We have found in the past that men that Debbie enjoyed, sexually, and who had personalities that matched ours, or Debbie's, have turned out to be great friends to both of us and wonderful lovers for Debbie. I have always been a very good judge of character, and we have enjoyed each live-in that has lived with us.
Davison is someone I feel really good about, and Debbie very much likes him and may very well fall in love with him if she hasn't already. I have seen Debbie with innumerable other men, but none of them has made Debbie feel the way Davison has. I believe that Davison has really opened Debbie to a new way of living, in the moment. Debbie has never felt high from sex before. And everything I have tried to teach Debbie about Tantra, she has learned in practice with Davison.
This morning during "church" I saw Debbie like I never have before. She was in an orgasmic state the entire time. When “church” ended, Debbie just lied there. She couldn’t move. Debbie told me that she felt so alive, like never before. Debbie told me that she could still feel Davison and his friends and Stewart throughout every inch of her body. Debbie told me that she loved me, then she asked me if I had the laundry done, folded and put away. I told Debbie that I had done some of it yesterday. Then Debbie sat straight up in bed.
Debbie had that look of disapproval on her face. Debbie asked me if there were still dishes in the sink. I nodded. Debbie then asked me if I had cleaned the cat boxes. Again I nodded. Debbie looked at me and asked what I had done. I told Debbie that I had put most of Davisons clothes in the closet in the spare room and had unpacked his boxes and broke them down and had taken them out. I told Debbie that I had cleaned out her car. She had spilled coffee in it the last time she drove it. So, I detailed her car for her. Debbie was not happy with me.
Debbie told me that she had asked me to have the laundry done, folded and put away yesterday. I told Debbie with everything going on yesterday that I forgot. Debbie asked me why I forgot and I told her I didn’t know. That got her even more mad. I told Debbie that I was sorry and Debbie got out of bed.
Debbie went to the bathroom and brushed her hair and put on some sweats. She then told me that she and Davison were going to take a drive in the mountains, because she had to get out. Debbie then told me that when she got home that she wanted the dishes done and put away, the laundry done, folded and put away and that a new pair of sheets on the bed would be nice. Debbie gave me a peck on the cheek and told me she loved me.
As Debbie and Davison drove away I began thinking about how Davison moving in with us was a good decision. Davison brings out the best in Debbie, whereas I often bring out her worst. I also began thinking today about what I really do for Debbie. She says I am a good house husband, and that when I am in my A game that I do a good job, although she does feel she has to follow behind me to make sure what I said I did and did right.
Debbie Called me shortly after she and Davison left and asked me what my plans were for the day. I told Debbie that I intended to have the dishes done, the laundry completed, folded and put away and I was going to clean the cat boxes and hoped to be able to get both main bathrooms cleaned. Debbie told me that she and Davison were going to go out to dinner. So, that would give me enough time to get everything done, as well as clean the hot tub. I told Debbie that I would do my best to have everything done. Debbie told me that she and Davison wouldn’t be home until after nine or ten o’clock. So, I should have enough time to get everything done.
I have done the laundry and the cat boxes. I have changed the sheets on the bed and put the old ones in the laundry. I have the dishes halfway done, and I have everything ready to clean the bathrooms and the hot tub. I do these things because it makes Debbie happy. And the one thing that makes me happy is making Debbie happy. And Right now Davison is making Debbie happy, too. Davison made love to Debbie most the night last night and then had his friends of his over this morning for “church,” and he is now taking Debbie for a drive in the mountains and out to dinner. I see what Davison is doing with Debbie and what I am doing for Debbie as two men working as a team. We are both doing what we know makes Debbie happy. And I see this working this way for a long time, if Davison stays with us, which I hope he does.
Davison seems to be happy with our arrangements. And I know that Debbie is happy with the way things are going. I do feel sorry for Davison simply because Debbie does have high standards that she expects people to live up to. Luckily Davison has lived up to, and exceeded, Debbie’s expectations of him. Debbie told me this morning, while I was making breakfast for her and Davison and myself, that last night with Davison was incredible. Debbie told me that it was nice having me massage her back while she and Davison lied on their sides making love. Debbie also thanked me for getting both her and Davison water in the middle of the night.
Debbie loves me very much, but too often I do not live up to her expectations. And her expectations of me aren’t really that high. She likes a clean house, and I don’t blame her. She likes the cat boxes to be cleaned and the laundry and dishes done , which makes sense. And she lets me love her while she has sex with Davison and other men. She always asks me if she asks too much of me and I always tell her no.
