Gentlemen and anybody else tell us why your spouse is the hottest thing on this planet. (WORDS ONLY) NO PICS!!!!

[TempleGoddessHusband]

Here is what I want to see. Love and passion. Real life complexity. I want to hear about and give you a place to talk about just how amazing they are.
I’m working on a post, but wanted to put the idea out there first.

 

[cdstefi]

My wife because she is the most accepting person of kinks and non-cis-het sexualities that I know. Not just mine for lingerie, she'll give anyone a fair hearing (short of downright illegal and morally murky stuff like rape or paedophilia).

I also knew from as soon as I met her that she was a person of huge integrity with a fierce sense of fairness, and that she was living the most authentic life she could. Just knowing her has made me a far better person.

Paradoxically and despite all her action and evidence to the contrary, she struggles with being loved for herself and believes herself not to be a good person (she's done a fair bit of therapy to work through childhood traumas that impacted heavily on her sense of self-worth, but the job's far from complete). It's kind of my mission to try and get her to see her as I and all of her friends and family do. I've literally never heard anyone say a bad word about her.

 

[TempleGoddessHusband]

Ok so this will need multiple posts but let’s start at the beginning (and yes there are 25 years of this kind of deliciousness):
I was 19, and was not many months out of my 2nd relationship. It was the beginning of February and for a southern state we were quite chilly. I was 6’2’ 148, dark brown eyes, brown hair almost at my shoulders and a passable goatee. I was walking to campus with a friend from high school. He had a few art pieces in a show and it happened to be the building I was going to for a poetry slam.
Yep, that is where we met. I was in a vintage brown corduroy suit and brown fedora. She, 5 years my senior, had a long skirt wrapped around her (you could see the beginnings of the curves that have become my favorite in the world), some chunky, stacked shoes (late 90’s), a velvet hat, and lips that could fucking stop traffic.
Did not know her, wanted to!
So the slam begins and I realize it’s not the lips and amazing eyes (shit, forget to mention that. They are fucking magnificent!) that are so enticing, it’s her. The first piece she reads floors me, I am starting to believe that this is the most amazing woman I have ever met. Her words are so well-crafted, they show grace, and strength, and real raw beauty. Her delivery has the perfect pitch and cadence. There is a fierceness that is undeniable in her.
I’m done, or actually undone was more like it. I got up read my piece and set back down to do my best to steal glances without downright staring at her. She was stunning. We read again. Again I was impressed with how good she was. People so often read poetry or story with a voice that does not sound like their own. This was the opposite. She sounded so genuine and if I’m honest her sexy southern drawl with force and boldness at just the right places killed me. Sometimes she just enunciates in a way that makes it seem like the flow of words is sexy, not breathy or porn-ish, but deeply sensual.
After 2 rounds it was down to me and her and 1 other guy. We each read, and afterwards she got 1st place and I got 2nd.
Afterwards we kind of had time to free read a few pieces if we wanted. She chose a poem by Sharon Olds “It” and I don’t think I had ever been more turned on by a poem in my life.
Needless to say as thing were winding down and I saw my “big sister” from the honors college talking with her, I make my way over. I am introduced. I take her hand and kiss the back of it (actually I put my thumb between her hand and my lips; no consent). I tell her that her words are beautiful. We talk for another minute or two and then my friend who walked with me is ready to go and I have to leave.
I put on my houndstooth trench coat and fedora and start walking back with my friend.
It is snowing! I should not be snowing this far south this late, but it is. Big beautiful flakes are just floating down oh, so slowly. The street lamps are just a perfect golden. There are no cars, and zero wind. I just floated home.

If that doesn’t work for you, there is plenty of steamy to come.

 

[keepingsweet]

Really sweet

 

[keepingsweet]

My wife because she is the most accepting person of kinks and non-cis-het sexualities that I know. Not just mine for lingerie, she'll give anyone a fair hearing (short of downright illegal and morally murky stuff like rape or paedophilia).

I also knew from as soon as I met her that she was a person of huge integrity with a fierce sense of fairness, and that she was living the most authentic life she could. Just knowing her has made me a far better person.

