The Man In My Life

I am in love with the man I live with. Head over heels in love. I mean like, my heart beats madly for him. I can barely keep my hands off of him and my thoughts are of him when we are apart.

My guy is super great, he is hard working, fun loving, generous, kind, uber smart, successful, fair, level headed and of strong character. Did I mention that he is hot, handsome and buff... like nicely cut. He works out with a vengeance.

When RC comes home from his work day, he takes off his shoes, drops his bag, and always makes his way straight-to-ME. Then I get wrapped up in his arms for some cuddle time, this even after we've spoken on the phone multiple times a day. And if you know me at all, you know I am not a phone talker, I dislike the phone, but I do want to hear from my sweetie while he is out of the house for so many hours a day. We spend our days off together and he often accompanies me to my work and classes.

We almost always go to bed at the same time, and then curl up alongside one another. Actually, I start off my sleep almost half on top of him, as his arms hold me tight and I hang on to his manliness. Even once we've fallen asleep and become detached, we still are in constant contact with one another, in some way.

I have angst and a pretty decent amount of it. There are no prescription drugs or booze to manage this, I have my rock and he keeps me level and calm, when I'm unable to do this for myself. Even when I am over come with stress, RC can keep me from becoming unglued. His calming presence and ability to move with my moods is an amazing quality. If for nothing else, he deserves a medal for this.

Our sex is passionate and lively. No one leads, we are equals in the bedroom and in our lives together. He is such a giving lover, even before attending every one of my sex classes. He can find my erotic buttons on any given day and push them, just-right. He gives me pleasure that is enough to satiate my hungers for sexual attention. Ok, he should get a Gold medal for this too.

RC cleans a good house, does dishes, tidies up after himself and our family and makes fantastic meals. Oh yes, can he ever cook well. He does laundry and grocery shops too. He drives me around, when I'm not busy driving myself to and from all of my pursuits. He can sing, and speak a number of different languages with ease. He has a university degree, went to private school and has a kick ass family that loves him and us. He can sew just about anything, and is computer literate, he has an awesome memory and is constantly challenging himself.

He treats me like a queen, and also with such respect. I'm always made to feel important, smart and safe. He buys me news shoes, listens to my ramblings about sex and work, gives me incredible massages, runs my baths with candles, incense and music, opens doors for me and flirts with me constantly. His boyish charms have me wrapped around his little finger.

The man I love, loves my teenage daughter. He cares for her greatly and does more for her than her own father. He guides her and is on her side as often as she is right. He teaches her all that he knows and took to her from the moment they first met. Hell she took to him from the get go to. It is like we've always been together the three of us. Sometimes the two of them are on their own side and I'm left on my own. They support one another, and when necessary confront me on things that need changed or challenged. They do this with such love. Together they have never had an argument or even a disagreement. We've gone on holidays together and have future plans as a family.

RC is my rock. He is solid. He is a good man. RC is the man all parents want their daughters to be with. He is mine. Though I share well, hence polyamory. RC has given me peace of mind and life. RC has shown me love in a way that I had not expected. Our love came as a surprise, I thought he'd run when the reality of my worlds came to him. But no, he embraced all that I am and all that I do. He loves me so so so so so much. More than I can tell you.

My guy loves animals, hence the two birds and a cat we have. He has a green thumb and can somehow keep plants alive and thriving where I would have killed them. He can fix a car, and he can save a life. He can draw, and can be found with a sketch book in his bag. He smokes cigars now and again but hey, I can't fault him for this.

We have plans. Many of you know already, its not a shocker I'm sure, but we're going places. Together we own Libido Lounge. We have plans on a baby soon. And while I'm busy working towards my Masters Degree, he is holding me up and supporting my drive to succeed.

Life has been good to each of us, and even more so since we became a couple and family. I love RC and everyone who knows us knows why. He is such a good man.