A Midsummer Afternoon's Reality

Thanks for considering my request, super excited and hugely turned on already ;) waiting for the rest of the story...

I am writing this for you. Enjoy.

What really does being a courtesan imply for you? And what might a courtesan arrangement be?

i was sure I had posted about this. But when I looked through my posts, I find it missing now. So my assumption is that the Tumblr Gods removed it. Maybe I will write about it again sometime. It will not be an exact answer to your ask, but will provide you with an indication.

How do we know you are a real woman and not a man trying to be a lady? No offence intended but just curious. it is the internet after all.

Dear “Anonymous”, there is no way you can know that. So feel free to hold onto your belief. It indeed is the internet after all and you should be cautious and avoid my blog at all costs. Because you chose to use ‘anonymous’, I would tend to believe you already are following my posts, in which case I would strongly recommend you to refrain.

Love your attitude

How did the actual conceiving of your child with your second husband take place knowing that your husband is generally out of the country. 😵

I believe this is answered in my previous post to your question!

The Wall

During the days before my ‘initiation’ as a courtesan, I had a brief affair with my husband’s reporting manager. My husband at that time was working with a different organization from the current one, and his boss developed feelings for me. Both my husband and his boss were around the same age and it was common for us to be invited to his house on weekends and vice versa. We were both married. Yet, his boss would not let go of a situation to be with me and compliment me enough to get the message across in no uncertain terms of his longing to be with me. I tried to ignore because I didn’t feel the same way for him.

I think he understood that, and it might have propelled him to intensify his efforts to win me over. There was an increased frequency of him making my husband travel and then drop in at our home to enquire if everything is ok etc. Courtesy demanded I be a gracious host to him, being a guest and of course my husband’s reporting manager, and not to mention the nice host that he is when we are over to their house. Although I tried to refuse help, there came a time when refusing would gradually take the colour of being impolite. I started interacting with him, allowing him to come to the stores with me to help me shop and help me with some domestic duties. With time, I actually started reciprocating his self invites to our home and found myself wanting him to come over to spend some time with me while my husband would be away. To summarize, I think I was witnessing a voluntary crumbling of the conscious wall of defence that I had built around me to prevent him from penetrating it.

Yet, penetration is what he achieved, from a willing woman who just needed persuasion to let her be taken. He was patient, scheming and eventually won over the wife of his reporting junior. The first time he established his ownership over me, when he was done after what seemed to be quite a while of being in private with each other at my home, and left for his home a happy man, guilt overcame me. Over time he naturalized me to overcome my guilty conscience. Our (my husband’s and mine) visits to his house as a couple-friend went on and I at times found it difficult to be natural around his wife. My husband’s travels reduced because his boss knew he owned his wife by then. Our ‘affair’ continued till they were in India.

A testimonial...thank you.

Hey,

I have been following your blog for quite a while now and i must admit that the stories which you share here are really damn erotic and it never fails to turn me on. I wish I had a GF like you…. keep sharing more stories as your stories do better job of turning me on than most of the blogs here with pictures on them….

For some reason I am not able to send you direct messages. Just have a small confession to make - I recently cheated on my fiancée and it all came out bad and nasty - she got really badly hurt and i just now stopped spiralling down in guilt and shame and agony. I wish she heals soon and the love and trust regrows. I had posted and reposted a lot of shit so far, 99.99% promiscuous. The last reply of yours to a booksandquotes blog post was so deep and beautiful, could not resist writing to you.

I am not sure why you aren’t able to send a direct message, but I am happy to receive messages here, rather than directly to me. To begin with that quote wasn’t mine. I just re-blogged that quote because like you, I also found it a very meaningful one.

If I go slightly deeper into the situation you described, I think you are confusing between two things. It is one thing to read about someone else’s life in a blog and fantasize about it. It is quite another to accept one’s own principles and be at peace with own conscience. The trick is to be able to reconcile with what YOU want. It is not about seeing someone else’s life and imagining enacting their part. It never works…in fact, as you may have experienced it, it can be devastating. One of the reasons why it can be devastating is because when someone is trying to copy another’s life, he/she is only able to copy the physical manifestation of the other’s life…what one doesn’t realize, or rather get to know is what the other person went through in his/her mind when he/she committed to that act (the mere manifestation of which excites the audience). Thus the picture the reader gets is only half…only the physical part. He doesn’t get to know of the emotional turmoil that the character has gone through.

Naturally, when one imitates without having the full story, set-back is obvious. Coming back to the concept of cheating, one possible reason why I may have been able to survive in my lifestyle is because I have never labelled myself a cheater to any of my men…i don’t care what others label me, they are not living my life, I am, and I am very clear to my conscience. So far (and I don’t know how far it will be sustainable, so far it has), I have been able to compartmentalize ‘love’, ‘lust’ and ‘love & sex’ and never overlapped them.

So, please never make the mistake of falling for something that you do not possess full information of, as it could well lead to shame and agony and severe mistrust. I sincerely hope that with time you are reunited with your loved one and…and you don’t fall into the same hole again.

Cheers.

It’s not the same when there’s no growing old together,’ she replies. ‘Without that love is just heartbreak.“

True that.

In case there is even the slightest doubt as to who owns them, this will straighten it out.