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when he said yes
Today is our one year mark – of our journey into D/s – M. I look back at where we are, from where we began, and how much we’ve grown in this simple year. We’ve stumbled, fumbled, and leapt. My excitement in the very beginning. His hesitancy. Eventually, we realized and settled into a pace we could both be at peace with. And our relationship has flourished – blossomed. We have never felt closer – our intimacy restored. We’ve both made our relationship a priority. Getting back to basics and building a foundation – LK’s suggestions have been paramount to our success. The community here has been a wonderful subport system, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. A year ago, when I found the site, it just felt right. Today, I am convinced this was being at the right place at the right time. Yankee and I were ready for this. I wrote this last year, a few days after he said yes. **** My dear husband and I started our journey together May 14th, 2015. I came to LK’s site by chance from a link on a FSOG fan fiction site. I was curious.Reading LK’s story in her words, and those of Mr. Fox – it was very familiar. My Yankee and I have been together for over 21 years, married 17. Two kids, homeschooling, extracurricular activities, his job, etc. These things take a toll on a relationship. And don’t doubt that we love each other. We are truly devoted to each other and our little family.But there wasn’t any intimacy. And then came the phenomenon of FSOG. I knew about it -. wasn’t all that interested in it. I had girlfriends that had read it and swooned. okay. whatever. My Anne Rice books were enough for me. Then the movie came out. Well, now, my curiosity is peaked. All of the media hype. Okay. fine. Bought the book on a Friday. Stayed up all night reading. Decided to seduce my Yankee on Saturday, for that evening – taking him to see the movie. Got him a grey tie – told him it wasn’t for wearing… wink, wink. Things happened. Woo Hoo! Happy wifey… Over the next several weeks, I tried to get him more interested, and try to please him. I had made a personal vow to myself to never tell him “no” again. I would call him Sir every now and then. I started thinking I wanted something else. I couldn’t put my finger on it. I wanted more. Last Sunday, before leaving for Church, I told him I felt things were better, but not where I wanted them. And then, I happened upon LK’s website Sunday evening. I started reading, researching. I started thinking. I joined the membership. Started “lurking,” then listening to the chat, then chatting. This felt right. This is what I want. And I want it with him. Wednesday night, early Thursday morning, I did it – I asked him. He got home from work a bit late – it was after midnight. I had drawn him a bath, laid out some clothes (t-shirt, boxers, pj pants). He noted – Hey! I’m not complaining, but why are there so many clothes out for me? He knew something was going on – he was cautiously curious. I asked him to sit in one of the chairs in our bedroom. I sat, on my knees, naked, in between his legs, on the floor. I gave him a card with a letter inside – with the above thoughts, acknowledging our lack of intimacy, recognizing our devotion to each other, reassuring him. I included words from my proposal to him, words from our wedding vows. I asked him to go on this journey with me. But he didn’t know “what” that journey was, yet. He finished reading the card. I handed him some of the material I printed out – words from Mr. Fox. I read him some words from Lk… He looked at me and smiled. We chatted – he had questions. I had some answers. I told him we need to do this together – to make things better. He look at me and smiled, again. So, I asked… Was he willing to take this step and go on this journey? Yes. Was he willing to do the research? Yes. Was he willing to change so that things can be better? Yes. I was unsure if I should ask the next question…. I didn’t want to overwhelm him, but he seemed okay with everything so far. My heart was pounding in my ears. I had never been so nervous, so anxious, with him before. Was he willing to step into the role of Dom, and accept me as his submissive? He said yes! I asked Yankee if I could thank him. Of course – he leaned down & I was able to kiss him. swoon.
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