So here I am floating along through life with a pretty shitty outlook on sex. I decide to hit up some dating apps and just see what is out there (besides an inbox full of dick pics….subject to address at a later time) and come across a man with eyes that just suck me right into the phone. Of course I had to swipe right or left or hit a thumbs up or however those apps work, I can’t seem to remember now but man am I glad I did. We started messaging through the dating app and then eventually we exchanged numbers. We texted quite a bit for roughly a month or so during which time we learned the basic vanilla (a term I had no idea even existed 6 years ago) things about each other; kids, likes, dislikes and the fact that he wasn’t willing to relocate (wasn’t a problem, I was ready to get out of my small town) etc. We eventually had our first date which consisted of him driving four hours round trip to take me out to lunch. I knew the first time I hugged this man he was my forever, cheesy as it sounds, I just knew. After our first date things progressed quite quickly and we got more in depth about getting to REALLY know each other. I will never forget the first time he addressed the “lifestyle” with me. I was sitting at my patio table smoking a cigarette and he said “there is something we need to talk about” I of course automatically assume the worst but had NO CLUE what was about to come my way. He says that he is very interested in being in an open relationship to the extent of me being able to do what I want sexually with other people but that he has no interest in doing the same. He would much prefer to be home with the kids and cleaning the house while I am out having fun. It would be an extreme turn on for him. WOW! How the fuck does my small town mind unpack everything he has just dropped in my lap. So many things going through my mind from how can he not care if I fuck another man to WAIT men actually clean??? Yes I know that sounds sexist but you have to consider my past relationships, I had done EVERYTHING for the men in my past, cooked, cleaned, taking care of kids and them for that matter! The men of my past have been more like an extra person to care for than an equal partner and now I have a man who is saying he wants to do more than his share of house work and help me with my kids AND let me go out and have fun? This is just fucking weird, am in in the twilight zone? So begins the hours and hours of conversation and processing that must happen for me to even begin to grasp the endless possibilities in store for me. So many emotions and confusion. However, this man of mine is so many things with the biggest being PATIENT! By far one the MOST patient man I have had in my life! I knew nothing about all these new things being introduced to me. He provided me with information (websites, podcasts, books, etc) to let me read up on things myself and absorb at my own pace and was NEVER pushy with me. From day one he has always told me that no matter how we choose to live our lives he loves me for me and the lifestyle doesn’t have to be part of our lives. BUT after some processing, I was intrigued and fascinated by all these new things I was learning and all the while I was learning new things were developing in me. I mean look at me now, I am married to the man of my dreams who has his little dick locked in a cage while he cleans our home and provides for our family. Tune in next time to hear more about how his little cock ended up in the cage and how we fell into the natural roles of our FLR, FEMALE led relationship.