Friday 7 October 2011

Married Life!

Some people say you feel different when you arrived back from honeymoon a married wife, but it didn't sink in with me at first. John did put me over his shoulder and carry me over the doorstep. I remember feeling a bit embarrased as it was windy and my dress blew up at the exact time a couple walked past...

We arrived back home on Sunday afternoon and John casually announced that he was starting a new job on Monday. He never mentioned it to me! His reply was that it didn't concern me now I was a full time house wife. His worries of the world will not enter mine and so on. I was a little dissapointed he didn't mention anything but more so that my sort of last contact with my work place was now gone. A few of my work colleagues has gone quiet since I announced I was marrying John and when I saw a few of them a while back in my maxi dress and long hair they thought I had changed. I had changed but I was still me. Oh well, new marriage, new life I guess.

John asked me to iron his shirt on Sunday night after I had cooked tea. I didn't mind, it sort of meant I was doing my bit but after the washing from our honeymoon I was worn out. John on the other hand had spent the evening watching tv so by bed time he was full of beans which was evident in the bedroom.

I woke early the next morning to make John his breakfast. He was already up and working at his computer. He was a little rushed so breakfast was brief, a quick kiss goodbye and then quiet, the house was empty. I felt a little off colour for some reason so I texted John good luck and said I was feeling a little unwell. I didn't expect a reply as it was his first day but he thanked me and told me to rest and stay in bed which I did. I woke about 2 hours later feeling a little better and went on the net.  I came across some sites about newly married couples and the different types of relationships. I learnt quite a lot about myself that afternoon just by reading some new sites.

I suppose as women we want men to be strong and protective. I certainly did but in  past relationships  when it suited me! A man wants a gentle woman who is submissive. Again something I didn't give in past relationships but is something I want and try and at times  to give to John. 

Leadership is another aspect. I have never been a leader but sometimes wanted to make decisions. By letting John lead me I am giving him my trust and also his happiness. He doesn't want me to make difficult decisions he wants to protect me from them.

Sex, well what do I say. I fought with this one. Girls and women are raised in the modern world to be more in control and maintain different views to men. John has taught me new lessons and has led and taught me to be demure and submissive in the bedroom. He has no constraints in the bedroom and fully expects me to oblige his advances.

So what have I given up now that I am married. Well the obvious things like my job. I suppose the biggest thing is control. John is in control now. I don't mean that in a total literal sense, but he decides where we eat if we go out, what clothes I wear, when we make love, if I need discipline etc. I have lost jealous feelings, insecure feelings, unloving feelings. I feel so loved in this marriage, but at times struggle with the guidance from him.

I felt very happy after my surfing session and text John to say I loved him. I then decided I must get on with my job, the ironing. He lated texted me back telling me to change into a dress for tonight as he was taking me out. A sort of celebration for his new job. I was displeased with his choice of dress but did not say so, even though I dislike bows on dresses.

The meal was lovely, but driving back we got diverted due to a football match. Cutting the long story short we drove through a noisy crowd of football supporters. I didn't feel scared as there was a lot of police about but their language was colourful. Add to that loads of drunk people, a man being sick in the street and a couple being rather suggestive in a bus stop it was a different way to end a romantic meal out. John was angry and said he didn't want me to see this. I told him I do know what goes on. His reply was the world at times is an ass and he wants me protected from it.

I am not a child you know. Then he said something a little odd. He then said at times I like being treated as a child. I recall not showing behaviour like a child. He said I need a strong leader in our marriage and I am a vunerable in a nice way. That why at times he treats me as a child and I respond to this without knowing, examples include being set to bed early, turning the television off if the content is not suitable, choosing suitable magazines that do not have sexual content, dressing in a feminine but not suggestive way etc. Of course I do rebel, a bit like a child and that is where spanking comes in.

Well we got back, late and John told me to go straight to bed but to keep my stockings on. He likes making love with me in stockings. I would rather they came off. It was a nice end to to the night, and well this is now married life...


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