Man sends unsolicited cock shots to a woman he finds on the internet
Man fancies himself a well-hung stud
Man suggests that he could fuck her while her husband watches
Man obviously has no fucking clue about Veronica and I
Man incurs mocking from Veronica on her blog 
After using it for a few years, I love Turbo Tax- it’s January 31st and our federal return is all done!
Next year, after we move to another state, rent our current home and change jobs? It’s not going to be that easy!
18-105mm lens at 105mm, 1/15 sec at f/5.6, ISO 800
In the 3+ years that Veronica and I have been swinging and then progressed to an open marriage, I’ve never had jealousy issues with her enjoying other partners. Oddly enough though, I have experienced feelings of jealousy with other partners.
Long-time readers may remember SwingerWife. She and her hubby had a blog, which I came across before Veronica and I ever had our first full-swap experience (or before I even had a blog, now that I think of it!). We struck up a friendship and they became long-distance mentors to us, later we met up and had a memorable weekend of sexy fun. Shortly before we all met, she and her husband decided to open their marriage and see people separately. To this day I can remember her calling me barely 5 minutes after “Chad” left her house after they first time they fucked, and how excited I was to hear about it.
Once she and I had our fun together, it changed for me, I wasn’t comfortable hearing about her latest adventures with him. It got to the point where I told her I didn’t want to hear any details, and that I wouldn’t be reading any blog posts about him.
Was it jealousy? I’m not sure, but I think it was, and it was a foreign feeling to me, especially since I wasn’t experiencing any jealously with Veronica.
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Fast forward to this fall, I had a little getaway with a Twitter friend, we spent 2 memorable nights together. Since then, she and I have each had fun with other partners and have shared some details of those adventures with each other.
A week or so ago, she had a little getaway with another friend of hers. Unlike 3 years ago when I couldn’t handle hearing SwingerWife’s adventures, this time around I’m genuinely happy that my friend had so much fun and can’t wait to hear the dirty details.
What’s different? Is it the benefit of experience and growing emotionally and mentally as a swinger?
Your guess is as good as mine, all I know is that I couldn’t be happier the swinging adventures that Veronica and I share, and that we share with our friends
Veronica: In my opinion I think that your ‘jealousy’ with Swingerwife was just being new with the whole swinging/open marriage concept, and now that you have experience with sharing, it’s less of an issue. I also think that we have not experienced jealousy with each other because we are both very secure in our primary relationship, and we follow up with each other so much on how we are feeling about our experiences.
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This is where we ask for feedback- do you have experiences you’d like to share? Disagree with anything that we’ve said? Have we overlooked anything that you’d like to point out? That’s what the comments section is for, so don’t be shy!!
Swing Shift started in June of 2009 in response to questions we received from readers interested in swinging and open relationships. When we started swinging we had on-line friends who were our mentors, helping us navigate the open waters. These posts are our way of paying it forward and sharing our lessons learned. If you have a topic suggestion or question for a future Swing Shift, contact me at hubman38@gmail.com and indicate if you’d prefer to remain anonymous or not. The full archives can be found here.
One of these days, this tear is going to open up and we won’t be left wondering whether Veronica is wearing a thong or going commando, we’ll know for sure!
105mm macro lens, 1/15 sec at f/3.2, ISO 1600
I ride her
And she rides me
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After almost 10 years living in Massachusetts, we finally made it to see Plymouth Rock. My dad is visiting for the weekend and it was such a nice day, we had to head out somewhere instead of spending the day sitting around the house.
See what I mean about it being a nice day?
18-105mm lens at 18mm, 1/400 sec at f/8, ISO 200
Plymouth Rock, as you might expect from a rock, was less-than-exciting, but the family had a fun outing, so it was all good.
18-105mm lens at 18mm, 1/100 sec at f/3.5, ISO 200
Keep these in mind if you happen to imbibe a few beers this weekend
Facts
According to a 10th century Chinese imperial edict, entrance to heaven requires the use of alcohol in moderation.
In medieval Scotland, death was the punishment for those caught adulterating any alcoholic beverage.
Bavaria is home to more than a sixth of the world’s breweries. Not surprisingly, Bavarians drink almost 48 gallons of beer per capita. In contract, US beer consumption is around 22.1 gallons per person.
In ancient Greece, the word “symposium” originally meant a number of men getting together for an evening of drink and good conversation.
Among beer drinkers over the age of 21, more beer is imbibed than tea, powdered drinks, and juice combined. At 22.1 gallons per person, the figure for beer is just under that of milk, at 24.2 gallons per capita.
A strange thing happened on the way to the breakup of Czechoslovakia in 1993. One of the its states, now the independent Czech Republic, became the country with the highest per capita beer consumption in the world (42.1 gallons in 1998), displacing the perennial camp, Germany.
Quotes
“Most people hate the taste of beer- to begin with. It is, however, a prejudice that many people have been able to overcome.” Winston Churchill.
