I've Had A Few Tumblr Accounts Over The Years, Some Shut Down By Tumblr, And One With The Caption Above

I've had a few Tumblr accounts over the years, some shut down by Tumblr, and one with the caption above I shut down myself. It’s always fun to see captions floating around and stumble across old ones I created.

At the time of this one, she was beginning to fall in love with her bull. I was eroticizing it, wrapped in the fantasy of it all while dealing with angst.

When a wife falls in love with another man, it’s no longer just the open, structured dynamic of cuckolding. Deeper emotions surface. She wants private time, meaningful conversations, shared experiences, weekend getaways with another man that don't include me. The things we all crave in a boyfriend-girlfriend or husband-wife relationship.

That’s when I started noticing little lies, half-truths… and eventually bigger ones. I couldn't contain my angst, I snooped on her phone. Watching her fall in love was incredibly arousing, but also deeply painful. The fear of losing her was overwhelming. It stripped away my confidence as a husband. Yes, it emasculated me even further.

Long story short: in a fit of angst, I decided I no longer wanted to be “Sissy By Her.” I deleted the account, threw away all my panties, and ordered men’s boxers. When they arrived, I put them on proudly, trying to "man up."

But it felt fake. Not me. I hated the feeling of being in mens boxers again, lose around my dick, just not fitting my body right.

That angsty fit lasted maybe seven days before I ordered 20 pairs of the thong panties I love, in all different colors. Yes probably went over board with the amount, it just felt like such a strong need.

By then, my wife had ended things with him in an attempt to protect our marriage. And I begged her, truly begged her, to go back. To reconnect with him. To cuckold me however she wants. Even if it means being in love with another man. So is was fitting to name my next blog - life of.