic syndrome, a collection of symptoms that can lead to heart disease and diabetes.

I can vouch for this research, my Mum was a real bitch to my Dad, and they had a very unhappy marriage. Stayed together for the kids, and then out of habit.

my Dad died of an heart attack when he was 67, and my Mum died a year later of a stroke bought on by diabetes that she didn't know she had until it was too late.

what a waste!

http://www.nydailynews.com/lifestyle/health/2007/10/09/2007-10-09_bad_marriage_can_increase_risk_of_heart_.html

I have been reading a book by Scott Adams of Dilbert fame.
The Dilbert Future: Thriving on Stupidity in the 21st Century
I found it second hand, so I think it is already about 7 years out of date, but it is pretty good. I like Dilbert, and have discovered that he has his own website and blog too, pretty cool.

anyway Scott was talking about positive affirmations and how they have changed his life. Apparently I just have to write what I want to happen down for 15 days, and things will start happening. Now obviously I can't wish for world peace, but I can write down things like:
"My nails are long and strong" (they aren't )
"My stomach is flat"
"Gordon will return to blogland"

okay, maybe the bottom 2 are a bit ambitious, but he said to be ambitious, and positive, so let us see what happens.
cheers, SJ

Spotted this bird from my bedroom window on Sunday. is that you Kev?

Today I spent 5 hours with R in the town where our love nest could be. It was lovely. The sun shone, it is a very attractive town in the centre, with a river running through.
We decided to check out 2 apartments I had found advertised. The first one was about a 30 minute walk out of town, in a block, with a small pool, and woodland behind. The block had lots of foreigners in it, which is good. No one would notice us.
It also had a bus stop outside thank goodness, so we got the bus back to town - 5 mins

The second was close to the railway station, over some shops including a supermarket, so that would be useful. It also had lots of apartments and lots of foreigners in it. No one would notice us. The street was quieter than the other, which had been a main road, so this looks hopeful

However, something occurred to me that could foil our plans. In the country where I live it is a requirement to register with the local council where one lives. So if we were to rent this flat, we might have to register. They might want taxes from us.
This is a big problem. But if you aren't registered then the electricity company won't supply, as they use the same database.

So R is going to check out how we can get round this, or what happens if we register if we want to avoid paying taxes there. I hope he can find it out, cos this is something we both want

So the rest of the day we lunched, and then sat on a bench by the river, and kissed, and explored, but no sex. Very good, but also a little frustrating.
But we are planning a meet 25th Oct, including an overnight

I have always wanted a little escape pad here in town, somewhere I can withdraw to, maybe escape from the office at lunch time, or stay over when working late. 2 of my previous lovers shared this dream, but neither affair lasted long enough to actually act upon it.
So now, with R, it could be reality. We have been together nearly 4 months now. As long as neither Spouse finds out then we both want to be together for a long time to come.
Mark and I were 2 years together after all, and still would be if he hadn't moved to a far far away land.

So this apartment would be small, say 1 room, with seperate kitchenette and shower room (although a huge bath would be great as well). In the main room we would have a sitting / lounging around area, with a laptop to play DVD's on, and a music player. No TV, cos the licence is so high, and we won't be watching much TV after all
And of course a bed. A nice strong bed, with a headboard that lends itself to playtime with scarves or handcuffs. Silk sheets and lots of pillows to use for all sorts of things.
There will be lots of candles and soft lighting around. Maybe a small chest to keep some clothes in, as well as spare bedding

In the love nest we can have sexy DVD's and music, massage oils, games, sex toys, candles, matches. everything one needs for a romantic experience
In the fridge would be cool drinks, some wine perhaps, although R does not drink. There would be chocolates and sliced melon, cos I adore the sensation of cold watermelon pieces in my hot puy and then it being removed with the mouth. Wonderful.

And we would save money. A flat will cost about £200-£250 per month. That is the equivalent of 2-3 meetings in a room rented for 6 hours, plus one overnight in a nice hotel. Well okay, maybe we wouldn't save money, but paying half each we will barely notice it, and no more arguments as to who is paying for rooms. And we could cook in in our little kitchenette, and then we would save a fortune, and cooking together can be such fun.

I am so looking forward to this. R thinks it is a great idea, and now that his wife is going to survive her brain hemorrage we can start planning such things I think.

And the lovenest would just be for us, no visitors. Although I guess we could lend it to other couples for an erotic time if we knew them, but that is not something one normally discusses
So I will keep you posted. And if anyone already has a love nest and would like to share some tips, please do

I was strolling back from the little supermarket round the corner, carrying my lunch supplies ( which incidentally is very healthy today, if you don't count the chocolate bar).

There on the corner were 3 guys. OMG! I know I shouldn't judge, but talk about a "Gross" convention. One had his stomach hanging so low that he looked like he was expecting twins, the others weren't much trimmer, and they were all totally scruffy and had been at the back of the queue when looks were given out.
They all looked at me. I knew what was going through their minds. They may not be the sort of guys who are Gods gifts, but they looked the sort who were quite happy with some cans and some magazines in some grotty room somewhere, or enjoyed leering at young girls.

 I looked away quickly, it was so repulsive. As I say, nearly put me off my lunch, probably good it wasn't anything too greasy.

Leaving the gym on my trusty bike on Saturday, one of these drove past me:
A Porsche for offroading! Wow it is certainly big and impressive.
I didn't know Porsche did such things. Naturally a suitable casually wealthy couple got out, to look at top of the range bicycles.

But I am not jealous, I have too many enviromental concerns to drive such a gas guzzler.
Apparently prices range from £37'100 to £ 74'650 depending on model, and sorry guys I didn't look at the model.
We women go for body and looks and to some extent colour    Performance is something we leave men to worry about!

http://www.whatcar.co.uk/car-review/porsche-cayenne-4x4/563/