Re: In praise of Emily

Across the pond you’ve had the snow this winter yes? Here in the UK, its been wet, and dark, and wet some more. The average Brit, at least in the south has a nice set of webbed feet these days. So this morning, watching the sun rise on an azure blue sky makes a welcome change. The quality of the light on a winter’s morning is different, buttery yellow, painting the silver birch so they shine.

Last night I did my trailing detective act. Mags met David in London’s hay market and they walked to a nearby restaurant. It was an easy follow and afterwards Mags told me how sexy that felt. She fantasised that I was jealous lover and I was watching her. The girl has lust and subterfuge on the brain. She has a deliciously rich imagination. I went up to London with Mags on the train. Dressed in the figure hugging leather black dress and high heels, the stockings, pearls and Cartier got her noticed. It was amusing to see the men on the train casting furtive glances her way. Her perfume was hypnotic, really deep and attention grabbing. Mags was out on the pull. I asked her ‘does a girl get used to men looking at her and wanting sex?’ and she smiled, ‘yes they do. They take it as a compliment, not that many of the guys deserve a second glance’. There, what neat attitude. Mags is bubbling with allure and self esteem. I hope that David is ready for this!

David is a little taller than I expected but then the agency picture was only head and shoulders. He is distinguished though and has these smiling eyes and creases around the edges that suggests that he has laughed or suffered a bit in his time. It could be either. I’m nearby when he kisses and greets her, saying how incredibly smart she looks and that whether the dates go onwards between them, he really appreciates Mags having dinner with him. It’s a nice touch. If its a chat up line, then its a good one. There’s a hint of gentlemanly humility in there. Because I don’t want to make Mags nervous being really close on her shoulder, I decide to wait outside the restaurant and take a coffee from a booth. Its time to reflect on our approach here.

Truth be told I have no idea whether David will be her new husband or whether it might be one of ten or more dates that follow. You can’t tell. There is a fair chance that none of them will work. Dating agencies aren’t full proof. Even if she finds a mister charming there is no guarantee that he will cuck down in the required way. He may kick back hard. Then Mags might have to reconsider her options. My sense though is that this lady knows what she wants. She ain’t going to give up CCs cock for no man. Now that CC has showed his interest in her she is in a better position, she is looking for his assistant. Mags psychologically is black owned. I know full well that whilst she and I will continue to fuck, that Mags’ nirvana will always be black, and thick and meaty. I’ve seen women this way before, disparaging about what any white suitor might offer them. That’s why black cock scares the shit out of a lot of would be cuck fantasists.

It seems to be going well in the restaurant- Mags and David are laughing. They seem easy with themselves and i’m pleased. I wonder what David might say if he knew that last night Mags was writhing around beneath her black master? Too early though. This is a long term game and a step by step exploration. I have promised Mags that. She has my support to heat up the thing with CC. We will see about that job and we’ve said she should encourage him to check out at the clinic. Bareback will be good for her, and I will carefully check CC once in a while. What he does and who he sees. Paranoid? May be. But you see if you put your health on the line in a circle, then you have to know that others are not doing stupid things. You can’t give back AIDS as an unwanted Christmas gift. Think on it. There is nothing more serious than this. it was why I blew up about Ben. Wet sex, cream pies and the possibility of breeding are deep in the psyche of the cuckold life style. But such carries major risk, so the arrangements have to be properly handled and protected. There has to be loving trust, however odd that might seem to a vanilla sex outsider.

There are a few attractive women around, dressed in very short dresses, out in little groups, partying or teasing. Little groups of guys eye them and make quiet comments. Out on the street the mating game cycles over again. That’s it really. Once you have had a taste of that, once you’ve felt the excitement and the angst associated with getting off with someone you really desire you miss it later. Marriage with mugs of cocoa and re run films in a cosy living room has some appeal, but not sexually. I’d argue that we are pre programmed to want sex, and when we have got it to jazz it up some. Women ovulate over and over, more often than most other large mammals (yep, we’re those too). That doesn’t happen by chance. The mating game is ramped up for us. The vanilla folk can say that we are sex obsessed-too horny for our own good. Maybe. But I’m pleased to say that we accept sex for what it is, a part of us, rather than a sudden, unspoken and shocking activity that we tumble into once in a while. Perhaps we are a the libido people. Certainly women who get into the hot wife lifestyle report wanting much more sex than they uses to. Cuddle an instinct then- take precautions of sure, abuse no one, but respect what you need to do, who you are.

Desserts are served and then coffee. They have been in there over two hours-another good sign. Tough dinner dates are rushed through. This one is lingering. Mags excuses herself to go powder her nose and gives me a call on the mobile. She worries that i must be tired and or cold. I say I’m not, her happiness and safety is paramount. She says things are fine. David is lovely and yes she will see him again. She assumes nothing as regards this. The check stops are put in place. But she is pleased with the guy- you can tell that. After dinner he will take her to a jazz club. I’m free to go-Mags will tell me more later. But I am a sweet sweet man for caring so much about her. OK- I sign off. The long journey has begun. Its an investment. Mags is part of our circle.