My wife and I have known each other for 35 years and been married 33. I am a young 63, she is 53, looks about thirty-five and acts like a delicious courtesan ... but only for me. About eighteen months ago, after one of our “you are my sexy-slave” erotic games (we have had a lovely fantasy sex-life for years) my wife said she wanted to be “surrendered” (as in The Surrendered Wife).
At first it was, perhaps, a joke or, more likely, because she realised something that I had not. Initially this was only part-time but very soon we realised that we both needed her to be totally surrendered, full time.
What does this consist of? She gets my total care and love and, since I retired early, my complete house-husbandry, including care of all our joint money and estate—and she now has a (substantial) “allowance”. In turn, her watch-words have become: total care, love and obedience for me and to me. Now we both delight in living like this all the time.
Eighteen months on, we are both so much more in love and loving, and so totally together and inseparable, than we ever were in the rest of our happy marriage. (I'm obviously a late-learner. I guess it was all there for a long time and I just didn't realise how much she needed me to take total care of her.)
To reinforce what is now loving dominance and submission, we have recently added domestic discipline (DD) (i.e., spanking), mainly to help her with keeping to diets, not “losing” keys so frequently, etc.
We are both serially experienced university graduates and my wife has a very senior post in the outside world. Nobody in our wide family realises what we have discovered ... our two sons, 26 and 28, who have been living away from home since university, do, however, tend to think that we are like love-crazy teenagers. My wife laughs like a drain to think what some of her more starchy colleagues would think if they knew we had this delicious relationship. It has left our “old” marriage light-years in the past and we now live very happily on another planet, called “unbelievable love”—or anything you want to call total happiness.
If it sounds crazy and quite daft to you (and some readers are no doubt about to throw up), I suggest you try it... you might be amazed how much you might love it all. It could totally change your life for the infinite better—for ever. Neither of us were ever wild swoon-eyed romantics—both tough as boots—our professions needed it—but this is great!