This morning when Debbie asked me why I hadn’t done all that she had asked me to do yesterday I answered that I didn’t know. Debbie told me that sometimes I make her think that I am as dumb as a box of rocks. And she is right. Debbie has it all together. I do not. When I am at work I have it all together, and I am very good at what I do. At home it is a different story. I find it hard to b e the person that Debbie needs me to be sometimes. Davison does not have that problem. And to be honest, I think that Davison has the hardest job between the two of us. He has to please Debbie physically, mental and spiritually. I do the best I can in any way that I can.
Debbie asked me yesterday why I never say no to her. I told her I would never tell her no for any reason. Debbie asked me why. I told her I would never tell her no because she has never given me a reason to. Debbie was somewhat happy with that answer. She did tell me that she wished that I would make some decisions, sometimes. I told Debbie that I try. Debbie told me that she is hoping that Davison will step in where I fail. I agreed. Debbie told me that Davison is not into doing domestic activities like doing dishes or laundry or yard work, but she didn’t expect him to. I told Debbie that I didn’t either. I told Debbie that Davison seems to know what he is expected to do.
Davison did tell me last night when we went to bed that he appreciated us letting him move in with us, and that he would do his very best to make us both happy that we made the decision to let him live with us. Before I could say anything, Debbie told Davison that he already had. I agreed. When Debbie and Davison got into bed last night, Davison asked me if I would burn some incense and light some candles so that they could have a more romantic setting to make love in, and I said yes. I lit incense and candles and Debbie and Davison both thanked me. Debbie told me that she wished that she and I would do that sometime, but now that Davison is living with us, I can still burn the incense and the candles for them. I liked knowing that what I had done pleased Debbie.
I let Debbie and Davison have some alone time last night and I sat in the hot tub for a while. I thought it would be nice for them to enjoy the romantic setting alone, without me watching. And when I did come back to the bedroom, both Debbie and Davison thanked me for the alone time, which made me feel good, because I had done something right. What Davison may not realize is how much I am willing to do for him to make sure he stays happy and wants to stay with us. I know that Debbie will do most anything for Davison. And I think that is a good thing. Davison seems to know how to make Debbie feel really good, in many ways. I feel that he is going to be the Man of our house, and Debbie is going to like that. It will also take some pressure off of me, as well.
I will still have house duties that will always be my responsibility, but Davison will have the responsibility of making decisions in our home. That is something I do not like to do. I think that when Davison takes on the roll of Man Of The House, Debbie will be happier because she will not have to make as many decisions as she has had to.
Davison is someone I feel really good about, and Debbie very much likes him and may very well fall in love with him if she hasn't already. I have seen Debbie with innumerable other men, but none of them has made Debbie feel the way Davison has. I believe that Davison has really opened Debbie to a new way of living, in the moment. Debbie has never felt high from sex before. And everything I have tried to teach Debbie about Tantra, she has learned in practice with Davison.
This morning during "church" I saw Debbie like I never have before. She was in an orgasmic state the entire time. When “church” ended, Debbie just lied there. She couldn’t move. Debbie told me that she felt so alive, like never before. Debbie told me that she could still feel Davison and his friends and Stewart throughout every inch of her body. Debbie told me that she loved me, then she asked me if I had the laundry done, folded and put away. I told Debbie that I had done some of it yesterday. Then Debbie sat straight up in bed.
Debbie had that look of disapproval on her face. Debbie asked me if there were still dishes in the sink. I nodded. Debbie then asked me if I had cleaned the cat boxes. Again I nodded. Debbie looked at me and asked what I had done. I told Debbie that I had put most of Davisons clothes in the closet in the spare room and had unpacked his boxes and broke them down and had taken them out. I told Debbie that I had cleaned out her car. She had spilled coffee in it the last time she drove it. So, I detailed her car for her. Debbie was not happy with me.
Debbie told me that she had asked me to have the laundry done, folded and put away yesterday. I told Debbie with everything going on yesterday that I forgot. Debbie asked me why I forgot and I told her I didn’t know. That got her even more mad. I told Debbie that I was sorry and Debbie got out of bed.
Debbie went to the bathroom and brushed her hair and put on some sweats. She then told me that she and Davison were going to take a drive in the mountains, because she had to get out. Debbie then told me that when she got home that she wanted the dishes done and put away, the laundry done, folded and put away and that a new pair of sheets on the bed would be nice. Debbie gave me a peck on the cheek and told me she loved me.
As Debbie and Davison drove away I began thinking about how Davison moving in with us was a good decision. Davison brings out the best in Debbie, whereas I often bring out her worst. I also began thinking today about what I really do for Debbie. She says I am a good house husband, and that when I am in my A game that I do a good job, although she does feel she has to follow behind me to make sure what I said I did and did right.
