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I must say I like the darkroom

The darkroom was where the photos were revealed, before the digital age. One entered the dark room, so named because it was dark, and had maximum (if the development was in black and white, if not, why not) a very dim light, red.

When entering a dark room with promises of a hitherto unseen negative and out and with certainty.

One did not know what would be in the darkroom, once the process disclosed, could be both photos and failures absolute dream.

Darkrooms clubs that are in exchange, they are just a few rooms without light, it is mainly where people are revealed. For that matter, in an exchange club.

A paragraph, for neophytes, the first thing to consider is that in a swingers club will not be obliged to share the couple. You can do many other things. First, it is mandatory fuck, second, it is essential to exchange. It may sound strange but you need not fancy that you touch another person to go to a club in exchange. I can desire to make love to your partner in public, wearing underwear, or show the world your pleasure with your partner. I can show you entertain, you can drive to see. And that if exchange is to looks alone.

It may also be that you do not you like any of that, but your partner interest. Another day you report the polls to exit polls, why do people go to a club and doing there: to see, because you see, because you feel like the couple but not an / a, by jumping to a yogurin when one is of a certain age, because - and that more girls - wants to try another girl, without being a lesbian ...

An exchange club is typically a bar. A bar with soft music, sometimes with TVs on the walls, but bars after all. Like all the bars, one comes, sits at his table, and it is difficult to talk with the neighbor. I'm always amazed me, I'm an "early bird", early risers, each new partner that comes to sit in a different table and away. So that we are all sitting (yes, only couples) so richly at separate tables, talking about our stuff, and other couples looking sideways, looking at us too.

At one point, we, or another couple, gets up and goes to the dark room. We got up too, and, although we can not have guests, dear reader @ s @ s, we accompanied them, and so I'll explain. Do not worry, nothing will happen you not (at least, nothing that you wish that to happen, the moment you are a spectator 's)

We entered the darkened room, is not nothing or almost nothing, but the shadow of the other couples standing, dancing, or at least close together. Although there is much space in the world, we get to dance next to or couples who are already there. I remind you we do not know their names, we do not know who they are, we have glimpsed in the bar, but if they are several, do not know who is who. Never mind.

We're dancing next to them, and one hand touching the back of your partner. It can also be my hand that touches the back of the other girl (looks, at least to tell the boy the girl's wandering hands and respect the sexual identity, and in general started the guys). Here two things can happen, or that the boy or her hand us off (no problem, we turn to the next), or that also come hand. If so, what were generally either two couples turns into a quartet, all standing and together, or in two pairs, now if traded. In general the quartet in which girls are touching one to another, starting with her breasts, while the boys look.

And now we're into flour, but yes, dresses. This is where you can appreciate the sensitivity of talking in another post. It is there to play, to recognize, to feel. We do not know the name of the person touched, is an anonymous body we have to decipher. And maybe he likes to be touched only the breasts, or that the kiss, or you do a straw, well dressed, standing, looking at your partner or not, while her partner watches or is too busy our partner. It is also possible that she is gone because it has requested, and has told "you do what you want, but I do not touch or San Pedro." And while he is excited about touring with his hands the body of your partner, it follows from Santa Maria Goretti, and we unknowingly.

All this is revealed in the darkroom.

And as I said the other day, some people can play and who not.

That is, we are standing up dancing with someone we've barely glimpsed and we do not know what she likes and what not or even if it is ready or just want to pass the time uncomfortable, until your partner gets tired of get their hands on the person who was with us.

Suppose, for the sake of the post, you feel like being touched, there is the symphony of hands. Overall dresses, usually standing in the dark. There are only senses the touch and smell (well, and there may be a couple nearly in full and loud orgasm, which is exciting, I must admit). And so, in general, the bra away, but if you reach the chest with the hand, it takes to follow in his mouth, and a little to be respectful, it's square won, at least for the hand, a few times already under the thong. And one area is unknown. Do you like? outside of the lips, the clitoris (or clitoris, or touch him), strong, soft, circles, figure eights, a vibration? But the person responsible for giving us clues: boobs yes, but the rest just above her panties. Or your legs apart a bit to reach comfortably (remember that we are right), or it is she who takes the initiative, and we unbuckled the belt, to relieve some pressure, with no other interest than we are more comfortable .

or curiosity to see how we are made

or the desire to give pleasure.

Sense and Sensibility, that is.

(Continued ...)

Here I speak of men and women in general. I have one caveat, when I speak of men, I am talking about me, and when I talk about women, women I know, and they are a very limited subset, and not random, carefully selected Of women who either deceive her husband, or do not care who put the cap (as they say in Chile) to the legitimacy of whom are married off. And those are (thank God, some will think that they should not, in any case, many illusions), a tiny minority.

And now, announced this, go to the blog

I am inherently unfaithful.

Not only my wife, with whom I've been married a good Decanters years, but also sometimes to my lovers. Sometimes I've wondered if a lot of sense to work eight, ten hours, and instead of going home to play with my children, and then sit in the armchair while watching TV my wife and I hope that is the time of (deserved) rest, rushing to throw the schedule kiki dinner in front business? especially if, from the sentimental point of view, there is already a mistress in the landscape, with whom there is a journey, and, above all, many nights stolen. They are the collateral benefits of the business.

Well, all of which, for the pleasure of sex? certainly not for that (oh so short!) set of thrills that make up an orgasm, not even for all the times above, nor for the often forgotten moments that follow, the two still recovering his breath, even embracing, while calming the heartbeat (the heart and other areas). And above all, as we said the other day, they are so few women with sensitivity, with which sex is a party!

Why, then? I have no answer, I think it's partly a silly thing like when asked Mallory (an ancestor of Hillary) why he wanted to climb Everest - climbing never managed - he answered "because it is there." Flying bird, the pot could be one reason, but not the primary, though one with the gun is always loaded (more and more as the years pass, the gun becomes virtual, in some have to pull simulator).

I believe that, at least in my case, much of the "need" to be unfaithful is the need to please, to be loved. And unfortunately, the only way we know ourselves beloved men (not loved, that is different, but accepted, appreciated) by a woman is that she will accept us in his bed - and body -

For women is more difficult. I think it has the same need to please (note, not talking about sex drive, that goes the other way), but of course, the bed for her there is no proof of appreciation. Any man who is given the chance will lie with her, though she does not like a damn as a person. There's another blog entry, why are men so little selective?

Overall, if we assume that both sexes we need to please women more perceptive, do not require passage through the bed to be convinced they have done "tilt" and in any case the passage through the bed brings them no "guarantee" that if we bring to men.

Hence, the reasons of women for their "delivery" (I like this circumlocution as nineteenth-century) are on another level. When you go to bed is because the relationship has reached a depth at which the merger of the bodies becomes necessary. As the reasons for its delivery (and pleasure, is another blog post) are much deeper than ours, because it responds to other needs and other physiology, their demands for fidelity, care and affection are also much deeper .

And the bad thing is that often expects us to share.

eye, there are also women who go to bed because they feel like, if any Hayles, as there are women who do well love or paella. But I think these (those fucking because they like, which are good love, and those get rich paella) are small minority. But as the witches, if any, Hayles, I found two.

(To be continued ...)