The last few weeks have been some of the best I’ve had in the past 5-7 years, mainly because of STFU/lifting and maintaining an open, positive mindset over the past 3 months. I don’t claim to have a strong frame, but I can sense when people are within my frame and when I’m within theirs.

Fast forward to the last 10 days: after better leading and by doing what I believe is right, everything has been smoother than ever. Our sex life has improved significantly, with sessions occurring 3-4 times a week and, now that I’m on vacation, 6 times a week. Some sessions are 5-6/10 in quality, which is a great improvement over the 2/10 avg starfish/duty sex we used to have about 5-6 times a month.

A day ago, my wife was in a bitchy mood for about 12-24 hours, which stopped after I simply said we needed to talk later. On our way to dinner I told her, “I need you to change your attitude when you’re with me.” and STFU. BP faggot me would have explained why and what was bothering me and why she was being ridiculous. Man what a weak-ass mansplaining pussy. Women get things average men would need a whole thesis to get.

We came home after a fun night out with friends. Throughout the evening, my wife made side comments that I’m becoming too crazy, that I should shave, sit down, change my dress style ect. She has never complained about my looks, unless asked directly, where she would just give her opinion and that would have been it. Hamster is clearly at work here.

After we got home, I was slightly buzzed and tired from an intense day. She sat down on the sofa to organize things for the kids, who are in a different time zones. I was horny but fell asleep, thinking I’d initiate once she came to bed. However, I never woke up. The next morning, I wake up early for business meetings and after an hour she wakes up and heads to the bathroom in sexy lingerie, which got me going. Just before entering the bathroom, she said, “I put all this on for you last night, and you didn’t even take advantage.”

Once she was out of the bathroom, I escalated. Despite some LMR, she ended up sitting naked on top of me. However, the shit/comfort tests continued. She complained that I didn’t get her off a couple of nights ago when she was close to orgasm and that I’m changing and just thinking about myself. I interpreted this as a comfort test and, instead of fucking her good I cuddled her (smh) and gave her some comfort. Unsurprisingly, more shit tests followed.

After 5-10 minutes of this I changed, and she went to shower. Then, she came straight to me, rambling about how I’m changing and not the Whiz she married. She said she wanted a plain, regular guy and not someone different. Acta non-verba. She was lovey-dovey all day and generally 10 times more fun to be around.

After dinner tonight, we had plans to meet up with friends. I told her we were heading to the room first and then to our friends. She laughed and said, “Okay, I’m up for it… I got the subliminal message.” I replied, “Nothing subliminal about that, babe,” with a cocky look (just STFU next time would be better I think). A good session followed, accompanied by some comforting cuddling.

I’m not sure what the exact moral of the story is here, other than this shit works.

Sidebar and STFU, betch.