Paradoxically and despite all her action and evidence to the contrary, she struggles with being loved for herself and believes herself not to be a good person (she's done a fair bit of therapy to work through childhood traumas that impacted heavily on her sense of self-worth, but the job's far from complete). It's kind of my mission to try and get her to see her as I and all of her friends and family do. I've literally never heard anyone say a bad word about her.

I love the idea behind this thread and this post. You make me want to post my little love letter too.

This just makes us seem much less degenerate.

@One_ping_only I wanna see yours

 

[cdstefi]

I love the idea behind this thread and this post. You make me want to post my little love letter too.

This just makes us seem much less degenerate.

@One_ping_only I wanna see yours

Thanks! I guess what I forgot to convey was the sheer amount of respect I accord her too. She is literally the best person I know.

 

[keepingsweet]

Thanks! I guess what I forgot to convey was the sheer amount of respect I accord her too. She is literally the best person I know.

You absolutely conveyed that and made me love her a little because of what you shared. Then fierce integrity, the compassion and openness, the moral compass… I love seeing menfolk talk about women this way.

 

[Tommelon]

If we ever went out 90 percent chance she would get hit on.
Plus I enjoy it when it's happening.

 

[TempleGoddessHusband]

If we ever went out 90 percent chance she would get hit on.
Plus I enjoy it when it's happening.

Preach!

 

[WonderPonder]

I'll stick strictly to her appearance and sexuality.

When we started dating and even early during our marriage she got hit on often. Her face is beautiful and she still gets compliments on how pretty she is and her gorgeous smile. Her mom and grandmother are/were the same. No wrinkles and all look years younger than they actually are.

She's 54 but looks 10 years younger and since last summer has been exercising and losing weight. Her goal is to get to her wedding day weight of 135lbs and she's real close.

She hit menopause last June and for her it skyrocketed her labedo. Then in August I was hit with serious health issues which killed any sex between us. On new years eve she went out with another man with my blessing and that started our hotwife cuckold journey.

Now she is a completely different woman. Her confidence, body, attitude, openness to talk about sex,fantasies has excelled to a new level. I swear she actually glows now mostly I know because of the other man.

So I find her the hottest woman on the planet for all the above and a lot more.

 

[cdstefi]

This'll be my last contribution here and it's super TL;DR, but for anyone who may enjoy it, here's something I wrote not long after I met her, but which still applies several years later:

Some of the things she is ...

She is wordy. The English language does not frighten her; she delights in it, plays with it, knocks words about like playthings, throws them in the air and catches them with a squeal of delight. She delights in playing with them with likeminded people.

She is authentic. She won't take her damn coffee instant, she will grind beans and infuse water and take the bitterness full-flavoured and black. She saves bacon fat even though she doesn't eat bacon, because it's the best damn cooking fat there is. She won't buy a sweater or scarf she could just as easily knit, from wool she's bought from a craft fair where she can pet the sheep it maybe came from. She won't drink mass-produced beer or eat mass-produced cheese with no taste and no kick; she seeks out the finer, more intense flavours. And she won't get her dinner from a can or a ready-to-eat microwave package; she'll create it from basic ingredients and enjoy the process of preparation and the realness of the result.

She is an educator. She imparts her passion for her field of expertise to her students with kindness, humour and an overflowing joy in its elegance, its patterns, its pure logicality in a confusing and random world. She sees their confusion, understands it and tries to form those patterns for them so that they can see it as she sees it. Crystalline, pure and beautiful.

She is a pragmatist. For all that she lives in a world of beautiful and simple logic, she also knows that life often isn't simple. She has tried to live with simple faith but knows that people are often too imperfect to follow what should be simple tenets. Some are close to perfection, and they are beautiful to her; most aren't, yet she still accepts their failings with grace, sometimes sadness, sometimes anger, but she isn't beaten down by them.

She is beautiful in herself. The same authenticity she applies to life she applies to her own body. She doesn't primp and preen, spend her disposable income on artificial smells or looks or out-of-a-box "beauty". She is simply beautiful exactly as she is, nothing added or taken away. Her beauty speaks through a smile, a laugh, a movement of her body, an attitude. She doesn't need $100/bottle perfumes to smell good, because she simply does smell good, of herself, without olfactory layers of confusion. She doesn't need to create artificial femininity by shaving or putting on layers of synthetic stuff to be washed off again at the end of the day, because she knows she is a woman, a desirable and beautiful woman, just as God made her, and she knows that those worthy of her loving will love her just the same way.

