As Mrs. Lion wrote, August is a very significant month for us. We made our first contact online on August 13th, 2002. We met at a motel on August 16 and made love lion style. I was very anxious to avoid long online communications. I was sure that fantasy would play too big a part in how we imagined one another. Mrs. Lion agreed, and we got together just three days after our first online exchange.
We had fun. Both of us were looking for sex. There was no expectation of anything more. Fortunately, the sex was very good. I would get a room for three hours. Mrs. Lion would meet me in the motel parking lot. We would go inside and undress. Then, we would have sex. When we were done, we would lie next to one another, snuggle and talk. Our conversations covered our lives, hopes, and dreams. It was very comfortable and easy.
I was at the end of a stressful relationship. I decided that a peaceful, loving partnership was my goal. I was willing to sacrifice BDSM in favor of snuggles. At least I thought I was. Anyway, after a while, Mrs. Lion would come to my house instead of a motel. It added about an hour to her drive. We liked it because it was a nest we could share.
As soon as she was able, Mrs. Lion moved in with me. She still had to commute upstate for her family and job. Over time she got a job near our house. There was no pressure to marry. Love snuck up on us. We realized that we wanted to be together–no fireworks or violin music.
I got a job with good health insurance. I wanted Mrs. Lion on the policy. I also wanted her to have the full benefit of the law if a decision had to be made for any reason. She agreed to marry me. We ended up tying the knot on August 15. We didn’t plan it that way. There is magic in the eighth month of the year.
I wonder how many relationships that began just for sex actually survive very long. The desperate search for orgasms quickly goes from searing heat to a simmer for most couples. Sex is definitely not relationship epoxy. We are inseparable because we find comfort and peace with one another. I can’t imagine my life without my lioness. I’m hers without a single reservation.