Debbie Called me shortly after she and Davison left and asked me what my plans were for the day. I told Debbie that I intended to have the dishes done, the laundry completed, folded and put away and I was going to clean the cat boxes and hoped to be able to get both main bathrooms cleaned. Debbie told me that she and Davison were going to go out to dinner. So, that would give me enough time to get everything done, as well as clean the hot tub. I told Debbie that I would do my best to have everything done. Debbie told me that she and Davison wouldn’t be home until after nine or ten o’clock. So, I should have enough time to get everything done.
I have done the laundry and the cat boxes. I have changed the sheets on the bed and put the old ones in the laundry. I have the dishes halfway done, and I have everything ready to clean the bathrooms and the hot tub. I do these things because it makes Debbie happy. And the one thing that makes me happy is making Debbie happy. And Right now Davison is making Debbie happy, too. Davison made love to Debbie most the night last night and then had his friends of his over this morning for “church,” and he is now taking Debbie for a drive in the mountains and out to dinner. I see what Davison is doing with Debbie and what I am doing for Debbie as two men working as a team. We are both doing what we know makes Debbie happy. And I see this working this way for a long time, if Davison stays with us, which I hope he does.
Davison seems to be happy with our arrangements. And I know that Debbie is happy with the way things are going. I do feel sorry for Davison simply because Debbie does have high standards that she expects people to live up to. Luckily Davison has lived up to, and exceeded, Debbie’s expectations of him. Debbie told me this morning, while I was making breakfast for her and Davison and myself, that last night with Davison was incredible. Debbie told me that it was nice having me massage her back while she and Davison lied on their sides making love. Debbie also thanked me for getting both her and Davison water in the middle of the night.
Debbie loves me very much, but too often I do not live up to her expectations. And her expectations of me aren’t really that high. She likes a clean house, and I don’t blame her. She likes the cat boxes to be cleaned and the laundry and dishes done , which makes sense. And she lets me love her while she has sex with Davison and other men. She always asks me if she asks too much of me and I always tell her no.
This morning when Debbie asked me why I hadn’t done all that she had asked me to do yesterday I answered that I didn’t know. Debbie told me that sometimes I make her think that I am as dumb as a box of rocks. And she is right. Debbie has it all together. I do not. When I am at work I have it all together, and I am very good at what I do. At home it is a different story. I find it hard to b e the person that Debbie needs me to be sometimes. Davison does not have that problem. And to be honest, I think that Davison has the hardest job between the two of us. He has to please Debbie physically, mental and spiritually. I do the best I can in any way that I can.
Debbie asked me yesterday why I never say no to her. I told her I would never tell her no for any reason. Debbie asked me why. I told her I would never tell her no because she has never given me a reason to. Debbie was somewhat happy with that answer. She did tell me that she wished that I would make some decisions, sometimes. I told Debbie that I try. Debbie told me that she is hoping that Davison will step in where I fail. I agreed. Debbie told me that Davison is not into doing domestic activities like doing dishes or laundry or yard work, but she didn’t expect him to. I told Debbie that I didn’t either. I told Debbie that Davison seems to know what he is expected to do.
Davison did tell me last night when we went to bed that he appreciated us letting him move in with us, and that he would do his very best to make us both happy that we made the decision to let him live with us. Before I could say anything, Debbie told Davison that he already had. I agreed. When Debbie and Davison got into bed last night, Davison asked me if I would burn some incense and light some candles so that they could have a more romantic setting to make love in, and I said yes. I lit incense and candles and Debbie and Davison both thanked me. Debbie told me that she wished that she and I would do that sometime, but now that Davison is living with us, I can still burn the incense and the candles for them. I liked knowing that what I had done pleased Debbie.
I let Debbie and Davison have some alone time last night and I sat in the hot tub for a while. I thought it would be nice for them to enjoy the romantic setting alone, without me watching. And when I did come back to the bedroom, both Debbie and Davison thanked me for the alone time, which made me feel good, because I had done something right. What Davison may not realize is how much I am willing to do for him to make sure he stays happy and wants to stay with us. I know that Debbie will do most anything for Davison. And I think that is a good thing. Davison seems to know how to make Debbie feel really good, in many ways. I feel that he is going to be the Man of our house, and Debbie is going to like that. It will also take some pressure off of me, as well.
I will still have house duties that will always be my responsibility, but Davison will have the responsibility of making decisions in our home. That is something I do not like to do. I think that when Davison takes on the roll of Man Of The House, Debbie will be happier because she will not have to make as many decisions as she has had to.