Children having flown

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Among the few women I dated during my years in college, there was one particular sorority girl who gave me something to think about outside of what I was learning in class. In those days, when you first got together, conversation centered around subjects such as your course load, which Psych profs were okay and which weren't, whose asses our football team was gonna kick next (we were a Big Ten powerhouse), and whether or not the Beatles might get back together. Later, you progressed to more personal stuff such as family background. It was at this level when my sorority girl shared with me how, now that she was in college, her parents were probably going to get divorce--after 30 years of marriage. They only had stayed together until she and her older sister had grown up and left home.

Later, I had occasion to stay at my girl friend's home for a few days. She'd been raised in a modest but comfortable brick rancher in typical middle-class suburban neighborhood. Her mom was a diminutive and personable lady who stood all of about five-foot one. Family members called her Big Martha. Her dad seemed somewhat older and nice enough, but as I recall, a bit on the dull side. Both parents were very good to me during my visit, maybe better than they were to each other. Mom made me the first homemade french fries I had ever eaten, and vanilla pudding because it was my fav. Dad helped me out of a jam caused by serious car trouble that had left me stranded.

I remember marveling, both during my visit and for long afterward, at how it could be possible that these two nice people, any two people for that matter, could build a life together over so many years and raise two wonderful children, only to prefer to fold up the tents and go their separate ways (well, one of them did anyway). At the age of 19, this was the first time I had been exposed to this sad side of marriage in our society. Wow, was I ever naive.

A middle-aged wife looks at her balding husband from across the breakfast table. She sees only that he is unshaven, his hairy beer belly spilling out between the hem of his yellowed undershirt and the tattered waistband of his boxer shorts. There was a time when she might suggest they explore a flea market she saw advertised in the Penny Saver. Now she knows better than to talk for fear of interrupting a crucial segment of the morning news on television. Instead she silently plans to visit the flea market alone, to shop for some new second-hand toys for when the grand kids come to visit.

During a commercial break for Cialis, the woman's husband reiterates to his masculine ego how had his wife not gained 75 pounds, replete with sagging breasts and cellulite dimpled ass, he is confident he could once again maintain the magnificent, stiff erection of his youth. When his wife mentions she plans to go shopping, he makes a mental note to use his time alone in the house to visit his favorite Internet porn sites. Holy crap! This is it for the duration... and two of the Beatles are fucking dead!

Going on 40 years after my college days, after a combined 50+ years of marriage and having varying numbers of children in our home(s) for 30 years, GoddessV and I are about to become empty nesters. And so, like the couple described above, will sharing a breakfast table be about the only thing we have in common? To be sure, life without kids in the house will surely be different. Yes, there are a few things to be sad about as any parent with grown kids knows. But over all, there are plenty of great reasons to celebrate. One of those reasons just happens to be the impact having no kids in the home will have on our femdom relationship. Even as I think about it, it's difficult to fully imagine.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Just remember, the best years of your life are when you're starting out... not ending up. This is why so many people return to the work force after retiring: because sitting at home watching The Price is Right doesn't offer any challenges.

When the kids leave the house, don't become the meddling parents your own parents may have been. Don't suddenly live through your children because you think life has benched you instead of bringing you out in the 9th.

Renew your wedding vows, go back to college, travel the globe, write a book, or whatever you and your wife can roll up your sleeves and dedicate your attentions to. You'll find yourselves to be much more interesting people as partners in crime than simply partners at the breakfast table.

Plus, in a small way, you'll still be setting the example as parents for your children and how they'll spend their days when their own kids move out.

LOVE TO SERVE HER said...

When you have had a wonderful, successful FLM for many years, when you become an empty nester the relationship soars to a new higher level. My wife and I have been empty nesters for over 4 years now, our FLM is better and more intense now.
For emample, I now clean the entire house twice a week wearing only panties. She will watch TV or read while I am doing this wearing only bra and panties and keeps her small whip next to her. When she feels like inspecting my work she will always find something not to her liking, and I must bend over and hold my ankles while she gives me 5 to 10 lashes. Plus on occasion she gives me corner time in our living room. When I do please her, she will lower my pants and rub me thru the panties I wear until I am on the edge of coming and then stop. Can't do any of these on the spur of the mement when the children were home. There are many more examples of what you can do alone again. You will be very happy, and your wife happier. My wife says that these are the best years of her life. We visit our son and daughters regularly, and then she comes home to a clean house, a dinner I will prepare, and a long massage in the evening. She does absolutely nothing anymore, I wait on her all day and she loves it. Good luck!

Anonymous said...

How things are going now? I hope that it was not so difficult that you stopped writting your blog? I appreciate it a lot and would be glad to hear from both of you to know that you're ok... and that we may not stress too much for when our time will come for all the children to have flown!

Unknown said...

Let's hope ya stay that way -
married till death.

God bless your indelible souls.

Unknown said...

...and no, dear, you aint a goddess.
You're a sinfull mortal who'll die.
D'oh.

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Unknown said...

...and no, dear, you aint a goddess.
You're a sinfull mortal who'll die.
D'oh.

Wanna have Intimacy4eternity?
Wanna wiseabove to Seventh-Heaven?
Follow us...

Unknown said...

Let's hope ya stay that way -
married till death.

God bless your indelible souls.