“He was a wise man who invented beer.” Plato
“When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.” Henny Youngman
“Good beer makes its own friends.” Charles Jerome Koch, Jim Koch’s great-grandfather.
“Whoever makes poor beer in transferred to the dung hill.” City Ordnance of Danzig, Poland, around 1000 A.D.
“There is nothing worse than a closed pub.” Judy Ashworth, CA alehouse pioneer.
“It was as natural as eating and to me as necessary, and I would not have thought of eating a meal without drinking beer.” Ernest Hemingway
“Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants to see us happy.” Benjamin Franklin
“I’m allergic to grass. Hey, it could to worse- I could be allergic to beer.” Golfer Greg Norman
“Our liver is happy, our heart is joyful. May Ninkasi live together with you.” From “Hymn to Ninkasi,” the Sumerian goddess of beer (1800 b.c.)
“I recommend bread, meat, vegetables and beer.” Sophocles
“The selling of bad beer is a crime about Christian love.” 13th century city ordnance from Augsburg, Germany
“No soldier can properly fight unless he is properly fed on beef and beer.” John Churchill, 1st Duke of Marlborough
“For any country to be a country, you have to have an air force, a football team and a beer. You can get by without the air force and the football team, but you have to have a beer.” Frank Zappa
“…A moderate use of beer will aid digestion, quicken the powers of life, and give elasticity to the body and mind” US Department of Agriculture, 1866
When the Sandusky scandel broke at Penn State last fall, I insisted that Joe Paterno had to go. I wrote
As a proud Penn State alumnus, I was trying to tune out the news from Happy Valley in the last few days. I think Joe Paterno is on the Mt Rushmore of college coaches and for 4+ decades his program has been the standard-bearer that all other programs are compared to. Even at their 3-9 worst in 2003, I maintained that on reputation alone, Joe Paterno alone should be able to decide when his coaching career should come to an end.
The local sports talk radio station that I enjoy, and that NEVER talks about college football, couldn’t stop piling on Joe, that because of his failure to bar Sandusky from the Penn State football facilities after he first learned of child sexual abuse allegations in 2002, his entire legacy was tarnished. After JoePa died last Sunday, it started all over again. In many ways what he failed to do is unforgivable, but when looking back at someone’s life, I think it’s a shame to focus on any one thing.
This reader email to Andrew Sullivan’s The Daily Dish sums it up nicely for me
Why do so many people feel the need to ask, “In light of the scandal, how do we remember Joe Paterno?” Why can’t we remember him and his life exactly as it happened? One heinous act does not undo all the good he did in his life, much like a major kindness does not undo a life of evil. Joe Paterno was an excellent football coach whom many considered to be a paragon of morality, good will, dedication and service. But he also made mistakes, most notably he failed to act on information concerning the safety of children and in all likelihood enabled the further abuse of children. But most importantly he was a human, and like all of us he is neither black nor white, but some shade of grey. The need to classify him into a category of “good” or “evil” seems like folly to me.
I think there’s a lesson here for all of us.
As far as his grand experiment, that a nationally-competitive football program didn’t have to sacrifice academic standards? I think it was a success, Penn State was rank FIRST in this years Academic Bowl.
Yes, the same Katie I broke up with last September, after a 7 month relationship…
Back in November I casually mentioned that I missed fucking her. I didn’t contact her at the time, though I continued to thinking about her.
The holidays rolled around and since it had been a while, I figured it should be safe to send her a “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year” text message. Within minutes she replied, clearly happy to hear from me. We exchanged pleasantries for a bit and talked about staying in touch.
A couple of weeks later, we’re texting again and I mentioned that I saw a woman at the gym that reminded me of her, and that I still think of her sometimes. Her response? “I am sure it is my ass you think about! lol” The conversation stays in the gutter from there, and we end up talking about getting together again, for lunch or dinner sometime.
A week later, she’s giving me a hug and a kiss when we meet for dinner at a local restaurant. Dinner was good, it was nice to chat with her, she looks as good as ever and clearly she’s gotten over any hurt I caused when I ended things with her. We talked about getting together again, but didn’t make any plans.
The other day she texts to wish me a happy birthday and reaffirm that she’d like to see me again. Just to be sure I was perfectly clear of her intentions, she also said “I cannot wait to fuck you! I just want to bury my face between your legs, I’m sick of dreaming about it. Please give me your schedule and I’ll work around it”
Seems I may be fucking her again, sooner rather than later
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For those of you thinking of her and her emotional well-being, I haven’t forgotten that I ended things because she grew emotionally attached to me. She also knows that we’re moving in 6 months and that our relationship WILL end then, no matter want, since I’ll be going 400 miles away.
I hope to have fun with her again, but I’m also going to tread cautiously, for both of our sakes…
That’s what I smelled like after Veronica gave me a back rub,
using the lotion from Bath and Body Works
18-105mm lens at 85mm, 1/4 sec at f/5.6, ISO 1600