She is unashamedly sensual. If it feels good, it is good. She revels in being loved sensually, for herself, her flavours and textures, and she loves the same way. Sex for her is not an artifice of man-made things; it is human and basic, it's nudity and closeness, hardness and softness, skin and fluids and real feelings. She has learnt the difference between a passionless fuck and truly making love, connecting on every level with the man (or woman) who adores her.

She is at a point in her life where she will not settle for less.

She is unconditionally lovable and loved, for the human being she is. Now. As she is.

 

[TempleGoddessHusband]

This'll be my last contribution here and it's super TL;DR, but for anyone who may enjoy it, here's something I wrote not long after I met her, but which still applies several years later:

Some of the things she is ...

She is wordy. The English language does not frighten her; she delights in it, plays with it, knocks words about like playthings, throws them in the air and catches them with a squeal of delight. She delights in playing with them with likeminded people.

She is authentic. She won't take her damn coffee instant, she will grind beans and infuse water and take the bitterness full-flavoured and black. She saves bacon fat even though she doesn't eat bacon, because it's the best damn cooking fat there is. She won't buy a sweater or scarf she could just as easily knit, from wool she's bought from a craft fair where she can pet the sheep it maybe came from. She won't drink mass-produced beer or eat mass-produced cheese with no taste and no kick; she seeks out the finer, more intense flavours. And she won't get her dinner from a can or a ready-to-eat microwave package; she'll create it from basic ingredients and enjoy the process of preparation and the realness of the result.

She is an educator. She imparts her passion for her field of expertise to her students with kindness, humour and an overflowing joy in its elegance, its patterns, its pure logicality in a confusing and random world. She sees their confusion, understands it and tries to form those patterns for them so that they can see it as she sees it. Crystalline, pure and beautiful.

She is a pragmatist. For all that she lives in a world of beautiful and simple logic, she also knows that life often isn't simple. She has tried to live with simple faith but knows that people are often too imperfect to follow what should be simple tenets. Some are close to perfection, and they are beautiful to her; most aren't, yet she still accepts their failings with grace, sometimes sadness, sometimes anger, but she isn't beaten down by them.

She is beautiful in herself. The same authenticity she applies to life she applies to her own body. She doesn't primp and preen, spend her disposable income on artificial smells or looks or out-of-a-box "beauty". She is simply beautiful exactly as she is, nothing added or taken away. Her beauty speaks through a smile, a laugh, a movement of her body, an attitude. She doesn't need $100/bottle perfumes to smell good, because she simply does smell good, of herself, without olfactory layers of confusion. She doesn't need to create artificial femininity by shaving or putting on layers of synthetic stuff to be washed off again at the end of the day, because she knows she is a woman, a desirable and beautiful woman, just as God made her, and she knows that those worthy of her loving will love her just the same way.

She is unashamedly sensual. If it feels good, it is good. She revels in being loved sensually, for herself, her flavours and textures, and she loves the same way. Sex for her is not an artifice of man-made things; it is human and basic, it's nudity and closeness, hardness and softness, skin and fluids and real feelings. She has learnt the difference between a passionless fuck and truly making love, connecting on every level with the man (or woman) who adores her.

She is at a point in her life where she will not settle for less.

She is unconditionally lovable and loved, for the human being she is. Now. As she is.

BLESS YOU AND HER!! This is what I wanted to see!!!!!

 

[One_ping_only]

I love the idea behind this thread and this post. You make me want to post my little love letter too.

This just makes us seem much less degenerate.

@One_ping_only I wanna see yours

Ohh she's just simply amazing both inside and out. She's 12 years my junior, met her literally days after she arrived from the Philippines with good old fashion values, was raised in a RC family and to this day home those values dear to her heart. An absolutely great mother to our children and a giving, loving, selfless wife. Can't lie!!

Those are just a handful of her inner beauties that I can think of at the moment. I'm sure I'll think and remember much more later on so I'll add to this as we go along. Our spouses never get enough credit and appreciation they deserve so we should always try to remember what either means and do us each evening before falling asleep

 

[TempleGoddessHusband]

You make me want to post my little love letter too.

This just makes us seem much less degenerate.

Do tell, you seem much too sweet for degenerate!