Foxy, who struggles with anything more complex than her vibrator, is suddenly getting interested in eBooks. She is primarily a high-maintenance piece of arm candy and shocked me the other day when she had an idea for a smut story.
For someone who loves to talk dirty in the heat of the moment and comes up with ideas that would make a porn star blush has rejected electronic stories for some unknown reason. The only story of mine that she’s read is the print version of Stripper or Nurse.
Besides owning a smartphone for years, she struggles with the basic concepts of electronic devices. I tell everyone that I married her for her looks, but seriously, she is a very sharp cookie. Why electronics are such a problem, I have no idea, but her new iPhone is as much a mystery as her first flip phone?
So the other day, she announces that she has an idea for a new Larry Archer erotic novel. She dreamed the initiating scenes for a concept that I find exciting and have been working out the storyline.
I’m not going to share the theme just yet as we are still partway through storyboarding it, but it involves a lot of anal sex, which is always on my radar.
For someone with a vivid imagination such as hers, I’ve consistently failed to understand why she wouldn’t become an author. Foxy has always wanted to be a phone sex operator because it would allow her to be a nasty girl while not getting her hands dirty.
At parties, she’s known as the “instigator,” as she will get people in a pile and then skip out the door. Nobody seems to get pissed at her as she’s so good at getting things started but seldom gets involved.
Well, other than times like I caught her naked with another girl on the dance floor as one-hundred couples watched. Or the time we were at a Lifestyle convention, she was in the exercise room buck naked and going at it with another girl with a crowd cheering them on.
When she puts on exhibitions, it’s typically with another girl and keeps the private shows behind a closed door. She says that she gets tunnel vision and ignores the crowd around her?
I’m not sure what to make of her coming up with a story idea or reading it on her iPhone as I’m writing it. It would be nice if she would create the novel herself rather than telling me what she’s thinking and put pen to paper herself.
She’s housesitting for a couple we know who had to make an emergency trip out of town and babysit their injured dog. We actually worked through how to set up her MacBook Air on WiFi without a fight. Usually, when I explain something to her regarding electronics, she tends to get pissed at me.
As an engineer by training, if she asks me what time it is, I will tell her how to build a clock. She expects one short sentence that explains exactly how to do something like brain surgery.
After hanging up the phone, I thought that this was one of the few times we’ve worked through an electronics problem without raising our voices. Possibly, she is mellowing, and the pandemic has a good side to it? Or maybe, I’ve learned to stifle myself, as Archie Bunker used to say.
While parts of her story didn’t seem to make a lot of sense to me, I’ve modified portions to be more believable, and she’s accepted the conceptual alterations without pushing back. I hope that if this story comes to fruition, she’ll try the entire process independently.
For swingers, many of the things we do may seem to come right out of Penthouse Forum. But in most cases, we’ve seen or done the same sorts of activities at parties that I write about in my erotic novels. She and I often talk about how much fun we’ve had and how it has been a stabilizing influence on us both.
Now that I’ve come to grasp my arms around her story, I hope that it will end up being a decent seller. A lot of the story is different from mine as the ideas are somewhat alien to me, but I can do this.
Stay tuned for updates.
Go get vaccinated against COIVD. Your dick is not six-foot-long!
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