For my Wife and I’s honeymoon, we went London to experience love and a fun-filled vacation of our own. I treated her to a four star hotel that had a luxurious spa pass included with our honeymoon package. The spa was unbelievable, after only an hour in there, I was relaxed and stress free. Our second day of the vacation, we had London BDSM pick us up from our hotel to tour us around the city. We also enjoyed brunch at a tasty restaurant and a glass of wine at a wine testing festival that was being held near by London. The trip, to sum it up, was perfect. My wife was happy and that was my number one priority. I myself was beyond happy to be spending our honeymoon in an enchanted city where we could never be bored or unhappy.

Every Friday night me and a group of my friends get together for a poker game or to. Every get together that we have ends up in some sort of heated argument do to all of our judgmental opinions. This past Friday my friend Joe who is married, admitted to having a fuck buddy on the side. Some of us praised him and the others tore him to pieces about cheating on his wife. I feel for him because him and his wife have not had any intimacy in over six months, but that didn’t stop everyone else from making him feel horrible. No matter how hard I try to stop arguments from happening during the game, something always comes up. Sometimes it is just as simple as who stacked the deck, and other times it goes to more touchy subjects like a mans wife.