lonely_hubby60
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- Dec 21, 2017
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I feel rather blue myself, and what better way is there to feel better, than helping somebody else find her way back to a cheerful mood?
Two weeks ago, I felt zippy, and the main difference vs. today was a woman I exchanged mails with. We both brought affection into one another's life; the only meaningful difference I can pin down, relative to my situation today. Strange, isn't it, how a little bit of affection can make such a huge difference in the way one perceives life.
Now my thinking goes like this: I bet I am not the only person on the planet, who lost a dear companion recently. There is at least one woman feeling like me this morning, I just know that, who's also missing that small bit of affection. Which gave her what I had felt: a sense of belonging; a sense of being part of a companionship of two people out to make each other happy.
One well-known Lit member here thinks self-love can accomplish the same, and maybe it can for her. But I know it cannot for me. Even though there is not that much difference between me masturbating to good porn and me thinking of the woman I used to know. When I make love to myself, it still makes all the difference in the world for me.
And talking about this and that, bringing some new thinking into our life that way, won't work either with the "porn" woman I watch pleasuring herself. Even if her nipples might look twice as fabulous as I remember those of my prior companion. Or – god forbid – making love to our hearts and souls, when we fondled our inner selfs and boosted our egos that way.
I know that - should you and I start mailing each other - my effect on you will be different compared to your prior mail companion. And you will affect me differently as well. But one aspect is pretty certain: both of us will look forward to those mails, because you and I have something to give to one another.
So, shall we start an experiment and try it out together?
Two weeks ago, I felt zippy, and the main difference vs. today was a woman I exchanged mails with. We both brought affection into one another's life; the only meaningful difference I can pin down, relative to my situation today. Strange, isn't it, how a little bit of affection can make such a huge difference in the way one perceives life.
Now my thinking goes like this: I bet I am not the only person on the planet, who lost a dear companion recently. There is at least one woman feeling like me this morning, I just know that, who's also missing that small bit of affection. Which gave her what I had felt: a sense of belonging; a sense of being part of a companionship of two people out to make each other happy.
One well-known Lit member here thinks self-love can accomplish the same, and maybe it can for her. But I know it cannot for me. Even though there is not that much difference between me masturbating to good porn and me thinking of the woman I used to know. When I make love to myself, it still makes all the difference in the world for me.
And talking about this and that, bringing some new thinking into our life that way, won't work either with the "porn" woman I watch pleasuring herself. Even if her nipples might look twice as fabulous as I remember those of my prior companion. Or – god forbid – making love to our hearts and souls, when we fondled our inner selfs and boosted our egos that way.
I know that - should you and I start mailing each other - my effect on you will be different compared to your prior mail companion. And you will affect me differently as well. But one aspect is pretty certain: both of us will look forward to those mails, because you and I have something to give to one another.
So, shall we start an experiment and try it out together?
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