I think i still love her

YOU CAN NOW GETTING MANY OF MY VIDEOS ON INDIVIDUAL DOWNLOAD – CLICK HERE! Thanks for visiting my private little office on the Web! I opened my Office Doors to the Web in July 2003 and over the years have created a bit of a porno empire in my little neck of the woods. I can’t believe it has been this long and I still find that I am loving this every week and wish I did this earlier in my life. I am not your normal office mate-next-door, but at the same time I am pretty normal when you see me in the workplace, neighborhood, or mall! I know you guys are always checking out the women at work. I sure hope you are and that if I worked with you that you might feel compelled to flirt with me. My current motto is that if a man shows you interest, reward him with a smile and maybe a little more! I started doing this privately for my husband when we got married. Our lives were boring with work and very little time to have a fun sexy life. Eventually our interests changed and now I do this along with my new boyfriend who benefited from being one of my fantasies. This all used to be a fantasy for me but after a while my fantasies turned into reality.

Unauthorized reproduction or distribution of images from this site is strictly prohibited. I thought I loved my wife from the moment we started dating. I’m a ridiculous, emotional, over-sentimental sap. I guess that’s why I told my wife I loved her on our second date. I had tried really hard up to that point to hold it back, honestly. I wanted to tell her on the first date, but I knew that would probably be weird. She kind of gave me this half-shy, half-amused smile. Then she nodded and looked off into the sky. I wasn’t heartbroken by the response. I think part of me recognized that she was much smarter and more modest than me.

But as time has gone on, I also realized that she knew something that I didn’t. After two months of dating, we were engaged. Three months after that, we were married. And that whole time I was swooning. This fire was burning in me, a fire that burned just like that second date: I was in love. But then we got married, and everything changed. Marriage, quicker than I was ready for, did this thing: it started sucking away that emotion. I tried so hard to keep that fire going, to keep that emotion alight, but it got harder and harder. I mean, how you can feel that burning love when you’re sitting at the table discussing how to use the last twenty dollars in your bank account?

How can you feel it when you get into an argument? How can you feel it when you think it makes perfect sense to put your socks on the floor after you’re done with them, and she has this crazy idea that they need to go in the laundry basket? There was no way I could keep that dating fire burning as practicality invaded our lives. And at first, it drove me nuts. That excitement was how I knew I cared for her! But suddenly, life was this grind. Even when I was with her. Especially when I was with her. And even worse, it seemed that the harder I tried to be sentimental and lovey-dovey, the less it was reciprocated.

But it wasn’t that she wasn’t giving me love, it just seemed to come at different times. Like, when I offered to do the dishes. Or make dinner after she had a hard day. Or, once we had a daughter, when I shared the responsibility of watching over her. I don’t think I noticed this consciously for a while. But I think it had an effect on me. Because as our marriage progressed, I found myself offering to help out around the house more and more.

i think i still love her