Present Perfect

While writing my previous post about how it all began, I did a lot of thinking about my former life in a vanilla relationship. I don't know if Ron read that post, but one evening a week or so later, he started to talk about his previous life. I forget how the subject came up, but he began telling me about the intimate side of that unhappy relationship. He rarely opens up like that, but he obviously needed to share. I listened and sympathized. This was something that had happened over thirty years ago so I wasn't troubled by it, and had heard parts of the story before. I won't go into the details, except to say that he and his wife were not sexually compatible.

After a while, he took a deep breath and said, "So I've told you all about ____ and me. What about you and ____?" I hadn't expected this, and telling husband number two about sex with husband number one isn't always a great idea. But because I had recently recalled unhappy memories that had been buried for many years, the words came easily. And it was Ron's turn to listen sympathetically and shake his head in amazement from time to time.

When I was done, a kind of peace settled over us. I've always known that Ron is far happier with me than he had been with his ex, and now I truly believe that he realizes how contented I am with him, and how highly I value him. He has always been a bit insecure, but I think the penny finally dropped and he knows that he makes me very happy, both in the bedroom and out.

Our next encounter for cuddling and spanking was especially gratifying. I felt very loved and special. I believe he knew how much I treasured every kiss, every caress, every swat. We have reconnected in a deeper way, and long may it last!