....Ok, I tried to keep a straight face while saying that, but I couldn't hang in there.
Posted By: Case321
Figured the George Strait reference in the title would be appropriate and fitting. Figured this was the place to air the proverbial laundry.
Been struggling with some inner stuff for a while and while I post a lot here and will spin a good tale once in a while, I'm the kinda fella that could be dying and ya'd never know it. I usually keep the real deep shit to myself. Long story short the last couple months I've been struggling with the hobby. Wondering why I do it and what the point is. When I started out I always said "to nail hotties" and I guess that's as good a reason as any. After some soul searching I realized that the main reason was unhappiness in my home life. As I went along in this little play land I went from the awkward fella that Miss Julia pretty much had to drag into a hotel room he was so nervous to in my mind anyways, a confident decent guy who gained a little swagger and some skills along the way. Learned a lot about myself thanks to some wonderful gals. Got me to thinking about stuff, I mean as much preparation as I put into a "date" dressing right, letting the true me show with a little humor and light conversation to little things like holding a car door for a gal. Realized I was putting a lot more effort into hookups with total strangers, well a couple of them became actual friends, than I was with my own wife. Crazy thought what if I tried this approach at home? Figured what the hell? Damn that shit works in real life!!! And then I developed a bit of a conscience. Not saying if what happens here is right or wrong I know it's fun as hell either way. But for me I can't keep playing this part any longer. Just wanted to say thanks to all the ladies who taught me so much, the ones I met and the ones I never got the chance to see who guided me with PMs and kind words you know who you are. I'll still lurk here a bit and maybe spin a good yarn now and then. But for now guess I'm gonna hang the mongering bag up and apply what I've learned to the home front.
Figured the George Strait reference in the title would be appropriate and fitting. Figured this was the place to air the proverbial laundry.
Been struggling with some inner stuff for a while and while I post a lot here and will spin a good tale once in a while, I'm the kinda fella that could be dying and ya'd never know it. I usually keep the real deep shit to myself. Long story short the last couple months I've been struggling with the hobby. Wondering why I do it and what the point is. When I started out I always said "to nail hotties" and I guess that's as good a reason as any. After some soul searching I realized that the main reason was unhappiness in my home life. As I went along in this little play land I went from the awkward fella that Miss Julia pretty much had to drag into a hotel room he was so nervous to in my mind anyways, a confident decent guy who gained a little swagger and some skills along the way. Learned a lot about myself thanks to some wonderful gals. Got me to thinking about stuff, I mean as much preparation as I put into a "date" dressing right, letting the true me show with a little humor and light conversation to little things like holding a car door for a gal. Realized I was putting a lot more effort into hookups with total strangers, well a couple of them became actual friends, than I was with my own wife. Crazy thought what if I tried this approach at home? Figured what the hell? Damn that shit works in real life!!! And then I developed a bit of a conscience. Not saying if what happens here is right or wrong I know it's fun as hell either way. But for me I can't keep playing this part any longer. Just wanted to say thanks to all the ladies who taught me so much, the ones I met and the ones I never got the chance to see who guided me with PMs and kind words you know who you are. I'll still lurk here a bit and maybe spin a good yarn now and then. But for now guess I'm gonna hang the mongering bag up and apply what I've learned to the home front.
It's been fun watching your confidence grow and begin to show in your the tales you wrote about. It's pretty cool that your time spent here in hobby-land gave you an opportunity to take what you experienced and apply it to your personal life. I'm really happy for you about that. I guess one of the problems with being with someone all the time, as we are with our spouses, is that some of us (not all?) sometimes begin to take each other for granted a little, and we no longer do the little things that make a difference, like preparing for a date the way you described, holding doors open, etc.
It seems like your foray into hobby-land didn't do you any harm and in fact was good for you! So perhaps dabbling in it from time-to-time might be like getting a booster shot to help you keep your edge outside the hobby! Come on back if you need to! I suspect your old friends will be glad to say hello.
There is no one definition of who a hobbiest is. Yes there are some here for the classic quick fuck, and there are some who are chasing a dream of the best and greatest lay, but there are some who are looking, whether conscious or not, for something more. If we are lucky, as you have been, and many of us have, we touch and are touched by some very special people. We may not see it right away, but if we are lucky, and we do, it makes us better people. We learn the give and take, and what makes us tick to help us with those around us. I have meet some amazing people in this business. Some face to face and others only thru who have been angels in a time of need ( Jessica) who have been the greatest strength to me. Case 321 it sound like you are doing what is right for you and I wish you all the best. Now, I will finish my glass of very old rum and leave you to a night of great sex and awesome orgasams!
