I am a 28 year old woman with a great career, lots of interests, and good friends. I am also a virgin. It just never happened for me and sometimes I think it never will.
I'm having an emotional affair with a man other than my husband n I wanna have sex with my female friend
i am a guy,40, and when i was ca8 i try'd on a pair of pantyhose, i thought i never take them back off and till today i still love wearing pantyhose on just about daily basis. i also get very much turned on by women wearing them. as kid i got caught by my mom several times and she just took them from me and ususaly went straight in the furnice or got cot up into pices. when i was maried i always took the ones from my wife and like an idiot i told her what my mom always did so she made her old ones unusable before they went in the trash. now i just by my own since the wife changed jobs and refuses to wear them but i have a huge drawer full and when she does need one she always take some from me but never return them, instead ripping them into two pices right down the center. she will tollerate me wearing them as long as she dont see it like under my pants but get mad if i walk around the house in them. however, i have a hard time to get off without wearing them . what can i do if anything???
i cheated on my husband last night, he is away travelling for work. I love my husband, he makes me very happy in life, emotionally and in bed. i met and old gf from HS and we got high and went out. i was feeling real good and the guys we were dancing with were so cute. i don't know what i was thinking when one kissed my lips and another kissed the back of my neck. i was making out with the one in front of me and the guy behind me was feeling me up under my skirt. next thing i knew i left with them and we had sex in gf's minivan in all possible ways and unprotected.
I was with him today. And I don't remember what we were talking about, but he started laughing that loud laugh of his. I just stared at him for the longest time before it hit me, "Shit, I'm in love with this guy."
It was the single most terrifying feeling I'd ever come across. I'm in love with him. And in that moment his girlfriend came to sit down with us, all blonde hair and bright eyes, breaking my heart before it understood why it was breaking.
I haven't cried. I want to. But I feel numb, like my body went into autopilot. I don't know what to do.
I like bad smells. Buses, skunks, tuna. I like all smells. Smells to me are different and interesting, but I don't find any smell necessarily offensive.