While I was waiting to get the hair ripped out of my entire body, the ladies at the front desk of the waxing place started saying, "awwww...", looking behind me.
"He practically falls all over himself, and can hardly walk... but he tries so hard to walk all the way around the car to open the door for his wife."
"I know, he does it every week..."
Even at 85-90 years old, this guy was going out of his way, even when he could hardly walk, to be a gentleman to his good ole' wife. It was sweet.
You aint the first this has happened to. I know a few that has been and gone and actually better men for it. Hey you got my number, call we will do lunch.
Best of luck, Case. I certainly applaud the direction you are taking. I appreciate the correspondences we shared and like to think of you as a friend. I sincerely hope things work out for you, but if not, we will still be here.
Figured the George Strait reference in the title would be appropriate and fitting. Figured this was the place to air the proverbial laundry.
Been struggling with some inner stuff for a while and while I post a lot here and will spin a good tale once in a while, I'm the kinda fella that could be dying and ya'd never know it. I usually keep the real deep shit to myself. Long story short the last couple months I've been struggling with the hobby. Wondering why I do it and what the point is. When I started out I always said "to nail hotties" and I guess that's as good a reason as any. After some soul searching I realized that the main reason was unhappiness in my home life. As I went along in this little play land I went from the awkward fella that Miss Julia pretty much had to drag into a hotel room he was so nervous to in my mind anyways, a confident decent guy who gained a little swagger and some skills along the way. Learned a lot about myself thanks to some wonderful gals. Got me to thinking about stuff, I mean as much preparation as I put into a "date" dressing right, letting the true me show with a little humor and light conversation to little things like holding a car door for a gal. Realized I was putting a lot more effort into hookups with total strangers, well a couple of them became actual friends, than I was with my own wife. Crazy thought what if I tried this approach at home? Figured what the hell? Damn that shit works in real life!!! And then I developed a bit of a conscience. Not saying if what happens here is right or wrong I know it's fun as hell either way. But for me I can't keep playing this part any longer. Just wanted to say thanks to all the ladies who taught me so much, the ones I met and the ones I never got the chance to see who guided me with PMs and kind words you know who you are. I'll still lurk here a bit and maybe spin a good yarn now and then. But for now guess I'm gonna hang the mongering bag up and apply what I've learned to the home front.
Appreciate all the well wishes and PMs. And even a parting shot from Clarence. Like one lady said we'll see how long it lasts. Maybe anyone want to get a odds sheet drawed up and take bets. Ya know I'm serious about this but I've got a feeling after a few months some sweet thing will drag me back in.
....Ok, I tried to keep a straight face while saying that, but I couldn't hang in there.
Posted By: Case321
Figured the George Strait reference in the title would be appropriate and fitting. Figured this was the place to air the proverbial laundry.
Been struggling with some inner stuff for a while and while I post a lot here and will spin a good tale once in a while, I'm the kinda fella that could be dying and ya'd never know it. I usually keep the real deep shit to myself. Long story short the last couple months I've been struggling with the hobby. Wondering why I do it and what the point is. When I started out I always said "to nail hotties" and I guess that's as good a reason as any. After some soul searching I realized that the main reason was unhappiness in my home life. As I went along in this little play land I went from the awkward fella that Miss Julia pretty much had to drag into a hotel room he was so nervous to in my mind anyways, a confident decent guy who gained a little swagger and some skills along the way. Learned a lot about myself thanks to some wonderful gals. Got me to thinking about stuff, I mean as much preparation as I put into a "date" dressing right, letting the true me show with a little humor and light conversation to little things like holding a car door for a gal. Realized I was putting a lot more effort into hookups with total strangers, well a couple of them became actual friends, than I was with my own wife. Crazy thought what if I tried this approach at home? Figured what the hell? Damn that shit works in real life!!! And then I developed a bit of a conscience. Not saying if what happens here is right or wrong I know it's fun as hell either way. But for me I can't keep playing this part any longer. Just wanted to say thanks to all the ladies who taught me so much, the ones I met and the ones I never got the chance to see who guided me with PMs and kind words you know who you are. I'll still lurk here a bit and maybe spin a good yarn now and then. But for now guess I'm gonna hang the mongering bag up and apply what I've learned to the home front.
I'm sure that many feel that thought is contradictory and idiotic, but I have heard from many hobbyist that echo that sentiment.
I wish you the very best in your "retirement" !! Just remember "retirement" doesn't have to mean exiled !!! You can still drop by the ol' board every now & again !!!
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I guess one of the problems with being with someone all the time, as we are with our spouses, is that some of us (not all?) sometimes begin to take each other for granted a little, and we no longer do the little things that make a difference, like preparing for a date the way you described, holding doors open, etc. 
( Good luck with your choice